a/n ms. buggers here with my first story. hopefully, you will read and give me a review. oh yes.. this story is inspired by the novel can you keep a secret by sophie kinsella.

disclaimer I own nothing you recognize, and evrything you don't. simple concept.

Arriving sometime this week. James Potter, arriving sometime this week. As I recall what Moody had said, this week. Six days have past, and now is the morning of the seventh day, and he still hasn't come. If I'm right, there are seven days in a week. Now is the seventh day since the announcement; he still isn't here. Wait a second - why am I thinking about this? I don't care! I DON'T! There, that's settled.

Ok, so like, it's almost lunch break. I'm just waiting for Serene. Oh! I didn't say who Serene is. Well, she's one of my best friends at the office. Serene Parapara too is an auror in training, with an assistant whom she dislikes too. I don't know what it is about assistances, but they can just piss the shit out of you. She came from America, and I met her here. She told me she wanted to train in England. I told her she was crazy. Anyway, everyday for lunch, Serene and I would always go to the cafe across the street and stay an extra 20 minutes out. No one minds, nor anyone cares. They don't even notice if anyone's missing. They're totally thick. Oh yeah, when we're tired of work, either Serene will come over to me or me to her, and we'd say something like 'the boss would like to speak with you' as an excuse, and we'd just go out for a coffee and talk. Everyone buys it, seeing as our boss, Lorin Winchester, is so old he forgets what he's doing. That's why we have Moody; he actually knows what everyone is doing. He knows that Serene and I skip, but he lets us get away with it. He stopped us once and said that with us going out, we might be able to 'investigate'. Seriously, investigate? He too can be a bit dense.

Before I know what's happening, I feel a tug at my arm, and there's Serene, her long raven black hair all messy, with an excited flush around her face. I grabbed my purse without a word and both of us rushed down across the street and sat down. Don't worry, we usually leave 10 minutes before lunch starts anyway. So we both sat, I ordered a pasta and she ordered a sandwhich. And the daily dish of dirt began.

"Didya hear?" she asked excitedly, taking a sip from her water. Serene was a pretty person. With a pretty big personality.

"No, as I have no idea what you're talking bout," I told her, taking a sip from my own water and leaning back into the comfortable cushions of my chair.

"Bernice is expecting!"

"What?!?!"

"I KNOW!!"

Okay, like.. WOW. This is uber big news! Bernice, one of the office's top Aurors is expecting! No way! I looked around the cafe to find people staring at us with odd looks. I shrugged and was about to turn back to Serene when I noticed something. A mop of messy black hair. Honestly, people these days. It wouldn't hurt picking up a comb and brushing your hair would it? It's not that hard... wait a minute.. messy black hair.. it can't be -

"And it's not Tim's!" Serene's voice said with hush, but I heard it all. Immediately, all my thoughts stopped and my attention turned back to her. Tim was Bernice's husband. What on earth was Serene talking about? "Excuse me?" I asked in disbelief. All she did was nod her head. My mouth dropped.

"Apparantly, she had an affair - don't ask why, I dont know - and Tim has no clue. He thinks it's his kid. Quite sad really," she explained with a look of pity.

Our conversation had grew on more. Yes, I like to gossip. Every girl does, and those who deny it are lying. I noticed the messy hair guy sit a table behind with his back to us. I did not give him another thought. Eventually, our conversation turned to my date with Jeremy I had last night.

"When we got home, I was so tired," I started to tell her. "But he insisted on having sex. And I didn't want him to go all 'are you okay? Are you feeling well?' on me. You know how he is, stupid big worrier. So I just spent last night with him again. Wasted!"

"Oh Lily, Jeremy's not that bad," Serene stated with a look of pure honesty. "Besides, it's not like he's bad or anything is he?"

"No, but really. He keeps insisting on finding the g-spot. So far, he hasn't succeeded. Not even close. Oh, and he asked me what size I was the night before."

Serene spit out her sandwhich. "He asked your size?" she asked me.

"Yeah!" I exclaimed. "So, I told him size four, when I'm really a six. I just thought he was curious. So last night he presents a pair of underwear to me. Size four. And I had to act all happy, and made an excuse to wear them infront of him and shoved them in my drawer."

"Panties? How romantic!!"

"They were shit ugly!!! And it's well known that I like to pick every single garment first handed that I put on myself. But it was a nice gesture. They're not that bad I guess.. and even if I liked them, I couldn't wear them without losing weight."

The both of us had started to laugh, and our conversation had turned into other gossip, about our co-workers. How we both hate Farris and how I poured another serum into her coffee this morning, when Matthew Gurgis had farted while bending over, and all the other things.

"Is it just me, or do you think Sirius Black is hot?" Serene suddenly said, making me startle. Sirius Black? Hot?

"Sirius Black. You think Sirius Black is hot?" I questioned, with a look a disgust forming my face.

