James was waiting for Sirius in front Flourish and Blotts. Sirius was late. Again. He saw a pretty young woman about twenty feet away, sitting on a bench with an owl cage next to her and a frozen yogurt in one hand. The owl was coal black and very majestic looking. Every now and then, the young woman would lean over and say something to it.

Being rather bored, James walked over, deciding to strike up a conversation with the beauty. He sat down next to her. She glanced at him. It was a rather flirtatious glance, actually. She fluttered her heavy eyelashes over her bright green eyes. A delicately boned hand brushed a strand of perfectly curled red hair out of her face.

"Hello," James said.

"Hi." She fluttered her eyelashes again.

"New owl?"

"Oh, yes."

James sighed inwardly. For such a flirty glance, she was certainly hard to chat up.

"Does she have a name?"

"Dragon's Heart."

"So, what school do you attend? I presume you are still a student?" He really wanted this girl's number.

"Oh, Hogwarts."

"Why haven't I seen you before?"

"You attend Hogwarts as well? You don't seem the least bit familiar." Again, those eyelashes.

James was about to give her his name when Sirius (hand in hand with Missy) walked around the corner.

"Prongs!"

"Lily!"

James looked at the seductive, mysterious beauty in front of him. This was Lily Evans? What the hell? The Lily he knew dressed in high-collared shirts and conservative pants, not the strapless dark green silk dress that ended four inches above her knees, flaring slightly out at her hips, a flare that continued to the bottom of the dress. No, this could not be Lily. Yet the green eyes were the same, if nothing else. This was Lily Evans.

When the handsome boy sat down next to Lily, she knew what he wanted. She was used to it by now. Missy had done her job well. Lily couldn't go anywhere anymore without getting hit on. This young man was actually amazingly hott. He had hazel eyes and ebony hair that was sexily messy. He was tanned, and she could tell that he was well muscled under his black silk shirt.

"Hello," he said in a deep voice.

"Hi." She was waiting for Missy, and wasn't really in the mood to be chatted up, even if he was really hott. She fluttered her eyelashes at him anyway. Hey, she was bored.

"New owl?"

"Oh, yes." He was trying really hard; she had to hand it to him.

"Does she have a name?"

"Dragon's Heart."

"So, what school do you attend? I presume you are a student?"

"Oh, Hogwarts." Okay, she had to give him something. What she really wanted to do was write her number all over his hands.

"Why haven't I seen you before?"

"You attend Hogwarts as well? You don't seem the least bit familiar." She fluttered her eyelashes again. She could easily read the expression on his face. It was fun tormenting him.

Missy walked around the corner, her hand in Sirius's. So that's what was taking her so long…

"Prongs!"

"Lily!" Lily looked around. James? Here? But where? Then it hit her. The hott, civil young man she had been conversing with was her worst enemy. Now that she saw him in perspective, she expected to see him as she always did: an arrogant, annoying, egotistical bastard. She didn't see it. She still saw the hott, civil young man she had been conversing with. Shit. She stood up. "Missy!" she said in an oh-thank-God-you're-here voice that she had mastered faking.

I don't know, he certainly LOOKS like he's grown up over the summer. Even his voice has changed. It's a lot deeper and pleasant to listen to. And no glasses… Oh my God! Lils, snap out of it! This is POTTER!

Lily quickly covered her confusion. A lot quicker than James did, anyway. He was sitting there, opening and closing his mouth. Lily smirked.

"Cat caught your tongue?"

"Y-y-y-you--"

"Yes, me." Missy and Sirius were laughing their heads off.

"Y-you look…"

"Stunning, radiant, gorgeous?" Lily suggested, twirling.

"Different," he managed to choke out.

Lily laughed. "I much preferred radiant, but different is good."

"But--you're--acting--"

"Acting, yes Potter." She fluttered her eyelashes. "You attend Hogwarts as well? You don't seem the least bit familiar."

James swore. Lily laughed. Missy and Sirius had collapsed onto Lily and James's previous bench, tears rolling down their faces.

"Still want my number?" she asked innocently. James glared at her.

"Yeah."

"What?" she asked, taken aback.

"I said, yeah, I do." He grinned maliciously.

"Um, okay…" Lily said, unsure. She'd obviously been joking. It seemed he was just as apt to tease her. Lily pulled a quill out of her purse and printed her number neatly on his hand. James didn't know that the quill was charmed. She used it to write her number for guys she didn't really want to have her number. By the time she was out of sight, the number would change to 1-800-luvlily. James looked amazingly surprised that she wrote her number down. But he knew Lily too well.

"Sorry, Evans, I'm no fool." He pulled out a normal quill and copied the number onto his other hand. Now it was Lily's turn to swear. Missy and Sirius were laughing harder than ever.

