A/N: I need inspiration…like some sort of JOLT in my life. I've got up to chapter 16 written (on paper) and finished, but I'm really displeased with them. They're so…LULL-ish and lacking what I had at the beginning of this story. AAAH hopefully some sort of muse will come by and inspire me to continue. But let's see if anyone catches the irony in this chapter. To Kaila, yeah I realized a moment too late that electronics don't work inside Hogwarts, but it adds to the cuteness and I could just pretend that little rule hadn't been invented yet :). It is a little too gushy and I am seriously like…lagging on it.

Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter or any song lyrics (if I even have any in this chapter)

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"Mr. Potter?" the potions professor asked, scanning the room to see he wasn't there. "Strange…Miss Evans isn't here either."

Sirius, Remus, and Peter looked curiously at the two empty seats next to them, also finding it strange that the two weren't there.

"Wonder where they are," Remus said, turning back to face the front.

"And what they're doing," Sirius winked.

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Lily rushed past the Great Hall, still shouting crude remarks at James, who was running alongside her.

"It's not MY fault," James groaned.

"It's NOT your fault that we fell asleep in the common room?" she growled.

"Well…just because you fell asleep first and I didn't have the heart to wake you up…"

"Oh shove it, Potter."

"Sure, just tell me when."

"That's sick, Potter, that's just sick." They stopped speaking and walked into the potions classroom.

"Ah, there you are," the professor replied, giving the two a smile. "I'm afraid I'll have to take ten points from Gryffindor for your lateness."

The two nodded and sat in the empty seats next to the other three, ignoring the jeers coming from the Slytherin side of the room.

"Where were you" Remus asked.

"Potter here decided to use the invisibility cloak as a blanket for us when we fell asleep in the common room," Lily hissed.

"You were shivering," James sulked.

"Brilliant, Jamesy," Sirius laughed, "sheer brilliance."

"Essays please," the professor shouted, and 30 or so essays automatically flew onto his desk.

"Thanks, by the way," James whispered, "for letting me copy your essay."

"You owe me so much," she growled.

"I'll pay you back eventually."

"Oh fun, another cliché."

James just smiled and said no more.

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"The first week of January is OVER!" Sirius exclaimed that Saturday, when the five had taken the day as an opportunity to have a snowball fight.

"That means that our first Quidditch match of the year is in a few weeks," James replied, his face glowing with joy.

Lily threw a snowball at his head.

"What was that for?" he shouted.

"I was hoping the impact would release some of the air in there," she innocently replied.

He threw a snowball at her, and when she dodged it, he ran at her. Lily gave a squeak of terror and ran away.

The thing about that was that James was a far faster runner than her, AND he had a head start. Not only that, but he had a best friend who loved to torture everyone, especially someone named Lily Evans.

Lily was buried in a mound of snow within a minute. She came up with snow falling off her hair and clothes.

"That wasn't fair!" she sputtered, only to be pushed back down into the snow by James. After that, he could have sworn that the snow within a ten-foot radius of her was melting. "James Potter," she growled, "you're DEAD! DEAD YOU HERE ME? I WOULD HAVE STARTED RUNNING LAST THURSDAY IF I WERE YOU!" James didn't budge.

"Uhm…" Sirius stood next to his friend. "I think she means it, Jamesy. Better run before she takes her wand out and…oh…too late… Nice knowing you, Jamesy." With those words, he rushed off to cower behind a snow bank with Remus and Peter.

It was nearing sunset and Lily and James still had charmed snowballs (or ice balls in Lily's case) flying at one another.

James was still smirking evilly at Lily while she grew more and more frustrated.

"Hey Evans!" he yelled across the 50 feet between them.

"What?" she shouted back.

"Loser takes the other out for a date next chance they get!"

"Not happening!"

"Only because you know you're going to lose!"

That was the right button to push. "Fine! I agree!"

Sirius, Remus, and Peter walked onto the grounds, sipping mugs of hot chocolate, amused expressions on their faces when they saw the two of them still viciously attacking each other.

