(A/N) WOW! I never thought this story would be good enough to get 50 reviews! Over 50, actually. Thank you, to all of my readers! You made this author's note possible!

I think Lily and James will start to be half decent to each other soon. Hopefully. In my next story, the sequel to this one, they will start to like each other more and more. Well, in the next story, James will probably just try harder to win Lily's heart. I can put more stuff about them kissing or something, because they're in their 6th year. They are in their 1st year right now. Remember that when you don't see anything of them kissing or anything. They are 11.

I just realized that I haven't updated forever! I'm so sorry! I hope I haven't lost any of my readers because of my brain…I've been thinking so much over the past month. And you may have realized that I have started a new story. I was focusing on that for a week or two, but now I'm just going to do both of the stories. And this story will probably be about 17 chapters long. So yeah. There you go, my apology.

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter and I'm not making any profit off of this story.

Chapter 12- If Looks Could Kill

As Lily walked away from James in the hall, her mind was racing. She thought she actually floated all the way to Gryffindor Tower, she was so happy. She had never smiled this big anytime before in her life.

What seemed like in a matter of minutes, Lily was standing in front of her trunk. She tore through it, looking for the ugliest clothes she could find. She finally decided on a highlighter blue shirt, and a pair of ripped, baggy jeans. She threw them on, and smirked at her image in the mirror. The neon blue clashed horribly with her hair. The jeans made her look like a hobo.

And now for makeup, she thought deviously to herself.

Lily walked over to where Katie's makeup was lying. She looked at all of it carefully, and then looked at the door. When she figured no one was going to come, she grabbed the nearest piece of makeup.

Eyeliner, she read quietly to herself. Well, I guess it's supposed to line your eyes.

Lily had never worn or put on makeup by herself before. But instead of discouraging her, it made her plan more workable. She put on the eyeliner really sloppy, and then looked at her image.

She had the black liner on really messy. She hadn't really done it on purpose. Lily's hand was shaking the whole time she was putting it on. She attempted to straighten out the curved line, but managed to jab the pencil into her eyes instead. Her eye started to water, and that just added to the effect.

"Perfect!" she said to herself. Lily knew she was over-reacting just a little bit, but she had to get James off her back. She knew her popularity would drop extremely, like dropping off a 200-foot cliff because she was dressing and looked this way. But Lily didn't care about those things. She walked out of the dorm room and down the flight of stairs backed up by the adrenaline rush she was having. It was only when the common room came into sight did it finally wear out.

As soon as the first person could see her, everyone stopped talking and looked at her. A second later, they all started whispering and pointing at her. Lily had half the mind to run back up the stairs and never come out of her bed again, but she was determined to come face to face with James.

Slowly, she started walking through the mob of people. A couple ofpeople tried to trip her, and quite a few actually hissed at her. Literally hissed, like a cat would.

There goes my drop down the cliff, Lily thought bitterly to herself. She scowled at anyone who got in her way after that. Someone hissed at her again, and she turned around and boxed him in the stomach. He fell over on to the ground, winded. A couple of his friends bent over him to see if he was okay.

Lily slowly pushed her way through the crowd, until she came to the seat that James normally occupied. He wasn't there, so Lily scanned the area around the fire.

Her eyes came to rest on the darkest corner in the room. Lily's eyes widened as she saw the scene in front of her. Her eyes started to water, and she ran as fast as she could back up into her bed. The sounds of people laughing followed her up the stairs, and the unforgettable noise rang in her head as she cried on her pillow.

The vision of James and Hilary making out was imprinted in her brain. No matter what she tried, the scene would not leave her. Her worst enemy, and her supposed 'secret lover', had both made her look like a fool. She was going to be considered the low-life of the school for the rest of her schooling days.

And it was all James's fault.

Actually, Lily had felt a knot form in her stomach, as she stood there dazed in the common room. Lily suddenly realized that it wasn't embarassment, but jealousy. She was actually jealous of Hilary.

Through her tears, she uttered a small laugh. She hated James. She despised him. He was her absolute worst enemy.

But is he? She thought to herself. They were nothing alike. She was smart, he was reckless. She was herself, he acted like a jock. Or was it the other way around?

Lily didn't know. She fell into an uneasy slumber, still thinking about these things. She had a lot on her mind lately.

(A/N) Okay that chapter was short, mainly because that was all I had in my head for right now. I hope you still like this story, even though it hasn't been updated for a long time! I will update way sooner, I promise!

Ciao,

Love from Ritz.