Disclaimer..: Since this is fanfiction I think we all know that it's all based of JK Rowling's books...
James watched Lily disappear into her dormitory, then he sighed and turned to Sirius.
James: "I'll get my cloak, we'll go eat some pastries and drive them all crazy by
vanishing..."
Sirius laughed at James's plan and soon they were sitting in the balmy night under
James's invisibility cloak eating pastries stolen, or in reality, given to them by the house elves in
the kitchen.
Sirius: "You really like that Evans girl, seeing as she was sitting on your lap, I should
hope you do at least."
James smiled slightly at the memory of her: "Lily's the most amazing girl I've ever
met..." he trailed off for a moment "she's beautiful, not just her body, but her heart and mind. I
feel like she's some type of beautiful piece of pure golden jewelry; she's priceless, precious,
glamorous, and she's so pure that she's soft and if you are too rough with her she'll be ruined."
Sirius: "Prongs, are you going poet on me?"
James: "If music be the food of love, play on..."
Sirius: "I believe that's..."
James: "Shakespeare! My one and only line ever memorized, except that it's really two
lines, but that's alright, I think..."
Sirius: "Whatever, have we tormented them long enough?"
James: "Time for the Quidditch hero to make his grand entry..."
~~~~~~~~~~
Lily's green eyes opened as the sunlight streamed in the window by her bed. She went
down the stairs to the deserted common room and saw that there obviously had been a major
party the night before and the house elves had not had time to clean it yet. She sat down in the
same chair that only the night before she had been pulled into by James...
~~~~~~~
James woke up and shook his already messy hair out of his eyes. He knew that he looked
like a mess, but he'd brush his hair and all that stuff later, he thought, maybe they would still be
some food from that party the night before. He pulled on some robes and walked down the stairs,
one hand automatically reaching up to mess his hair up. He thought no one was up yet, but him,
obviously they're all lazier than he is... He had decided that he'd have to go back to bed when he
saw a slender arm and a lock of the most beautiful red hair draped over the arm of a chair. But
then he realized, it wasn't any chair, it was the chair that he had fallen into with Lily Evans just
the night before...
James went down the stairs quietly, not wanting to disturb her. She seemed oblivious to
him standing behind her.
James: "Lily?"
Lily jerked out of a trance, she had been daydreaming about James again and was
completely startled to see him standing over her.
James: "Sorry if it's a bad time, I just saw you here and wondered if I can join you, I love
watching the dying embers burn..." He sat down in a chair next to Lily, half facing her and half
facing the fire.
Lily: "I've been... well... meaning to ask you something since our first day here..." James
looked at her, catching her eyes he gazed at their green beauty.
James: "Yes...?"
Lily: "About... Well... Severus Snape, I'm just wondering why you hate him..." At the
mention of his name James's eyes went cold momentarily.
James: "Well... first, because he's so absorbed in his research of dark arts, I loath that in a
person more than anything else... Second, because he doesn't care about other people. And
lastly, because a total idiot like him dares to exist and to taint the otherwise bearable world with
his influence." James's eyes had grown cold at the thought of him, Lily was afraid of this side of
James. She loved the warm, affectionate side of him, but knowing that he can be this cold is like
knowing that your diamond has a flaw in it...
Lily: "James... but what if he's not like that, what if he has a heart that's so buried
beneath his exterior that it's turned into a block of ice and just needs someone to melt it out?"
James: "If you're suggesting that you're going to befriend him, good luck. He's got no
heart to uncover, his exterior is the deepest part of him, and on top of all that he's a git.
Lily: "Why are you so cold?" That stung James, he wanted to be complimented, and
maybe, possibly, kissed, not hated like Lily was doing.
James: "I'm sorry. I'm an idiot, I deserve to be yelled at and slapped, I admit it. But
please, not by you..."
Lily got up and left, James watched her as she went out of the portrait hole, was tempted
to follow, but decided that he'd never live it down if he was seen following Lily Evans with hair
that looked like a tornado hit it and no shower yet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Her hair was slightly unbrushed, but at
least she didn't look as bad as James had, or as good in her opinion. She also knew that her face
was probably slightly pink from suppressed rage at James for being so heartless. She sat down
and instead of eating glared at the bacon, passively. She had been sitting there for quite
sometime when someone came and sat down next to her. She turned and was once again facing a
pair of hazel eyes, this time not so cold as the last time she saw them, but still not sparkling like
the night before.
Lily: "Go away."
James: "Go away, yourself."
Lily got up and left, she knew that she'd have to face James someday, but today was not
that day. She was so busy thinking evil thoughts about James that she bumped into someone, a
greasy, hook-nosed someone.
Lily: "Good morning, Snape"
Snape: "leave me alone..."
Lily: "I just want to talk to you"
Snape: "Go talk to your precious Potter, he obviously wants to talk to you. Don't see
what he sees in a mudblood like you."
Lily mustered the urge to slap him, that would just encourage him.
Lily: "Fine, Snivellus, I think I'll keep you here just long enough for James to come and
find you..."
Snape whimpered and fled. Glaring after him, Lily followed. Unknowingly to her, James
had come up behind her.
James: "See? He's not the type you really want to be mixing with. It'd make a great soap-
opera, though. The Beautiful Gryffindor and Greasy Slytherin... I can't see them falling in love
though, maybe the greasy with the beautiful, especially since the beautiful is totally
irresistible..."
Lily: "James... just stop. I know that you like complimenting me while insulting him, but
it's getting old."
