Oh this is really awful. It's full of passive verbs. Something I'm desperately trying to avoid. Anyway, it's fairly long and I hope you like it. I know I have horrid punctuation but please try to overlook my misplaced commas. I own nothing..none of these songs or anything Harry Potter related except for Morgan.

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You've got your dum bfriends

I know what they say

They tell you I'm difficult

But so are they

But they don't know me

Do they even know you?

All the things you hide from me

All the shit that you do

You were all the things I thought I knew

And I thought we could be

Finally, it was time for the most anticipated Quidditch match of the year and it fell between two of the greatest rivals ever to exist in the history of magic. Slytherin versus Gryffindor and it promised to be incredibly intense. Already there were small quarrels breaking out in the school hallways. A Slytherin girl found herself utterly bewitched so that she could only say things like, "Gryffindor is the best!" and "I'd love to shag Sirius Black." Unfortunately, this girl happened to be the steady girlfriend of the keeper on the Slytherin team. He was especially peeved when she cried out, "James Potter is so much better at snogging than you." By the time the day of the match approached, it looked like there was going to be an all out brawl.

On the morning of the match Lucius Malfoy, the bitter rival of James Potter, approached the Gryffindor breakfast table. A hush fell over the cafeteria. James was seated quietly at the end of the table, sipping his coffee and reading The Daily Prophet. When they stood next to each other, which didn't happen often, the two men were like day and night. Lucius' fair looks clashed with James' dark coloring, but despite that one small difference, James and Lucius were very much alike. Along with their cockiness, general sexual appeal, and talented Quidditch skills, both shared an extreme distaste for the other.

Lucius paused right in front of James, blocking his reading light. He leaned over James, his platinum hair falling appealingly over his detached blue eyes, "Are you ready to lose Potter?"

James laughed and stood up. He casually threw an arm around Lucius' neck, "Oh Lucius. Why not drop this playful banter? I believe we could really be good chums. We're ambitious, arrogant, incredibly handsome, and we come from two of the most powerful families in the magical community. Oh wait. Now I remember why we could never be friends," his voice dropped to a whisper, "I believe your lower anatomy is a bit too insufficient, if you know what I mean. Running around with me might bruise your ego."

Lucius stiffened at his touch and coolly shrugged James' grip off, "Oh well said, Potter. Your creative insults always manage to refresh my mind."

James rolled his eyes, "Lucius, do you ever drop that icy façade or does it really work that well for you?"

"Just wait, you faggot. All your clever little comments won't save you on the field. I'll wipe that arrogant smirk off your face with my broom." Lucius stalked off away from James.

"Oh bravo Lucius. That was an incredible show of vocabulary. Really spectacular. Faggot, that's very creative." James called after the seething Slytherin and he chuckled.

Later on that day Sirius was looking for James. He knew exactly where to find him. James had specific traditions that must be fulfilled before important games. The most obligatory ritual for James was to shower in the locker room for at least an hour. He always sat on a small bench in the middle of the open shower with his head in his hands, feeling the warm water run down his back. This is where Sirius found him and he paused at the door of the shower,

"Would you mind throwing a towel across your naked body while I talk to you?"

James jumped slightly at the interruption, but grudgingly threw a towel over his naked body, "You know I don't like to be disturbed when I'm thinking about the upcoming game."

Sirius nodded, "You have a visitor though. Thought you might like to know."

James laid down on the bench and shut his eyes, "Who is it?"

"Lily."

He sat up, forgetting he had only a towel draped loosely around his hips, "I'll be right out."

Sirius covered his eyes and scrambled away from James, "Jesus Christ, James. I do not appreciate seeing your genitals. I might not be able to play Quidditch after this. I'll see the ball and just picture your hideous.thing."

As he wrapped the towel more securely around his waist, James grimaced at his friend's immature behavior, "Aww Sirius. Its only because you've never seen one that big."

Sirius straightened up instantly, "You bloody bitch." He tackled James to the ground and the pair wrestled around on the floor. Sirius locked James between his arms and shoved his face into his armpit. James instantly maneuvered himself around so Sirius was trapped between his legs. At this point Lily entered the locker room.

Her thinly shaped eyebrow was skeptically raised and she tilted her head to one side, "You know James, I always suspected you were gay."