The darkness was a good cover for James. He made sure she couldn't see him and crept up behind her.

"EVANS!" he yelled into her ear. She screamed and, with a reflex, kneed James in his "private area."

The snowballs all stopped. Lily was doubled over with laughter at the sight of James writhing with pain on the ground.

"So, I guess you owe me a date," she smiled.

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"I don't know how she won," James said when the four boys were in their dormitory that night. He didn't want to admit that she won the way she did. "She tricked me. And now I'm stuck taking her on a date next Hogsmeade weekend."

"Oh admit it," Sirius groaned. "You're HAPPY you're taking her on a date."

"I never said I wasn't," James smiled.

"Why are you two doing this?" Remus asked. "You're both madly in love with each other and yet you still have to go on dates first."

"If I could have it my way," James replied, "she and I would have skipped the whole 'getting to know each other' thing. But she wants it this way and I wouldn't do anything to make her unhappy."

"You're too noble," Sirius laughed. "She might as well lead you around on a leash."

"Shut up, Sirius," James scowled, "just shut up."

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Lily wasn't paying attention to the chatter of her roommates (Amelia Bones and Alice Petroviac). Instead, she sat staring onto the grounds where the snowball fight had occurred only hours before.

Because of her lack of attention, she didn't listen to Amelia calling her name from the other side of the room.

"LILY!" she shouted, throwing a quill, which weakly fluttered, to the floor.

"What?" she said, finally realizing that they were talking to her.

"Are you REALLY dating James Potter?" Alice curiously asked. Her young face was full of life and happiness, which, as Lily had noticed, did not appear until she met Frank Longbottom.

Lily laughed at those words. "Of course not!"

"Frank says you're almost all he ever talks about," she said.

"Well, he wants me. I can't help that," she smiled.

Amelia giggled. "The two of you would be rather adorable together."

A person can remember the moment they first talked to a person, but no one can tell just when the line between acquaintances and friends is crossed. That was the case with Amelia and Alice. Lily would always remember how they became friends, but never when.

Lily learned quickly that Alice and Amelia both dreamed of becoming aurors, and that half of Alice's life was taken up by Frank.

Amelia had never had a "special male friend" as she liked to call it. It wasn't that she wasn't attractive. On the contrary, she was very pretty. Her interests just didn't have TIME for a boyfriend. She was always busy studying or with friends.

Bellatrix Black, a fourth member who shared their dormitory, came into the room fuming with anger.

"That begotten cousin of mine!" she yelled, throwing her shoes off as a bunch of snow dejectedly fell off her hair.

Two completely opposite people, Bellatrix and Alice. One was all for pure-bloods being better while the other surrounded her in muggle-borns. Bellatrix despised most of the Gryffindor house and loved Slytherin, feeling as if she belonged there, whereas the opposite went for Alice. And somehow, the two were great friends.

It's odd how life works.

Though Bellatrix despised Lily, though Lily was slightly afraid of Bellatrix, both found them managing to converse together, study together, and even laugh together. Bellatrix, undoubtedly, didn't enjoy being friends with Lily. But if there was one thing she was, it was loyal, whether to herself or her friends, and out of friendship with Alice, she cooperated with Lily.

How Alice could stand Bellatrix was a mystery. Both often had fierce and enflamed arguments and rarely, if not never, saw eye-to-eye.

Sirius didn't like it at all when, that Sunday morning, Lily walked down the stairs laughing with his cousin.

"Ew," he whispered to James, who was too busy silently laughing at the sight. A grin played on Sirius's face.

"BELLA!" he screamed, bouncing over to her and engrossing her in a friendly hug. Bellatrix gave him an icy glare. "So sorry about that snowball last night," he smiled.

"That wasn't a snowball, that was a bloody snow BOULDER!" She pushed him aside and rushed out of the common room.

"Why, Lily? Why?" Sirius whimpered, pulling a puppy-dog-eyes look on her. Lily patted him on the back.

"Good dog," she winked and followed Bellatrix out.