A/n: Jumps up and down in joy. I got reviews. Two! Weeeeeeeeee. (I know i am a nerd, but this is what I like, and a little positive reinforcement goes a long way.). I will get to the reviewers at the end of this chapter, which I thought of right in the middle of Church Wed. night, but couldn't find a pen, so I am just bursting to get it out. So hold on tight, cuz here we go with my second chapter in this story. Sit back, relax, enjoy, and above all, REVIEW!

The Truth isn't far behind me

Chapter Two

Two for dinner?

No one was supposed to know about the lipstick (Lily had sworn both Dana and Olive to secrecy), but as was the norm in Hogwarts, everyone did indeed know, and it was ruining Lily's life. She couldn't go hardly anywhere without some comment about her secret love of James, which was such a pity, since she had spent the last five years squashing any hope for the two of them on the grapevine. Lily knew that there was no possible way that things could get worse for her. But then they did.

The day that the Hogwarts students were all off towards home for the summer, dawned hazy and gray, such dreadful weather for traveling. Lily felt as though the weather was complimenting her on her continuous foul mood for the past week and a half, and it made her all the fouler. She woke soar and groggy, feeling as though she hadn't slept at all, and noticed that something was amiss in the dorm.

She sat bolt upright in her bed and looked around, suddenly suspicious. At first she saw nothing, then slowly, as though some one had shone a spotlight, she became aware of the muddy footprints leading up to her bed. For a fleeting moment, she was sure that some one was under her bed, lurking and waiting for her, but then she remembered there was hardly enough space for her diary under the bed, much less a person. Realization dawned on Lily like a splash of cold water on a scorching day. Ever so slowly, holding her breath, Lily peeled back the covers of her bed, and gasped. There was all the evidence needed, her legs and feet were covered with mud. She'd done it again. The only question was, what exactly had she done this time.

When Lily finally had her feet decently clean, she rushed off down the stairs to the common room, noticing with a sickening stomach that the footprints continued all the way. There was an excited buzz in the common room that died instantly when she entered as all eyes turned instantaneously to her. She felt as though she were walking the 'mile' before death as she crossed the room, all eyes following her.

Lily snapped. "STOP LOOKING AT ME!"

The room jumped as a whole, and all eyes were averted, the buzz resuming.

Lily's heart sank as she followed the on going foot prints, they were leading her straight to the grounds, where she was sure to lose the muddy footprints in the, well, in the mud. She needn't have worried. As soon as she stepped out she realized what she'd done, and it made her want to cry.

There in the main yard, was the largest, pinkest, most gruesome sparkling banner Lily had ever seen. It read, "James, oh won't you please be mine". Older students were laughing at it, while younger stood in awe and adoration. Lily just gawked. She couldn't have done this. There was no way she could produce corporeal magic while she was sleeping. Lily covered her face and ran, rather blindly, away, past the castle, and wound up on the far side of the lake, angry, frustrated tears showing on her splotchy face.

How was she doing this? More importantly, why? She'd spent the better part of her life convincing every one that she detested this boy, and all his arrogant glory, and now her unconsciousness was betraying her. It figured that this would happen to her, but at least this was the last day of term, and she could go home to her parents' warmth.

Lily didn't remember going to sleep, but suddenly some one poking her incessantly in her side was awakening her.

"Evans. Um, Evans? Hey, wake up!"

Lily groaned, and cracked an eye.

"Potter? What... get away from me!"

She sat up and shoved him away angrily. It was all coming back to her.

"hmm, some thanks I get for coming to get you so you wouldn't miss the train! Besides, you should be worshiping me, I obliterated that little memo you left for me. And, trust me, I'm yours." He was smiling at her cockily.

"Rust off Potter! You know as well as I do that I am not… that I have no conscious memory of those stupid, meaningless messages, besides, everyone already saw it, so you've done me no favors." She stood up abruptly and stalked away across the lake.

"Ah, quit running away from me Evans. If you would just let me talk, you'd know that I knew who was doing this to you!"

That stopped her, all right.

"O.k. Potter, I'm listening."

"Oh ho ho! Now you sure are keen to what I've got to say, aren't you?"

"Potter you arrogant arse, just get on with it, or don't."

"O.k. o.k., well, I figured it had to be a Gryffindor, and must have access to your things, and such, and must be good at charm work, so I concluded that it was you. I mean, face it Lil- Evans, you are the only one who could make that sparkle charm work for any amount of time. Even if you are doing it in your sleep, it's you. And if your sleeping self wants me," he flashed a grin, "then I'll get the tranquilizers."

"Sod off."

"I am telling you Evan's, there is a reason that you are doing this, and you know what, I think it's because your really just sick of hiding behind your little iron mask you've made for every one to see."

