Chapter One

The Arrivals

Disclaimer: Although I would love to own most of these character but I don't...so I hope you enjoy reading them. Camilla belongs to me though -

James Potter bolted upright on his bed, eyes still fogged from sleep he stumbled out of his bed his foot getting caught in the comforters and sheets he fell face first down onto the hardwood floor hitting the right side of his face he rose quickly letting out a variety of swear words that would surprise anyone for his young years of seventeen. James finally reached his desk throwing it open knocking over the small alarm clock that had been resting on top of the desk, it came clattering down on top of his head in a harsh rebuke. James sleep deadened fingers picked up a small brown booklet made of leather, opening it he looked at the date on the first page.

'YES! FINALLY!" He shouted in joy. For today was the day that James to was going to dazzle the princess of his dreams.

Well not exactly dazzle his supposed, more like surprise and then duck from the oncoming hexes that would no doubt be thrown his way when his fiery vixen found out he had known about seeing her and she hadn't had an idea. James smirked at the thought of Lily Evans face when she saw him opening the door of her hide away. He supposed he was getting a little ahead of himself but he was one of the few people that knew were the extraordinary Lily Evans was hiding. James let out a sigh at the thought of her his eye misting over. She was the smartest witch to ever pass through Hogwarts muggle born or no, she was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever laid eyes on except for his mother because she was the most beautiful of them all.

James snapped out of his daze when he heard his mothers voice calling his from downstairs, looking at he clock that was now laying on the floor after clonking him on the head he picked it up and exclaimed in dismay at the time. He only had an hour to get ready to go to his Godmother's home. Setting the clock back on top of the desk then slamming the desk's doors shut he practically ran towards his adjoining bathroom. His mother had elongated his small bedroom after having to wait two hours one morning while he was in the shower she had decided he needed a bathroom of his own. Shutting the door with a bang he stripped out of his boxers hopped into the shower and turned on the hot water.

"HOLY HIPPOGRIFFS!!" James screamed as the hot water soaked his body, quickly turning on the cold to even it out.

Washing quickly he shampooed his hair he got it into his eye's and let out another stream of curses that would raise the hair on his beloved mothers head. Quickly but efficiently rinsing out his eyes and then his hair he stepped out of the bath tub and just caught himself before he fell in the puddle of water on the floor. 'Blasted tubs leaking again' James thought while grabbing a towel and drying himself off. Wrapping it around his waist he walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom walking to the chest of drawers that sat beside the window. Opening them he looked at his good clothes running a hand through his still wet hair he pulled out a black suit. He wanted to dress up today because it wasn't only going to be the first time he had seen Lily since the end of last June but it was also her formal birthday. She was turning seventeen today and his Godmother Camilla had told him that it was going to be quite the posh party. James knew for a fact that Hestia Jones and Emmaline Vance were going to be there. James quickly ruffled through the variety of shirts that were hanging beside the suit's. Picking out a plain white one and then a gold tie he got out a handkerchief that was also gold and set it all on his bed.

Walking to his dresser he opened the top drawer and pulled out a pair of green boxers that had little golden snitches on them. Slipping them on and picking up his wand he flicked his towel into the dirty laundry pile. Opening another drawer his pulled out a t-shirt but striking none the less and then there was his mother. She was starting to go soft around all the edges her cheeks were fuller and she had crows feet at the corner of both her eyes that he knew hadn't been there when he was fifteen. James took up his place at the right side of his father and started to fill his plate.

"Don't you know how to say good morning anymore James?" His father asked.

James looked up from the pancake that he had been lathing in syrup and gave a feeble smile. "Sorry father. I'm just in a hurry, I want to be dressed and ready when Godmother arrives so that we can leave right away." James explained not sounding at all sorry.

"So..you think this Lily girl might actually give you a chance this summer?" His mother asked.

James nodded his head then realized it was bad mannered and quickly corrected his behaviour. "Yes, I hope so anyways, it would be a real thrill if she did…" James said fully aware that his mother knew all about his infatuation with Lily. Sirius and his mother had used to tease his about it …. That was before Sirius went and moved out on him.

