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James watched as his friends retreated quickly to Gryffindor tower, leaving him alone to endure the wrath of Miss Evans. Something that he hasn't had to endure for a while.

"Okay just spit it out Evans, what exactly is your problem?" James asked his tone defensive and frustrated.

Lily's face grew red, "My problem? You're the one who decided to set such a stupid example for the other students. I don't know why Dumbledore appointed you Head Boy. You are too immature and arrogant to be acting as a role model for the school."

James looked at her, he knew that something else was bothering her to get her so fired up, but he couldn't let this go. Even though it would result in them not talking for a while, his temper got the better of him.

"And you're too uptight and serious to be a decent role model. Unless Dumbledore wants to breed a bunch of stiff, boring wizards with a broom rammed up their ass, to enter the world.."

"You'd know all about the placement of brooms wouldn't you Potter? I'm surprised yours isn't permanently attached between your legs," Lily interrupted, her eyes flashing.

James bit back the retort that was running through his mind, knowing it would result in a slap, and he rather didn't feel like having a handprint across his face for his first day of classes.

"Get over it Lily, it was a harmless joke, to make people laugh. And it succeeded," James snapped at Lily. "Well mostly, for those that have a sense of humour anyway," he added realising that that actual purpose had failed with the person in front of him.

"Harmless? I thought you had stopped aiming pranks at the Slytherins. You represent them now as Head Boy Potter, whether you like it or not," Lily replied angrily.

"What are you talking about? I didn't aim the prank at them at all. I do believe that was the Sorting Hat's initiative. Probably to get them to join the fun as well. Though mind you that is a somewhat fruitless effort. A sense of humour in a Slytherin is like finding a brain in any of Sirius' groupies." James added lightly, attempting to calm the situation.

James however, couldn't tell if it had worked.

"That's not the point. I would have thought that becoming Head Boy you would have eased your need for pranking, especially enough to restrain yourself until after the first night here," Lily replied.

"And I thought you would have lightened up a bit and learnt to have some fun. I seriously think you need to get ..."

Lily cut him off before he could finish, "don't.even.think.about.saying.it," she said through gritted teeth.

What, he thought, I was just going to say she needed to get a sense of humour.

Yeah sure you were, a second voice spoke up.

"Just do us a favour Potter and grow up. Otherwise as I said on the train I will make this year hell for you." With that she stalked up the stairs towards their house tower.

"Well if tonight's anything to go by, I have no doubt in your abilities," James called after her, unable to tell if she had heard or not.

James entered the common room, he assumed not long after Evans. He was still reeling slightly from the fight that he had just had with Lily downstairs. He knew he shouldn't have retaliated to her, but he couldn't help himself. James was still unsure as to why the prank that they had played had caused such an argument. He was reminded forcibly of the relationship Lily and he had until half way through 6th year. She seeing him as an arrogant, immature git, and he seeing her as an uptight, yet beautiful girl who wanted nothing to do with him.

He had thought that their relationship had improved during the second half of last year. He didn't ask her out as much, and he, as he was told, lost some of the arrogance that his swollen ego had caused, and she in turn lightened up and showed her sense of humour a bit more. But it appeared from the earlier confrontations that they had taken a huge step backwards. But James was utterly perplexed as to why, he had barely even seen her over the past couple of months to cause such a deterioration. Maybe she just missed me too much and is afraid to say it, he thought. I strongly doubt that is the case though; a second voice spoke up in his mind.

He hoped that tonight wasn't going to be a sign of what this year was going to be like, especially that they would have to do a lot of work together. At the moment the prospect of working so closely with Lily didn't look as appealing as usual.

James made his way into the dorm room he shared with his friends. Although the Head Boy and Girl were given the option of having their own room, he and he assumed Lily had turned it down. James knew he would miss out on a lot of fun if he no longer shared the dorm with his fellow Marauders. Besides, Dumbledore said he would come up with something that was for use of the Head Boy and Girl, to give them a bit of privacy for when they needed it. That had left James with the ability to entertain many thoughts in regards to what he could get up to with a certain Head Girl. I wouldn't get your hopes up if I were you, the nagging voice spoke again, causing James to scowl, as he knew his voice of reason was, this time, speaking the truth.

"I'm surprised your still have your head mate, I thought Lily was going to bite it off for sure," Sirius exclaimed humorously as James walked into the dorm room.

"I don't know what that girls problem is lately," James muttered.

"Ah, you?" Sirius provided.

James glared at Sirius. "Helpful mate, really helpful," he snarled hurling one of his shoes at Sirius' head.

"Well I try," Sirius grinned, successfully avoiding the path of the flying shoe.

"What did she say?" Peter asked from the end of his bed.