James and Sirius sprung apart. They coughed uncomfortably and tried to explain.

"You see Lily"

"We were just having a bit of fun"

She held up a hand, "No need to explain boys. I think I'm quite capable to assess the situation on my own."

Sirius and James stood up, blushing and mumbling under their breath.

Lily grinned, "Anyway, I was wondering if I could have a word with James before the match."

James looked at Sirius, "Yes. Of course."

Sirius left the room watching them out of the corner of his eye and as soon as he was out of their sight he eagerly ran to find Remus and Peter. He gleefully grabbed a nearby girl and shook her, "They're going to fuck!" Then he ran off.

Lily nervously stepped towards James. She was about to take the advice of Morgan and she was frightfully scared that, for once, Morgan's infinite wisdom would prove to be disastrous. James looked up at her with his deep eyes and Lily felt her stomach drop. He was so incredibly good-looking.

"Was there something you wanted to talk about?"

Lily straightened up and thrust her chest forward, "Actually, I didn't come here to talk."

James blinked, "Well, what did you have in mind? A game of chess, perhaps?"

At this point Lily was scared out of her mind but she forced herself to perform the most daring thing she had ever done. She thought James looked very sexy, wearing nothing but a white towel tied loosely right below his hips. His black hair was flattened to his head from the water and his skin glistened. Seductively, she strutted towards James, hoping that she wouldn't trip. She was wearing a simple, knee-length, red skirt that emphasized her long, lean legs and a black collared T-shirt. He rose to meet her and with two steps Lily was in his arms. His hand snaked down her back, caressing her silky skin. Lily savored the kiss and she was delighted to be this close to his toned body. With one smooth, practiced move James lifted Lily onto a bench and placed his body over hers. She ran her hands over his muscles and gently pushed away from him. James' lips sought hers questioningly.

Lily blushed, "Not so fast. I only came to wish you good luck."

James stared down at her. He was incredibly turned on right before a match and Lily was to do nothing about it.

"You mean, after all that, you're just going to leave?"

Lily started, surprised that James would react this way, "Well, yes. I hadn't really expected it to go any further."

James sat up abruptly and Lily tumbled from his lap onto the floor.

"Bloody hell. Don't you know how hard it is for me to focus before Quidditch?" James stood up and began to pace as he lectured Lily.

Lily shrank against the row of lockers and mutely watched James.

"I mean, seriously, you come in here looking hot as hell and then you make out with me. Now, you want to leave without finishing the job?"

"I guess I didn't think about it like that." she stammered.

"Bloody right. Just get out. I need to masturbate now."

Lily's head snapped up and she blushed a deep red, "You what?"

James glanced at her sharply and ran a hand through his hair swiftly, "Masturbate. You know, to pleasure oneself. Don't tell me you've never done it?"

"As a matter of fact I haven't."

No wonder you're such a bitch, James thought but aloud he said, "You should try it. Really releases the mind."

Lily turned away from him and walked out of the room, hoping to salvage the small respect she had left for James.

James laughed softly and called, "Thanks for at least providing a suitable fantasy."

She shuddered and wondered why she felt so strongly for James. After all, the bloke was just a pig trapped in a gorgeous man's body.

Morgan stood up in the Gryffindor section and waved frantically to Lily.

"Over here darling! I've got two seats for us." As usual she looked spectacular. She was wearing a red and yellow scarf wrapped tightly around her neck. Her blue denim jeans hugged her hips and a lovely black turtleneck completed the outfit.

Lily felt the crisp, fall air blow across her face and she felt chilly. She conjured up a warm, fleece jacket and eagerly accepted the hot cocoa Morgan gave her.

"I can't wait for the match to start. I'm sure it will be fantastic. By the way, how did it go with James?"

Lily moaned and put her head in hers hands, "Perfectly awful. I made out with him and it was going great but then I didn't want to go that far and he freaked out."

Morgan shrugged, "The best laid plans often go awry."

"What comforting advice." her friend said wryly.

"Shh. The match is about to start. We'll talk later."

