Hello everyone. Well that last chapter was longer than the others no? Alright this chapter will be longer for you Sazinous. Promise. Oh and again, Lily's thoughts are in italics.

Everythingbelongs to J.K.Rowling. Not me. I only own the plot, Jade, and Allison.

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Well it was official. (Sirius' head pops in). What's official? Sirius? You rang? Get outta my story! Aww…you don't want me in your story? No. Then what? I want you to go away so I can finish my story in peace! Well fine then. (huffs) No need to get huffy. (Author groans) I'm going I'm going.

(A/N: No I'm not going crazy. I'm just temporarily insane. Please ignore the paragraph above – you caught me at one of my not-so-sane moments.)

Well anyways, it was official. Hogwarts was now a war zone. Lily had become so furious that she had started insulting 'him' (as 'him' or 'he' was the only thing Lily was now calling James) whenever she got the chance. Of course James had started hexing her nearly every time he saw her – unless a teacher was currently present. Everyone had become used to their never-ceasing (A/N: is that a word? Oh well…) fights. It was now customary for Hogwarts students to cast a Sheild Charm around themselves to avoid any astray hexes.

Lily was fuming. Although the last prank was horrible, degrading, and humiliating, she had to give points to the Marauders for their creativity. Damn them, she thought. It was only a matter of time before she would get them back.

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Stupid, arrogant jerk. Hah. Wait till I get him with my absolutely brilliant prank. It'll knock his boxers off! Wait no ew. Bad mental image there. Now, for my prank. Let's see. When would be a good time to do it?

Dearie, said another, more motherly voice in her head. You don't have a prank.

That is beside the point, the first voice said loftily.

Right. Now –

"Ms. Evans, do you think you could start paying attention in my class?" the curt voice of Professor McGonagall called out.

"A-wha?" she said, confused. She sat up and noticed the entire class looking at her. Damn. "Uh….1892?" She said tentatively.

McGonagall pursed her lips. "No Ms. Evans," she said with annoyance in her voice. "This is not History of Magic, and the answer to 'Will you please come up here and transfigure this chair into a pig' is not, I assure you, 1892." The tall, stern teacher crossed her arms across her chest. "Now that you have awoken from your day dream, perhaps you could actually come up here and do it?" She raised her eyebrows and pointed to the chair.

Lily nodded meekly and walked up to the front of the room. Only then did she realize that she didn't know the incantation. "Uh…" she mumbled. "I-I don't know…"

McGonagall exhaled loudly. "You do not know the spell?" Lily nodded, now very embarrassed. McGonagall sighed. "Very well. Please go back to your seat. Mr. Potter, please assist Ms. Evans in her work."

Lily walked back to her desk, red with embarrassment. She saw James sitting in the desk next to hers, smirking. She resisted the incredible urge to slap the smirk off his face.

"So, Evans. This is how you do it," he flicked his wand and said the spell clearly. The chair transfigured into a pig with a pop! He turned to her smugly. "You were doing it all wrong."

Lily glared. "I don't need your help, Potter," she said furiously. That arrogant, son of a –

"Alright, alright Evans," he said coolly. "Don't get your knickers in a twist." He said the last sentence louder than necessary.

The class burst out laughing and Lily even saw McGonagall's lips twitch. She fumed.. Stupid jerk.

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After class Professor McGonagall motioned Lily to come up to her desk. Lily fidgeted slightly under the older woman's stare.

"Ms. Evans, I'll come straight to the point. You are behind in my class, and you work standard isn't as good as I know it could be. Your essays are not thorough, you're not paying attention in class, and your transfiguring itself is sloppy. Ms. Evans – you are near failing." McGonagall paused for a moment to let the words sink in. Lily just nodded meekly. McGonagall clasped her hands together on her desk and continued.

"That's why I am assigning you a tutor." She reached over and shuffled her papers a bit before picking up a sheet of parchment. "You and Mr. Potter will have a tutoring session twice a week—you two will have to work around your schedules." She handed the piece of parchment to Lily. "I have made a list of the things you will be looking over.: She stopped and looked at Lily.

Lily was staring at her Professor with her mouth slightly open. She had stopped listening after the word 'Potter'.

"Is something wrong Ms. Evans? Surely you are not opposed to a tutoring session?" McGonagall asked with a hint of danger in her voice.

Lily opened her mouth, and then decided that upsetting an already uptight Transfiguration Professor might not be the best idea. She quickly shut her mouth and managed to choke out a "No, no – of course not Professor" before turning and walking away.