It hurt James more than he would admit, but unable to think of anything he went to go sit
outside...
James watched Lily disappear into her dormitory, then he sighed and turned to Sirius.
James: "I'll get my cloak, we'll go eat some pastries and drive them all crazy by
vanishing..."
Sirius laughed at James's plan and soon they were sitting in the balmy night under
James's invisibility cloak eating pastries stolen, or in reality, given to them by the house elves in
the kitchen.
Sirius: "You really like that Evans girl, seeing as she was sitting on your lap, I should
hope you do at least."
James smiled slightly at the memory of her: "Lily's the most amazing girl I've ever
met..." he trailed off for a moment "she's beautiful, not just her body, but her heart and mind. I
feel like she's some type of beautiful piece of pure golden jewelry; she's priceless, precious,
glamorous, and she's so pure that she's soft and if you are too rough with her she'll be ruined."
Sirius: "Prongs, are you going poet on me?"
James: "If music be the food of love, play on..."
Sirius: "I believe that's..."
James: "Shakespeare! My one and only line ever memorized, except that it's really two
lines, but that's alright, I think..."
Sirius: "Whatever, have we tormented them long enough?"
James: "Time for the Quidditch hero to make his grand entry..."
~~~~~~~~~~
Lily's green eyes opened as the sunlight streamed in the window by her bed. She went
down the stairs to the deserted common room and saw that there obviously had been a major
party the night before and the house elves had not had time to clean it yet. She sat down in the
same chair that only the night before she had been pulled into by James...
~~~~~~~
James woke up and shook his already messy hair out of his eyes. He knew that he looked
like a mess, but he'd brush his hair and all that stuff later, he thought, maybe they would still be
some food from that party the night before. He pulled on some robes and walked down the stairs,
one hand automatically reaching up to mess his hair up. He thought no one was up yet, but him,
obviously they're all lazier than he is... He had decided that he'd have to go back to bed when he
saw a slender arm and a lock of the most beautiful red hair draped over the arm of a chair. But
then he realized, it wasn't any chair, it was the chair that he had fallen into with Lily Evans just
the night before...
James went down the stairs quietly, not wanting to disturb her. She seemed oblivious to
him standing behind her.
James: "Lily?"
Lily jerked out of a trance, she had been daydreaming about James again and was
completely startled to see him standing over her.
James: "Sorry if it's a bad time, I just saw you here and wondered if I can join you, I love
watching the dying embers burn..." He sat down in a chair next to Lily, half facing her and half
facing the fire.
Lily: "I've been... well... meaning to ask you something since our first day here..." James
looked at her, catching her eyes he gazed at their green beauty.
James: "Yes...?"
Lily: "About... Well... Severus Snape, I'm just wondering why you hate him..." At the
mention of his name James's eyes went cold momentarily.
James: "Well... first, because he's so absorbed in his research of dark arts, I loath that in a
person more than anything else... Second, because he doesn't care about other people. And
lastly, because a total idiot like him dares to exist and to taint the otherwise bearable world with
his influence." James's eyes had grown cold at the thought of him, Lily was afraid of this side of
James. She loved the warm, affectionate side of him, but knowing that he can be this cold is like
knowing that your diamond has a flaw in it...
Lily: "James... but what if he's not like that, what if he has a heart that's so buried
beneath his exterior that it's turned into a block of ice and just needs someone to melt it out?"
James: "If you're suggesting that you're going to befriend him, good luck. He's got no
heart to uncover, his exterior is the deepest part of him, and on top of all that he's a git.
Lily: "Why are you so cold?" That stung James, he wanted to be complimented, and
maybe, possibly, kissed, not hated like Lily was doing.
James: "I'm sorry. I'm an idiot, I deserve to be yelled at and slapped, I admit it. But
please, not by you..."
Lily got up and left, James watched her as she went out of the portrait hole, was tempted
to follow, but decided that he'd never live it down if he was seen following Lily Evans with hair
that looked like a tornado hit it and no shower yet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Her hair was slightly unbrushed, but at
least she didn't look as bad as James had, or as good in her opinion. She also knew that her face
was probably slightly pink from suppressed rage at James for being so heartless. She sat down
and instead of eating glared at the bacon, passively. She had been sitting there for quite
sometime when someone came and sat down next to her. She turned and was once again facing a
pair of hazel eyes, this time not so cold as the last time she saw them, but still not sparkling like
the night before.
Lily: "Go away."
James: "Go away, yourself."
Lily got up and left, she knew that she'd have to face James someday, but today was not
that day. She was so busy thinking evil thoughts about James that she bumped into someone, a
greasy, hook-nosed someone.
Lily: "Good morning, Snape"
Snape: "leave me alone..."
Lily: "I just want to talk to you"
Snape: "Go talk to your precious Potter, he obviously wants to talk to you. Don't see
what he sees in a mudblood like you."
Lily mustered the urge to slap him, that would just encourage him.
Lily: "Fine, Snivellus, I think I'll keep you here just long enough for James to come and
find you..."
Snape whimpered and fled. Glaring after him, Lily followed. Unknowingly to her, James
had come up behind her.
James: "See? He's not the type you really want to be mixing with. It'd make a great soap-
opera, though. The Beautiful Gryffindor and Greasy Slytherin... I can't see them falling in love
though, maybe the greasy with the beautiful, especially since the beautiful is totally
irresistible..."
Lily: "James... just stop. I know that you like complimenting me while insulting him, but
it's getting old."
It hurt James more than he would admit, but unable to think of anything he went to go sit
outside...