The two girls turned eagerly towards the pitch and began to cheer along with their fellow house members. Both teams entered with incredible arrogance. Sirius and James led the Gryffindor team and Lucius was strutting in front of Slytherin. Much to Lily's disgust, James began to dance around the pitch furiously pumping his arms in the air. Sirius instantly ran over to join him and the two took of their robes and flashed their naked chests to the entire Hogwarts student body and staff. The crowd roared and a few girls even fainted.

"Oh bloody hell." Lily said and eyed the shrieking girls next to her with disdain.

Morgan stopped cheering and leaned over to Lily, "Remember that was you just a few weeks ago."

Lily looked around in her horror, "Morgan, why didn't you tranquilize me?"

Madam Hooch severely reprimanded both boys for their inexcusable show of nudity and vanity. Afterwards she told Sirius he needed to stay after the match for a more specific type of punishment. Sirius grinned cheekily and smacked her lightly on the bum. Lucius and James shook hands and both teams few into the air. Remus and Peter were the announcers for the game because they were amiable and knew enough about the sport. However, despite all their skills it was mostly because Remus had sex with Madam Hooch his sixth year. In her day she was considered quite the beauty.

Peter began to talk into his microphone, "Another lovely fall day at Hogwarts and I can feel the anticipation radiating from the crowd. This is the first match for Slytherin and Gryffindor to face off. Both teams possess incredible talent. Slytherin has a new player, David Glass, eager to prove his worth against his house rival. I'm sure it will be an incredible game."

"Right you are Peter and here we go," Remus took over the narration at the start of the game, "Madam Hooch throws the quaffle into the air and Black swoops down to start the game off with Gryffindor possession. The game starts off with a brilliant act of aggression committed by Black on Slytherin chaser, Randolph Maximus. Black strikes Maximus over the head with his boot and zooms towards the goal. I certainly hope Slytherin keeper, Hugh Castlereagh, can keep his head because Black has an arm like a slingshot. Sure enough, YES BLACK SCORES. Ten points for Gryffindor. What a spectacular shot."

Far above the crowd, James let out a yell of congratulations for Black. He was drifting on his broom waiting for a glimpse of the snitch. Malfoy was across the pitch and he appeared to be doing the same. Meanwhile, on the ground the game was heating up.

Slytherin beater, David Glass, was streaking down the field next to Randolph Maximus. He eagerly batted away any bludger that came close to his chaser. One of the most talented Gryffindor keepers, Sandra McKnight, was ready. She was poised for action and prepared to block Maximus' shot. Unfortunately, a nearby bludger came near Glass and he aimed it neatly at Sandra's head. The force knocked her off the broom and she went spiraling to the ground, leaving Maximus an open shot.

Remus was standing and furiously shaking his fist at Glass. "You lousy coward. The only way for your team to score is to decimate our keeper! Wait till you get off the field, mate. I'll show you what pain is."

Glass floated by on his broom and flashed Remus a cocky smile.

Remus huffily sat back in his seat, "Bloody hell. I'll kill him." Instantly he turned red because he forgot the microphone was only ten inches away from him, "Right then. Back to the game."

The game continued to be intense as the score escalated. Both teams were incredibly talented. Finally, the score was tied at 200-200. James was beginning to grow desperate. There was no sign of the snitch. Suddenly he saw gold glinting on the far side of the field. With a quick glance at Malfoy he flattened his body to the broomstick and raced to his goal. Malfoy was quick to see James zooming towards the snitch and he quickly followed suit.

"Remus! I believe James has caught sight of the snitch. Yes, it appears that he is desperately trying to beat Malfoy. Get it James!" Peter leaned over the edge of the stadium and dangerously risked falling to his death.

Eventually, Lucius caught up and the pair was neck in neck. Black hair lashing against Malfoy's blonde. Both hands were stretched out but James pulled away and quickly brought his broom back against Lucius, trying to knock him off his broom.

"Nice try Potter." Lucius laughed.

"Well, it distracted you well enough," and James pulled up quickly because the snitch had changed directions while Lucius was busy trying to straighten his broom. He wheeled about and streaked after the snitch.

"Fuck," Malfoy cried out and tried to turn as well but he didn't have enough time and smashed into the Slytherin goalpost.