"Nothing I haven't heard a million times before tonight," James sighed, "I'm sure she'll be fine tomorrow."

Sirius laughed, "I'm sure you're right Prongs."

James couldn't help but hear the sarcastic tone in his friend's voice. He threw his other shoe at him before pulling the hangings closed around him, and was glad to hear the thud as it connected to, what James hoped was Sirius' head.

"Bloody hell," Sirius muttered.

He could still hear his friend's laughter as he lay back and wondered what on earth had really caused Lily's outburst. He remembered the look in her eyes when he was talking with her on the train, and he was sure there was more to tonight's argument than Lily's respect for upholding rules. If he thought on the train that it was going to be hard to achieve his number one aim for the year, tonight made him think that it might be impossible.

James decided to just let what happened tonight go, there was no point making things worse than they already are. Especially when he wanted to make good use of the Head room during the year.

James hopes of falling asleep were dashed as the hangings flew open and a bombardment of shoes were hurling towards his bed, he swore and attempted to redirect them back towards their origin. He grinned as he saw one hit the side of Sirius' face. His grin however was wiped off when he in turn received a blow to the side of his head.

The fight continued until the four of them (Remus and Peter being dragged in unwillingly), had received enough blows to the head to cause permanent brain damage.

part 2:

James entered the Great Hall, his friends in front of him, nursing a headache caused by the blows he received last night, in more ways than one.

He sat down next to Peter and pulled a plate of toast before him, and chose one spread with jam.

"Did you ask Lily out again?" Augie said as she plonked down next to James and reached over to grab a piece of toast.

James looked at her confused, "No. What made you ask that?"

Augie shrugged, "Well the only time I have seen her look so angry as she did last night is when you ask her out, so I figured you must have resorted back to your usual self."

James just shook his head; "Lily just overreacted to last night, as usual."

The corners of Augie's mouth twitched, but she said nothing.

James went back to eating his breakfast and waited for the Owl post to arrive. Like every year, James' mum sent him an Owl on his first day of classes reminding him to behave and to try and lower the amount of detentions he received. And sure enough, his golden coloured owl swooped down, with the familiar envelope tied to his leg.

"Thanks Mediasis," he said softly as he relieved his owl of the letter, and allowed him to nibble the piece of toast that was sitting on his plate.

James scanned through the letter needlessly as his owl swooped back out of the Hall, and like every year James let the words enter his brain, and let them flow right back out again.

"Morning Lily," he heard one of the girl's say, causing him to lift his head to watch as she sat down next to Alice.

She no longer had the flash of anger in her eyes or on her face, she just looked tired. He caught her eye and she held it briefly, her anger from last night seemingly gone, for the moment anyway.

"Here," Peter said, thrusting the class timetable into his hands.

"Ta," James muttered, as he looked it over.

He knew that this year was going to be full on, but it hadn't really hit him until he was given his timetable. Due to the requirements of becoming an Auror, all of James' subjects were at NEWT level, as were Sirius', Remus' and suprisingly Peter's. But in seventh year they were also given the opportunity to do an advanced level of one of their subjects and James had, foolishly, chosen Transfiguration. Sirius had also chosen Transfiguration, Remus Charms and Peter had made it into advanced Potions. Defense Against the Dark Arts wasn't an option, as they were apparently doing that at an advanced level anyway.

"Why do they insist on putting double Potions first thing on a Monday," James frowned.

There was a muttering of agreement from those sitting around him.

"Better Monday than last thing Friday," Augie put in, and smiled as she scanned to see what subject had in fact been assigned to them last thing on a Friday. "I think the teachers are getting soft. They've given us last lesson on Friday off."

"And Monday, and Wednesday," Alice added.

The information caused a wave of relief, as the knowledge of free periods sunk in. James, he assumed as the rest, conveniently pushed the thought that at the end of the year these free lessons would hardly be spent lulling in the sunshine, or lounging around in the common room. Or snogging Lily, he thought. But after last night, that thought seemed impossible, free lessons or not.

"Thursday's the worst. We don't escape any classes, even our advanced class," Sirius put in, as he scanned the rest of their timetable.

"More important is the fact that I don't get to escape you at all," James remarked lightly.

"Ah your just jealous that you're not going to get all the lovely ladies attention in classes, cause they will all be giving it to me," Sirius grinned.

James rolled his eyes and returned to eating his toast. Since the end of 5th year the only attention he wanted to seek was Lily's. And that he had managed brilliantly. She had a hard time ignoring him when he asked her out every second day, or when she was yelling at him about a prank that he had pulled. But now, he wanted more than just her attention. At the moment he'd be quite content to settle for their friendship. Well, he'd be content for a while.