"You know," gasped Missy. "You two are perfect for one another!"

Lily glared at her friend. "Missy, you will pay for that."

James clapped Missy on the back. "It was nice knowing you."

Missy just rolled her eyes. "Okay guys, catch up with you on the train. Bye Sirius." She gave her boyfriend one last kiss and walked off with Lily.

"Oh my God, did you see his face!" Lily gasped once they were out of hearing range of the boys. "I thought he was going to die!"

"You're not one to be talking," Missy smirked. "You seemed rather surprised yourself when the guy you were flirting with turned out to be James Potter!"

"He was flirting with me! I tried to discourage him, really!"

"I saw the way you were looking at him Lils! I haven't seen you look at anyone like that before. Besides, I've been talking to Sirius a lot over the summer. It seems our Little Jamesie is growing up."

"I DO NOT LIKE HIM!"

"Lily, I'm your best friend. You can't keep anything from me. You and James really are perfect for each other…"

"I'm leaving if you are incapable of having an intelligent conversation," said Lily, very annoyed that her best friend was accusing her of such a horrendous crime. The two girls finished their shopping together and went home to finish packing.

"Oh my God, you should have seen your face!"

"It's not funny Sirius," James grumbled as his friend exploded into another round of laughter.

"You looked like Christmas had come early and then was canceled! But you know, I think she likes you."

"What!"

"Just a few things Missy's said. Besides, the look on her face before she found out it was you… Well, let's just say that the very look on her face said she thought you were hott."

"Really?"

"Yeah, mate. Now let's go into Zonko's before we leave. We've got to stock up!"

Unlike most pureblooded families, James's owned a telephone and they all knew how to use it. No one was sure why they had a telephone, and no one really cared that they had a telephone, except maybe the Malfoys because they considered owning a muggle artifact to be a disgrace, but then, they thought the Potters were a disgrace anyway, so I suppose the Malfoys didn't really care after all…

When James got home, he raced through the door, through the kitchen, past a tray of still-hot chocolate chip cookies, up the stairs, back down the stairs, back into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of cookies, went back up the stairs, flung open his door, and slammed it behind him, already chewing on a cookie. He looked at his hand. Sure enough, the number Lily wrote was now 1-800-luvlily. That girl was diabolically clever. Damn, he loved her.

He picked up the phone and dialed the number. A woman answered the phone.

"Evans residence."

"Mrs. Evans?"

"Yes?"

"I was wondering if Lily was home yet."

"Why yes, she is. May I ask who's speaking?"

"This is James Potter, I was just calling to confirm my coming over from dinner, and wondering if there was anything I should bring?" He grinned evilly.

"Oh, Lily hasn't said anything to me! Oh dear, I must be going then! Here's Lily." James heard her place her hand over the phone and say "Lily, there's a charming young man on the phone for you. Again. My, you've been getting a lot of calls this summer!" James frowned at this. He didn't like the idea of Lily getting 'a lot of calls'.

"Hello?" Lily sounded confused. James could tell she didn't remember giving her number to any charming young men today.

"Lily, my love, how kind of you to invite me to dinner!" he said evilly.

"WHAT THE HELL POTTER!"

"I can't believe you forgot to tell your mother! Tisk tisk, Lily. I thought you were responsible!"

"James, you sick bastard, don't you dare come over here!"

"Too late Lils, your mum already knows." He heard a click, then 'if you would like to make a call, please hang up and try again'. He grinned an unsettling grin.

HOLY HELL! How could he do this to me! He's coming to my HOUSE! Lily's mother stuck her head in.

"How nice to see that you and James have finally resolved your differences." She frowned. "I can't believe you forgot to tell me you had invited him to dinner, though." When June left, Lily screamed into her pillow.

Dinner went quite well, considering. Lily dressed in a low-cut black dress that flared out slightly, falling to the floor. James acted the gentleman, bringing roses and dressing in a suit. All through dinner, Lily had to resist smashing his head against the table as he played suck-up to her parents.

Petunia almost 'accidentally' dropped the spaghetti sauce in Lily's lap, but James caught it. When this happened, however, Lily jerked her arms away, which unfortunately snagged her belly ring on her dress. It hurt like hell.

"Are you all right Lils?" James asked, seeing her face turn rather red.

"I'll be right back," she squeaked. She ran up to her room, and once there, gave into the impulse. "DAMN THAT HURT!" She fixed the ring, then calmly returned to dinner, acting like nothing had happened.

Everyone was looking at her. "Um, my, er, earring got snagged?"

A/N: I know, I know, I had more fun with that than I should have, blah, blah, blah, I've heard it all before. But what can I say? It's 1:24 a.m. and I just drank two diet cokes with lime, so I'm WIRED! I have insomnia. R&R or I'll send my evil purple elephant after you!