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The Marauders pushed their way through the Hogwarts Express, trying to find a compartment.

"It's kind of sad," Sirius remarked dryly, "our last train ride to Hogwarts."

"If you're that sad," Peter squeaked, "You could become a teacher here and come back every year. I hear Snape wants to do that."

"Snivellous?" Sirius snickered. "Who'd want to be taught by him?"

Two seventh year girls walked past the four. They looked briefly at Sirius before giggling and walking quickly away, occasionally glancing back at him. Sirius, however, paid them no attention and threw Peter a disgusted look as he stared after them.

James, watching this, looked at Sirius and said, "How's Samantha?" Ever since their sixth year, Sirius had been spending a lot of his free time, much to the despair of many girls their year, with a pretty seventh year Ravenclaw, Samantha Landings.

Sirius glanced at his friends. "Samantha? Oh, her family has been traveling a lot this summer, and we didn't communicate that much… I hear Sprout's going to be Hufflepuff's Head this year."

James grinned. "Well, at least she's a teacher that doesn't hate me. The Head Boy…" he paused briefly, "…and Girl, have to take a lot of orders from the professors of each House." And upon finishing, his grin grew wider.

"Oh, I wouldn't be gloating so much if I were you, James," Remus advised. "For all I know, Lily Evans still hates your guts."

"But what you don't know, Moony," James said, "is that that's all going to change very soon."

"You'd better hope so, Prongs, or you should really start paying attention to another girl," Sirius said playfully, ignoring the glares James was shooting at him.

"Hi, Samantha," Lily said as she found a compartment on the train. "Do you mind if we sit here?"

"Not at all," Samantha Landings smiled. She was definitely one of the prettiest girls in Hogwarts. Anne had always remarked that she and Sirius were matching on their looks. "Oh, Lily, congratulations on making head girl," Samantha said kindly, looking at Lily's badge.

"Thanks," said Lily, as she, Anne, and Elain moved into the compartment.

As they unpacked their luggage and sat down, two girls their year walked past their compartment. They stopped at the door and gave Samantha appraising looks.

"You're Samantha Landings," one of the girls said.

"Hm," said Samantha, as if contemplating whether or not she was Samantha Landings.

"Aren't you with Sirius? Sirius Black?" the other girl asked, with a hint of envy.

"Hm," Samantha said again before turning to the two girls and saying, slowly and carefully, "Well, he's not with me at this moment." She smiled with a look of full sincerity and Lily laughed inwardly. It took a while before the two girls knew what she meant.

They were displeased and muttered a quick, "we'll see you at school" before storming off past them. Anne shut the compartment door afterwards. "Unnecessary distractions," she murmured.

Soon after, Samantha left for the Prefects' meeting and the compartment was left to the three girls.

"How's your sister, Lily?" Elain asked when Samantha left.

"Hates me as usual," Lily answered causually. "She's getting married to a horrible brute of a man…though not nearly as bad as the new Head Boy we've got ourselves here."

"You mean the new Head Boy you've got yourself there," Anne smirked.

Lily stiffened, "Could it be that he's not really Head Boy and that Remus or someone is Head Boy and Potter just stole their badge?" She questioned her friends, almost pleading with them to agree with her.

"No," Elain answered quickly. "Potter wouldn't be gloating like he did if someone else was Head Boy when you're the Head Girl. He gets awfully jealous really easily. Why, remember last year when…

"No!" Lily quickly interrupted. "I don't remember! Who wants chocolate?"

"I do!" Elain raised her hand as Anne rolled her eyes and said, "You get distracted so easily."

"Great," Lily said, getting up. "I'll go buy some chocolate."

"Oh Lils," Anne stopped her friend. "I think you better hurry to your meeting right about now. The Heads have to be there soon after the Prefects are."

Lily flinched as she was reminded of her duties. "Oh yes," she said sarcastically. "I have that meeting with James Potter. Now what wouldn't be better than that?"

"And the funny thing is," Anne said, "that other girls would say the exact same thing, but not sarcastically at all."

Lily scoffed and walked out of their compartment towards the compartment of the Prefects. When she opened the compartment door, she found that everyone was there and getting settled into their seats.

"Evans," James said when she saw her walk in. He was leaning against a side wall and causually tossing a ball. Even Lily had to admire his reflexes. No matter where James threw the ball, he could always catch it with ease.

"Potter," Lily said. Then, looking at the inquisitive faces of the Prefects, who were wondering if the head boy and girl really got along that well, she forced herself to smile.

James walked up to her and leaned over to whisper, "No need to look so pained, Evans."

Lily smiled again, this time more with sincerity, and turned to James to whisper, "James Potter, I'm sure there is a need."

They said no more, as the Prefects were now settled down and looking at them. Lily and James gave the instructions Dumbledore had informed they should give, and the meeting was quite successful. They soon left and left the compartment to Lily and James, who cleaned up after them without any commotion.

"Well," Lily said as she turned to leave. "Bye, Potter."

James watched her for a while until she was at the compartment's door before saying, "Oy, Evans!"

Lily turned back.

"Will you go out with me?"

Lily sighed before walking back towards James, until she was only about a foot away from him. "In your dreams, Potter," she said quietly before walking out.