James was inches away and stretched his fingers farther. He felt his hands grasp the snitch and happiness enveloped his heart. He zoomed high into the air, amid the screams and cheers of his peers. When James reached a suitable height, he dove back to the ground and pulled up at the last second. Applause rang out and all his team members pulled him from his broom to mob him on the field. Sirius and James hugged and then James winked,

"Watch this."

He mounted his broom and flew over to the Gryffindor section. James searched through the house to find Lily. When he spotted her, he gently guided his broom to her and offered his hand, "Care to join me on my victory lap?"

Lily smirked, eager to get her revenge, and was about to turn him down when she felt Morgan nudging her. Her emerald eyes gazed up at James in distrust and he smiled prettily. Lily stood and James clasped her around the waist and threw her slight body behind him. Lily gasped at the sudden increase in height and quickly remembered her fear of falling. She wrapped her arms around James and buried her head into his back.

"Don't be afraid. This is the only place I am myself," James whispered.

Lily looked at the back of James' head and thought those words were the truest ones she ever heard James say. He waved to the cheering crowd as they slowly flew around the stadium. Some girls even threw roses at James and he caught one for Lily. Lily smiled softly and then out of the corner of her eye she saw an object hurtling towards her head. It was a rotten egg. She ducked and the egg narrowly missed her. Lily looked around in confusion. She saw several jealous girls sitting in the Hufflepuff section and gave them the finger. James laughed at her show of aggression and slowly spiraled to the ground. He lifted her down from the broom and the two joined the boisterous crowd, heading towards the castle.

"That was a fantastic game," Lily said excitedly, "When you and Lucius were racing I just thought I would die from the excitement."

James grinned and glanced at her, "Yeah, I knew I would get it though."

"A bit cocky, are we?"

James stopped and looked at her seriously, "Not cocky. I just know. Good always triumphs over evil, especially when it comes to heroes like myself."

Lily giggled, "Aren't you being a bit presumptuous, calling Malfoy evil?"

James shrugged and continued walking, "Lucius is pure evil. If you knew him like I knew him you would understand."

She fell into step next to him, "You're a bit odd. I can never interpret your mixed signals. Sometimes it seems like you genuinely like me and other times" Lily trailed off and looked away.

James knew she would address him at one point about his random behavior and he took a deep breath. However, before he could begin a shrill voice drifted from the castle.

"Jamesy! Jamesy, dear!" A tiny figure came running down the path, her arms waving wildly.

"Oh no," James whispered. A look of horror creeping over his face, "Oh no."

The tiny figure flung herself into James' arms, "Oh my baby. You were the best. I've only seen your father fly like the way you do. Baby boy." And she burst into tears.

James awkwardly patted her back, "Lily, this is my mother. Mother, meet Lily Evans."

The tearful woman looked up from James' shoulder. She was not what most people would consider beautiful, but she was certainly striking. Her ebony hair was wrapped tightly to her head and black eyes stared back at Lily.

"Are you part of the Evans family from Lancaster?" The odd woman asked Lily.

"No," Lily stuttered, "From London."

"Hmm, I've never heard of any Evans from London. I'll have to look into your family."

James blushed, "Mum, her family is muggles."

Mrs. Potter drew her breath in sharply, "Really? Well, that's all very good and done." She turned back to James and whispered, "Muggles, you say? Are you quite sure?"

James looked away, embarrassed, "Mum, shut up."

His mother smiled brightly at Lily, "Well, we all have to make due with what we have. James, shall we continue to the dining hall? Your father is waiting."

Lily was visibly stung by the subtle insult and James could tell, but he only shrugged helplessly. Mrs. Potter linked arms with James and the pair ambled their way to the castle. Lily stared at the ground, her eyes smarting, and followed behind. The thing that hurt the most was the fact that James did nothing. He only shrugged and escorted his mother away. Lily felt cheated. She thought James was beginning to open up and then another interruption dragged him further away from her. Once again her heart was broken by the mystery that was James Potter.

ok all done for now but I've got some good ideas for the next chapter. So please read and review or else I might have to start threatening like the other authors do. 25 reviews before the next chapter. Haha just joking. How about five reviews before the next chapter? Does that suit everyone? Oh well. This wasn't that interesting of a chapter, more of a filler to introduce James' lovely mother. Let me know what you think.

Carrie