Lily sat down at the Gryffindor table. She was anxious to start her real duties as Head Girl, the only drawback of her becoming Head Girl was that James Potter was Head Boy. She was still trying to figure out who in their right mind would make James Head Boy when someone sat down next to her, surrounded inevitably by his posse.

"Evans, Evans, Evans...Looking ravishing tonight." James said to her in a falsly dignified voice.

"Go away, Potter." She said without looking at him.

"Hmmm..." He said, this time in a mock-thoughtful voice. "That does sound tempting but I don't think so. I rather like it right here, good view of things if you know what I mean." Lily shook her head disbelievingly. Now she was having to eat with him next to her. He'd probably ask her out in the middle of the treacle tart and she'd, of course, turn him down. Then he'd proceed to abusing his position. He was such a prat.

James opened his mouth to say something else, no doubt rude and arrogant, but Dumbledore had stood and was giving his usual beginning-of-term speech. James and Sirius practiced throwing things at Severus Snape while he glowered at them from the Slytherin table. Peter Pettigrew watched, yet again, in awe. Remus Lupin listened to Dumbledore, taking in every word. Lily made disgusted faces at the activities James and Sirius were pursueing during Dumbledore's speech but also listening. This year's speech was basically the usual (no Fanged Frisbees, stay out of the Forbidden Forest, etc.) but also advised the students that there was some dark activity going on lately and they should be on their guard lest this be something that could result in complete chaos and danger in the wizarding world.

After the meal, the students made their way back to their Common Rooms. James made to follow the other Marauders but he soon figured out that Lily was behind him and he graciously asked her why she would be this close to him if she hated him. She ignored him.

"We have to show the first years where to go, Potter." She said, not really caring whether he came or not. She was so sick of him. She was almost grateful that this was the last year she'd have to spend in his presence.

"Right, good luck with that." He said and caught up with his friends.

"Potter!"

"Oy? Is there a problem Miss Evans?" He said in a polite voice that she could see through.

"Yes. For one thing, this is not only my job and for another, you don't live in Gryffindor Tower anymore." She said, as though this was the most obvious thing in the world.

"What?"

"Yes, when you are selected for the position of Head Girl or Boy, there is a seperate Common Room and dormitories." She said, a look of complete disgust on her face. When McGonagall had informed her of this she nearly fainted. Sharing a Tower with James Potter? This had to be the end of her life.

"And that would be us, now wouldn't it?" James asked innocently. But he was now thoroughly overjoyed with the thought of them being alone in a Tower together that he didn't even wait for an answer but proceeded straight towards a group of scared-looking first years and led them to Gryffindor Tower with Lily behind them.

When they got to Gryffindor Tower, James gave the instructions and acted completely...dare she even think it? Responsible. This thought was completely ludicrous and she pushed it to the back of her mind with all the 'he is rather good-looking' thoughts.

When they were finished with the first years, he walked out of the portrait hole and she followed.

"So where is this Tower of our's?" James asked her, still marveling the fact that he would actually be alone with her. He didn't really need to show off that much if it was just the two of them with no one around did he?

"Just follow me, Potter." And so he did.

The Tower was nearly the highest point of the castle (the topmost Tower being the Astronomy Tower.) They entered the room and looked around.

It was a magnificent room. Far better than the Gryffindor Tower they were used to. It was slightly smaller though. But that was all well, as there were only two of them. James proceeded to his room. It had a large bed and a desk and a closet and everything he never had before. He began tacking up Quidditch posters.

Lily's looked pretty much the same only she didn't put any Quidditch posters around her room. She unpacked then, yawning, got ready for bed and layed down in bed. She lay thinking about the evening's events. Thething thatstuck out most to her was that James had not asked her out at supper even though he had had the perfect oppurtunity to do so.Sure, he threw some snide comments but, all in all, this had been an improvement on his part. She wondered if he could possibly be changing. Maybe he was finallyrealizing that he couldn't get a date with her based on just his looks. He needed to be dignified, or at least somewhat dignified,he needed to careabout things other than himself, and he needed to break the rules less.Lilythought more about it anda thought came to her: maybe he just wasn't willing to change himself for her. Then she decided that he must not really be that obsessed with her if he wasn't willing to stop breaking rules to go on a date with her.

James, on the otherhand, stayed up most of the night and came up with new plans for him and Sirius to reak havoc and mayhem on the school tomorrow. But he did feel rather guilty whilst doing this. He could hear Lily's voice ringing in his ears saying 'You are Head Boy! This not something you should be doing!" Try as he might, he just couldn't ignore it. He woke up completely angry at himself for listening to anything she had to say on his trouble making, even if it was in his head and couldn't believe that she had gotten to him.