The battle of love

Summary: James loves Lily, Lily hates James. Or does she? When James decides to change his ways in order for Lily to notice him, she notices what she should have known years ago. Now Read this story! Read it and weep! Sorry… Read and Review.

Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling so I do not own any of the following characters. She does.

A/N: Thankyou to my reviewers! (Piper-Loves-Leo was the first, but I waited until more had their say.)

Piper-Loves-Leo – Thankyou so much for reviewing. Your dogs sound so cute! In reference to my story… I thought it was a genius plan (the marriage proposal) – with out the genius bit. HERE IS THE UPDATE! : ) : D : P : : 0

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Chapter Eleven – The hoof and beak

I said that I'd think about it.

And I am.

I'd say… A little too much, perhaps?

It's the day divination homework is due.

I couldn't write the truth in the diary of what Prongs is thinking, even for five minutes a day. I had to make it up. But then she will know. Will she? Yes – she can see the past. Oh well… I made up some stuff about pranks on Peeves. They… We do that a lot.

Here goes.

'As you come in, place your homework on the table beside me.'

I did so, as did everyone else that walked in.

'By the way… I have gone into the future to see the turn-out of all the marriage proposals and I am happy to say that two of them will succeed. Yes – two out of three. Those are that of the Gardener's and that of a weasel.'

Everyone looked at Potter and Weasley. She was too obvious. But she foretold that I would be married to Prongs? How cool. She just helped me decide. I was leaning onto one side of the fence, and she pushed me over. And Arthur will be married to…

Who's he looking at? Ah yes – Molly. They will make a fine couple.

And I will be married to Prongs.

Will be.

I looked at Prongs. He was looking back. He raised one eyebrow, and quickly put it back down. I answered by fluttering my eyelids.

'Those people…' Proff.Gazing continued. 'Should re-do their homework. I trust that it is, for the moment, inaccurate. Would that be so?'

Molly, Arthur, James and I nodded.

'See me after class to correct it, please.'

I paid no attention to class after that whatsoever. I was thinking about something else – James and I together. And Molly and Arthur together. Who would have thought that they would have their hand asked in marriage in class though mind – reading?

Strange.

Before I knew it, Proff.Gazing was calling the remaining four over.

I corrected my homework, put my hand in Prong's and was about to leave when Proff.Gazing stopped us and said…

'You know what will happen in they future, but I forbid it to give you permission to fool around. In any of your classes. Weasley – If you want to be in the ministry of magic, misuse of muggle artefacts, then you must pay attention in muggle studies especially. Evans and Potter - if you want to both be ararours, then you must pay attention in all the classes that you are attending, especially potions, divination and defence against the dark arts. That is all I have to say. Goodbye.'

With that, we left. I was talking to Molly, and James was talking to Arthur.

'Good on you Molly! I had no idea…'

'Neither did I about you. We'll be the two women that had their marriage proposal while reading their husband-to-be's mind.'

'I know. Isn't it weird?'

'Yeah. Of course. Of all the places.'

'And times…'

Soon after that Molly and I were best of friends. Now I was happy. I payed attention in all my classes. I was going to be an ararour, and marry James Potter. I had many friends. They were Molly, Peter, Arthur, Remus, Sirius and James.

Wouldn't it be great if it stayed that way?

I know it will.

It will!

A/N: No. This is not the end of the story. No. there are no more twists. Yes. This will go on until Harry is born. Which will be in a long while. They still have to…

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