The Gryffindors made their way to the dungeon. And found a familiar collection of seventh year students from all houses milling around the door. NEWT classes were no longer broken up into one or two houses. And for that James was somewhat glad. Gryffindors no longer had to put up with just the Slytherins in Potions.

James caught Snape in amongst the Slytherins, disappointed that he hadn't manage to hex himself into oblivion over the summer.

James turned away and saw Sirius shoot and malevolent smile towards Snape. James watched as Snape's face formed into his characteristic evil sneer. The girl Snape was talking to, Semasky if he remembered correctly, looked up also, and shot Sirius a scowl in return. James saw Sirius narrow his eyes automatically. Clearly James had missed something. But the thought went from his mind as the students started making their way into the lesson.

Their Potions teacher, Professor Waspiner, an elderly woman with dark eyes, and dark hair, despite one silver white streak, stood in front of the class. Although James hated the fact that she was Head of Slytherin, he had to hand it to her that she knew her Potions.

"We will be starting from where we left off last year, and progressively moving into the more complex Potions that will be in your NEWT's," she spoke, her voice low and gravelly. "First, however, I have decided to split you up into pairs, in an attempt to keep the level of disruption to a minimum." She glared at Sirius and James. James couldn't deny that Potions was their favourite class to play pranks, especially on the Slytherins.

"There will be no changes to the pairings, so I suggest that you get used to your partner very quickly. And they have been done alphabetically, so don't whine about unfairness." She said shortly.

Waspiner started calling names out while James scanned the class quickly, trying to work out who he would be partnered with. He prayed it wouldn't be Snape, as he didn't think he'd be able to control the urge to hex him in front of Lily. James looked up hearing Sirius' name being called, and from the look of disgust on Sirius' face he thought he was with Snape, but he watched as his friend made his way reluctantly over to the dark Slytherin, her face showing that she was none to pleased with the situation either. Although Semasky was very attractive, the fact that she was a Slytherin made her looks irrelevant. James knew that Sirius was going to despise this year in Potions.

"Evans and Potter," Waspiner called, causing James to look up sharply at her, and then to Evans, who looked although not disgusted with the idea, not exactly thrilled either. He grinned as he packed up his stuff and sat next to her.

"This should be interesting," James said lightly.

Lily looked up at him, one eyebrow raised, "interesting was not the word that came to mind."

James laughed, "come on, it could be worse you could be partnered with Lestrange or Diggory."

Lily laughed lightly. Lestrange was an evil little git of a Slytherin, who they all despised, and Diggory was a Hufflepuff that had a bit of a thing for the Head Girl. Luckily for James, she was less interested in Diggory than she was in himself.

James glanced around as the class settled. Remus was paired with a very pretty Ravenclaw who James knew Lily got on with quite well; Peter was also partnered with a Ravenclaw, Benjy Fenwick, who James knew from Quidditch; Alice was put with Riley Henry, a fellow Gryffindor and Augie was placed with Amos Diggory. The rest of the pairings looked pretty fair, those that were put with the nasty slime that were Slytherin, were very well capable of handling themselves. But James' favourite pairing, besides his own, was that of Snape and Astria Belmontus, a very eccentric and dreamy Ravenclaw. Astria was not the type of person that Snape could handle (mind you he couldn't really handle anyone) as her mind tended to wander, and she believed in the most bizarre things. But James knew that Astria, however innocently, would incense Snape greatly. And his day looked much brighter.

Although Lily was fairly quiet during Potions, James did not take it to personally. As he noticed, during the rest of the day, that she was like that in all of her lessons, even Charms, which he knew she adored. And although it was somewhat of a relief to not have her screaming at him, James wasn't a huge fan of the subdued version of Lily either. And James was determined to find out what was eating at her and fix it.

"Evans" he called, grabbing her attention as she packed up her things after Charms.

"What do you want Potter," she answered, not even bothering to turn around and face him. But James noticed how tired her voice sounded.

"What's up with you lately?" he asked, a slight trace of concern in his voice as he stepped over to her desk and watched as she threw her books carelessly into her bag.

"Nothing," she snapped, "why?"

James shot her a quick look at her tone, but let it go. He really didn't want this to become another yelling match.

"You just seem so quiet and tired lately," he started, watching her face soften slightly but not brighten. "I'm sorry if I..."

Lily shot him a narrow glare, her voice was cold and shaky "I hate to break this to you Potter, but not everything is bloody well about you."

James watched as she stalked out of the room. Hmmm, maybe it is about me? He thought. Oh shut up you twat, a second voice spoke up.

James made his way out of the room, and saw Lily pushing his friend into a nearby empty classroom. James followed, but found the door bound tight, and no sounds coming from within. Oh this is not good.

Once James reached his dorms, he began to pace, and didn't stop until his friend made his own way to the dorm.

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