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7:17 P.M. – The Library

Lily glanced at her watch and frowned. He was late. She huffed and decided to start without him. Anyways, he's probably at Quidditch practice. Huh. Stupid sport. Lily looked over the parchment and opened her book to 'Transforming An Inanimate Object Into An Animal.'

'To Transform and inanimate object into an animal,

the correct spell and wand movement are required.

Firstly you must picture the animal in your head.'

How about an ass? I'm already paired with one, she thought. Ugh, back to work.

'The spell is "BESTIAS VENERO"' (A/N: I dunno. Just made it up).

'Follow the pictures below.'

Lily looked down at the moving pictures of the correct wand movement. Right, well that shouldn't be too hard. She straightened her posture and focused on the chair in front of her. Okay – so picture an ass. Hah hah – James Potter is an ass. Heh heh – oh hell. I sound like I'm ten. C'mon Lily focus, focus. Right. So – an ass. Ha ha. STOP IT! Great Lily. Your internal voice is arguing with your other internal voice. Okay. So an ass – he heh (internal voice slaps itself) – is NOT going to work. Um….how about a llama! Where did that come from? (internal voice shrugs) Whatever. Okay a llama.

She raised her wand, said "Bestias Venero" clearly and swished her wand.

Pop!

Lily just sat in her chair, gaping. In front of her stood the strangest thing she had ever seen. It had the body of a llama and the head of a donkey. The donkey also seemed to be wearing a pair of glasses somewhat akin to Potter's. Oh and it also had chair legs sticking out of it at random places. Oh hell. It looks like all my thoughts warped into this – thing. Dammit.

Lily heard loud laughter coming from behind her. She whipped around with her face extremely red.

James Potter was behind her, still in his Quidditch robes, doubled over laughing. Lily was speechless. She didn't know whether to scream at him, slap him, laugh herself, or to just sulk. She opted to just glare at him hatefully.

"No – wonder – you're – failing – Transfiguration--" James rasped, still laughing his head off. Lily glared some more, then whacked him over the head with her (very heavy, leather bound) textbook.

"Oy!" James said, miffed. He rubbed his head and glared at Lily.

"Shhh!" They both turned and looked at Madam Pince, the uptight librarian glaring at them for disturbing her sacred library. (A/N: hmm..lots of glaring going on huh?) James and Lily both rolled their eyes and went back to glaring at each other.

James grinned. "Evans, lighten up a bit. I mean – your animal is - " he just shook his head and went back to chortling silently.

Lily huffed and retorted: "It is not funny, Potter. Just because you can transfigure things without a single thought or effort, does not mean that everyone else can. Oh, and by the way, where were you for the past (she checked her watch) twenty-three minutes! Huh? Can you tell me that, Potter!" she shrieked.

James looked at her quizzically. "Was there some form of a compliment in that answer?" He backed off as Lily started to advance on him, hands curled. "Alright, alright. Sorry about being late. Quidditch practice went longer than usual."

Did James Potter just apologize? Huh. Lily put this thought out of her head and looked at him expectantly. "So? Aren't you going to help me reverse this-this-disaster?" she said.

James grinned and leaned against a chair. "You're swishing too much, Evans. It isn't a charm. You have to flick and point a little more." He demonstrated. Lily gritted her teeth. I will not strangle Potter for being such a show off. I will not strangle Potter for being such a show off. I will not strangle Potter for being such a show off…. She groaned internally and tried to mimic his wand movement. It didn't work.

James shook his head and moved over to where she stood. Lily took a few steps back as he approached. James looked surprised, then rolled his eyes. "Evans," he said slowly, as if speaking to a three-year-old. "I won't try and feel you up or anything." He grinned. "Unless you want me to..."he said wiggling his eyebrows.

Lily sighed. "Potter, this is exactly why I can't stand you. And stop wiggling your eyebrows, it looks like you have a snake on your forehead." He quickly stopped. "Fine!" she said loudly and stepped closer to him. He covered her hand with his. "What are you doing?" she said apprehensively. He looked surprised. "I'm trying to teach you how to do the wand movement." She nodded.

After an hour or so, Lily managed to correctly transform a chair into a llama.

Lily quickly gathered her books and walked to the entrance of the library. She turned nervously around to James.

"I—ah—well—um—thanks Potter." She said in a rush. James nodded and smiled at her. Lily rushed out of the library. James studied her retreating figure. The slight tinge of pink on her cheeks, didn't escape his notice.

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Phew! Well I'm done. Hey look – 5 pages! Yay! That's for you Sazinous. And thanks to my other luuverly reviewer! Pottersgurl07 – thank you! Oh and sorry for the long wait. My family went to the beach for a few days – no internet there! Bye!