James coughed as he shovelled some pancake into his mouth. James missed the amused look that passed between his mother and father. Finishing his two pancakes quickly and knowing that he would regret not eating more later he chugged down his milk and raced back up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom. Pulling the old t-shirt over his head he pulled on the good formal shirt and buttoned it up the front when he heard the fire igniting in the kitchen. 'Crap, I should have only eaten one!' James thought as he pulled on his pants his boxers bunching at the top of his thighs he grumbled as he quickly pushed them down and did up his pants. Walking over to the dresser with tie jacket and handkerchief in hand he set down his jacket and handkerchief. He slung the tie around his neck and left it tied it quickly, pulling on his jacket and folding his handkerchief he put into his pocket with the triangular end showing. James smiled at his reflected and smoothed back his hair that was sticking up in every which way and direction. He had recently just gotten it cut so it wasn't that bad. Running a hand through it he picked up his wand and muttered a levitating charm at his trunk, guiding it down the hall and then the stairs and into the kitchen. He heard a squeal and then felt arms wrap around his neck in a tight embrace.

Setting the trunk down blindly he grinned as he stuck his wand in his jacket pocket and returned the embrace. James looked down at the top of a black head and grinned holding her away from him. He was staring at his only female best friend Hestia Jones. He had meet her second year when she had joined the team, the had instantly become friends because they were the only new people on the team. James had joined a year before her and taken up the vacated Chaser position but they were still the same age as James had been the youngest Quiddtich player in over a thousand years making it on in his first year.

"Hestia! What in earths name are you doing here? I thought you would already be over at Camilla's helping Lily get ready." Ask James as he looked down at the short girl.

"Well you thought wrong James, I just got picked up." Hestia explained as she ran her eyes over him. She whistled lightly. "Well don't you look smashing? Lily cannot possibly resist that charm of yours while your looking like that. Not that you don't look great all the time but…. Today you've out done yourself my boy."

James grinned and blushed slightly. He knew he looked good, he always looked good. Well maybe not always but he knew that he usually looked respectably drool worthy. James self consciously soothed his hands down the front of his jacket. "Do you think so Hess? Maybe she'll fall right into my lap and I won't have to charm her at all."

James let out a laugh that appeared on his friends face. Plainly she thought he was being conceited. He shrugged running a hand through his hair which made her laugh. He had picked up the habit in his first year while studying for tests some poor simple fool had told him his hair looked look when he did it so he started doing it on purpose and when he was nervous so basically he did it now a days in an offhand way without even realizing it. James sighed as just before he was enveloped in another bone crushing huge but yet another petit woman.

"James my dear boy. I see why you fell in love with this young Lily darling. She's simply charming and beautiful!" Her Godmother exclaimed before even letting him draw a breath.

When she let him go he once again smoothed down his suit and realized Lily might realize he was trying to impress her by wearing a suit. Maybe he should have worn dress robes. James took off his jacket and took his wand stretching the material until it came down to his ankles. Satisfied he put the used - to - be jacket it but now a robe back on and straightened the sleeves.

"Thank you Godmother. I'm glad you realized it, I just hope everyone else in our family does swell when she becomes my wife." James laughed.

He had high hopes for himself a Lily and he felt that it was real love because after all you don't just love someone for seven years for it not to be the real thing now do you? James just hoped that he could make Lily realize that. Running a hand through his hair once again he fought down the urge to sigh. He knew he was being melodramatic but he really did feel that Lily Evans was meant to be his wife, the one that he would hold and cherish for the rest of his long years. Hopefully. James snapped back out of his thoughts when he heard his Godmother saying that they needed to get going for they had to pick up a couple other people.

James picked up his trunk and held it vertically against himself as he watched his Godmother step into the fireplace and shout out an unfamiliar place to him. Waiting for Hestia to leave and then stepping in himself then getting out at the gate he was told to wait by the fireplace by his Godmother until Hestia came back. James cringed at being bossed around, it was something that she did quite a lot like he was still only ten years old and didn't know any better. James sighed and sifted from foot to foot thanking the gods above when Hestia reappeared in the door way followed by Emmaline Vance. 'I suppose I'm going to be the only boy there,' James thought as Camilla stepped back into the fireplace and called out her large manor's name. He followed after Hestia and Emmaline.

Author Notes: Please review and go easy on me because this is my first ever attempt at writing a James and Lily fan fic. I hope you enjoyed it!