"You think you know so much about me, Potter? Think you know everything don't you. Of course you do. But I will tell you something you don't know. I used to have the closest, best friend in the world. We could even see each other's thoughts, and then one day I got a letter from Hogwarts, and she didn't. Ever since then, my sister, my twin sister has hated me. I come here lost and full of hate, and jerks like you do nothing but pester me for years. That's why I hate you Potter. Because you make it convenient!"

She stalked away, not turning back. James just stood there, looking as though she had slapped him about the face.

James stood there on the grounds for quite a while. So was that her secret then? That she had a twin that hated her. Maybe he didn't know her as well as he thought. He never even knew she had a sister, much less a twin. If he had known she'd been through so much, he wouldn't have been so pompous around her. He'd only ever wanted to impress her. He couldn't stand her hating him.

Even more, he couldn't stand her justifying her hate.

Lily sat in a compartment with Dana and Olive on the train back to Hogwarts, but didn't talk to them much. She was deep in thought, staring out the window. She'd never told anyone that Petunia was her twin, only that she was her sister, and the first person she tells is James Potter, her sworn enemy.

"Lily? Um, Lily? We're at the King crosses." It was Olive.

"Oh." Lily got up slowly, trying to clear her thoughts.

"Lily, are you o.k.? You haven't been yourself lately."

"I'm fine Olive. Just ready to be home is all. Honest."

Olive didn't look convinced, but just shrugged and walked off the train to great her Aunt.

Lily had to cross through the barrier into the Muggle world to meet up with her family, so after a distant good-bye, she headed off.

Only her Mum and Petunia were there, standing just outside the barrier.

"Oh, look Tuny, there she is! Lily!" Her mother called to her.

Petunia pursed her lips and looked away. They looked really nothing alike. While Lily was short and thin with flaming auburn hair and piercing green eyes, Petunia was tall and bony, with black hair that fell limply around her face, shading her hard gray eyes. They were fraternal, so no one ever guessed the connection.

"Come Lillian! Oh you look so lovely dear."

Lily's mother was a bit of a 'tree-hugger' dressed in long elegant shawls and wraps, she looked out of place in the brisk train station, but she was a soft sight for sore eyes. She looked like Lily, or Lily like her rather, with the same eyes and hair (Petunia took after their father).

"Oh, mother!" She welcomed the familiar hug, breathing in her mother's scent (that of chamomile tea and cookies).

"Oh how you've grown dear! Who's your friend?"

"Huh? Frie—" She turned around, and saw none other than James standing there. "Oh no, Mum, he's not my—" Lily began, but James cut in.

"Oh, Hello, Mrs. Evans? I am James Potter, Lily's friend from school." He flashed her mother a charming smile, which she fell right for. He turned to Petunia, "And you must be Petunia, Lily talks of you a lot."

Petunia made and indistinct noise, and turned further away. Lily's Mum picked up the slack.

"Hello James, I am Audette Evans, Lily's mother. How lovely to finally meet one of her… boy friends." She gave a suggestive smile. Lily colored with rage and embarrassment.

"It's nice to finally meet the people to turned out such a truly lovely daughter." James smiled slightly at Lily, who didn't bother to return it.

"Oh, such a charmer. Lily, we should invite him to dinner!"

"Oh, mum I do—" Lily began, to yet again to be cut off my James, who had obviously planned this.

"I would be honored to join you to dinner! So kind of you to ask!" Now his smile was becoming a smirk as he watched Lily gape.

"Lovely! Um, you should probably come… How is next Thursday for you?"

"Perfect. It's a date." He lay emphasis on his last word, looking pointedly at Lily.

"Mum, we should go now, don't want Dad to worry!" Lily picked up her trunk and started to walk away from her mother who was writing down the address.

"Good bye Lily, see you next week!"

"Good bye!" Lily snapped, walking down into the crowd, fury clear in her stride.

A/n: Well, there you have it, chapter two. I'm afraid it isn't quite as thorough as the first, because it jumps around a lot, but I wanted a lot of pov's represented. Thank you for reading! It means a lot to me. Please review! Now to my reviewers of Chapter one:

Erinsailorditz: I am glad that you like my story. Thank you for the compliment on my writing, it is great to hear things like that. I hope this chapter is up to your standard, and thank you for being my first reviewer!

FelixFreya: Well, perhaps your review means that some people read my author notes, and you took my advice to check out this story!  I always imagined Lily to be a bit hot tempered, but sensitive underneath it all, so I tried to show that a bit, and I am glad that some one agrees with her personality! Yes, I meant for people to realize that the 'He was toying with a snitch (which he'd probably stolen)' to portray what I would say is Lily's loathe for James, and her aggravation at rule breaking, and I think your imagination had provided you with a quite correct interpretation. That chapter is pretty long, longer, I'm afraid than this one, but it was going to be two chapters. Originally I had it written as two, then realized that there wasn't enough info there for two, so I morphed them together, thus explaining the longevity of the first chapter. Thank you for your lengthy review, I find that I like that kind better! Keep reviewing hope you liked this chapter! Ciao!

To every one: Please review

Later days

Aimee