Prologue

"Fashion is a from of ugliness so unbearable we have to change it every three months."

-Oscar Wilde

It's very hard for us to think that Lily Evans Potter and James Potter were anything but happy during their life together. Even for us fanfiction writers - difficulty in their relationship is hard to imagine. We try to write it the way it was (and I myself have done it before), and include trivial, common trails and tribulations. Affairs, maybe…secrets…a polar difference in James having to change his personality (as mostly everyone assumes he was a player), Lily having to do so as well. No longer being able to be the line-toeing, goody-two-shoes we all want and believe her to be.

Then, there's the other half of fanfiction. Where James (of course) is a virgin, and only puts up the unanimously assumed player role to gain popularity. Where Lily is a hard-ass bad girl. These kind of stories often include wild sex, (well, the ones I read smiles wild sex isn't all bad), drugs, and heavy drinking.

Also included in the mix is where Lily and/or James are "special among special." Mages…I distinctly remember one dealing with Avalon (a very good one…). Anything to do with ancient, wandless magic.

But what if we were wrong? What if we're all just blatantly naïve to the reality JKR is underlying in her stories? What if we just skip over that. Just because we don't want to imagine it that way? Why does it have to be one extreme or the other?

Why? Because that's the way life is now-a-days. That's the way televisions, radio's, and newfound movies portray life. Fact is: that's not the way life is. Life isn't black and white. There's a very large gray area. We just like to skip over that, because that's a artificial color our eyes aren't used to.

But my name is Laura Johnson.

And this is the real story.

You see, Lilian Marie Christine Evans - or "Lily" as she liked to be called - was neither a toe-lining-goody-two-shoes, nor a hard-ass bad girl. In fact, she was just like almost every other girl in the world. Stuck somewhere in that damn gray area.

But - it was all about to change.

James Phillipe Potter was a usual eleven-year-old boy. With, of course, the excepting fact that he was a wizard. Then again, James was strange.

Guys and as James's friends would soon be, have a two-track mind. Care to take a guess?

Yep.

Track one - sports.

Track two - sex.

Period.

But, as I just stated, James was weird.

He really didn't like to see anybody in trouble at all. It didn't matter whether he hated them or not. If there was trouble - in any form, but especially the one I'm about to state - he was fixing it. However, if the major, most important rule of all was violated, James would be the one to cause all the damn trouble.

After all, it was cowardly to hit a woman.

Alright, maybe it was a little outdated, but he sincerely believed that men were created to protect the, "gentle sex." However, more of that will be explained later.

The other thing was that he was attracted by the unusual and different. Maybe that was one of the reasons he followed "Paganism", as it is ruthlessly called by prim and proper Christians. Maybe that was also why he was so damn fascinated with the non-magical world.

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So, take a look at them. Both "misfits." Both wishing that they could just find one damn person that could understand them. And both going through one of the toughest ages around.

This, Monsieurs and Mam'selles, is the true story of Lily and James.

Sorry for the slight delay in posting. I couldn't get on the computer yesterday.

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