"I dont know what it is you have against him Lily, but I think he's cute. That's all," she said airly, and went back to the other half of her sandwhich.

"But... WHY?!" I asked, not able to digest anymore.

"Why not?" a voice had stated. Both of us froze on the spot. I turned slowly around to look behind me. A man around our age sat there, sipping a mug of coffee. He had messy black hair, horn-rimmed glasses, and a smirk on his face. James Potter.

"Well, Lily Evans," he started, his voice already irriating me. "Long time no see. You've gotten even prettier, if that's possible."

If that had come from someone else, I would've blushed. If that had come from someone else, I would've been nice. But it didn't come from someone else. It just had to come from James Potter.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice with calm. But inside, I was seething.

"Haven't you heard? I've come in for training," he replied smartly, and winked at Serene. She stiffled a girlish giggle.

"You come in NOW? Weren't you suppossed to come in a week ago?" I asked, with a suspicious look.

"I said sometime this week. If I'm right, the week hasn't passed. But I'm surprised you counted the days, Evans. Are you happy to see me? I'm sure happy to see you."

"I - I.. You're late for work! You were suppossed to be in twenty minutes ago!"

"Well, if I'm correct, so were you." He sat back with an amused grin and looked at me. It took quite a bit of self control to not throw my cup of water at him. Hey.. if he overheard the Sirius Black bit, he must've over heard -

"It's great to know how you hate your assistant Lily," he suddenly said, with the evil grin he used to whenever he pranked someone. "And it's nice to know what size you truly are. But don't expect to get any lingerie from me - I wouldn't want you to throw a fit." He smiled one last time, got up and payed for his check. He gave one final wave towards Serene and walked out the door. Both our mouths were still agape. He heard! He heard everything!! Why is this SO not cool?!

We quickly got up, paid, and rushed back to the office. And there, we found almost every single girl who worked there younger than 22 surrounding something. "And this here is James Potter," announced a broad voice. I turned my head to see Sirius Black, striding beside Potter. I marched back to my desk and continued with my paper work. All those squealing girls, flirting, playing hard to get, with Potter. And I'm going to have to face this day, after day, after day. Soon, I will be so stressed that my hair will fall out. And having my hair fall out is not a good thing - I've tried so many serums just to get it this silky and soft.

Just then, James Potter had come up to my desk. He rested his arms against one of my moveable walls and plopped his head unto his arms. He looked at me with a big handsome grin. I almost felt myself smiling along with him, but caught myself and turned it into a scowl. What is wrong with me???

"Didn't expect you to get back so early Lily," he said, raising an eyebrow. I raised mine in return. I looked down and tried to concentrate on my work.

"Hi, I'm Farris Rubaro. And you are..?" Farris had come beside James. Of course she knew who he was. Stupid flirt, just trying to flirt her fucking face off in-fucking-front of me. Well, it's not going to work, seeing as I have no feeling towards James Potter except detest.

"James Potter," he replied offhandedly, not even turning around to look at her. I tried to hold back a laugh. James too seemed to be enjoying himself in making me laugh. Well, I will not laugh with him. I stopped my laughter instantly.

"Oh! The new auror Mr. Moody told us would be arriving!" she said, her voice suddenly all bubbly. She is so desperate. Well, maybe James does like her and he's just shy to face her. Maybe.

"Er.. yeah, that's right. So Farris, I was thinking of having a coffee. Would you like one?" James had asked, and flicked an evil smile towards me. I looked back, feeling totally betrayed. He heard about this morning. I forgot.

"Oh, sure, I'll show you!" she announced, and was about to rush until James held her back.

"Actually," he stared, eyeing me. I eyed him back. "Why don't you come with me Lily? We have some catching up to do."

"Ok - what?" Farris recollected what he said to her. "How do you know Lily?"

"Oh, we're old friends."

He pulled me up and I stifly walked beside him. I caught a glimpse of Serene laughing with mirth at me. That girl can be such an evil bitch sometimes. I led him over to the coffee table and turned to face him. He instantly took a step back, as he was holding a cup of hot water.

"Don't you EVER tell ANYONE what you heard today!" I threatened him. My face started to heat up. If James looked scared, he showed nothing of it. He put the coffee mix into his water, poured some milk, cream and sugar and stirred, taking no notice of me. After he sipped his coffee he looked down at me. I can't really say looked down, seeing as we're practically the same height. He just happened to be half an inch taller.

"Of course I won't," he said, for once serious. "I'm not one to spill anyone's secrets." I narrowed my eyes at him. He really was serious. I sighed heavily and started to walk back towards the office.

"But, don't blame me if I make any occassional slips like just now," he suddenly stated, catching up towards me. He clasped a hand to my shoulder, and walked past me. All I could do was stand there with my mouth ajar.