A/N:thanks sarah! that's a good thing to have, one loyal reader. and i DO NOT mind advertising for you. ur fics are da bomb! and i think, to answer ur question, maybe a little. more in the mind though. i am 13, i do not know anything about romance except for the stuff i read in fics...but yes. there will be my pathetic excuse for what i think is romance. lolz.

ok. this chapter is just gonna show how much james has changed in lily's eyes. but don't think it's going too fast, james is gonna mess up along the way... trust me. (hehehe!)

DISCLAIMER... enough said!

It's Good to Be Back

(LILY POV)

The next morning, as someone was moving my shoulder, trying to get me up, I groaned "...5 more minutes, Gwyn!" I found that Gwyn wasn't happy with this reply because next thing I knew, she was pulling my ankles using the charm we learned in third year. "Cervicio!" (a/n: latin word for..wait a sec, FORCE I think. tell me if im wrong. i'm only taking 1st year latin, so im no good at translating.YET. Coincidentally, a word spelled almost exactly the same (in Latin) means "stag" hmmm just an observation...lolz), she said, using the force charm on my feet so it would be easier for her to move me around. She got the hang of it and threw me onto a mountain of pillows. I laughed; it felt so good to be back with my best friends.

"We have to hurry; the Marauders are leaving their dorm soon!" Gwyn exclaimed. I shrugged; I had no idea why she had such a large crush on Sirius. It drove me mental(a/n:luv that word. it describes me perfectly...) just THINKING of what could happen with them. But nevertheless I could help her get him; it's just what friends are for. So I said "OK, OK! Let me shower first!" So I went to our bathroom and headed straight for the shower. I cleaned every bit of me, using a soap called "Lilacs Forever" and a shampoo and conditioner that matched. The smell was empowering and felt good. I wrapped a fluffy purple towel around myself and headed to my wardrobe, thinking of what to wear. I decided on a denim skirt with front pleats and a red tank top with spaghetti straps. They looked good together and complimented my hair. I combed my hair into a perfect half pony and dashed of to breakfast. The others had already left. "Typical." I said to myself.

In the Great Hall, Gwen, Dia and Jenn were sitting with the Marauders and seemed to be enjoying their time with them, I thought seeing that their breakfasts went untouched.

"Lils! Come o'er here!" they called. I rolled my eyes but made my way toward them and sat next to Jen. The boys sat on one side of the table and the girls on the other. As I sat there, conversation resumed...

(James's point of view)

We were describing our escapades during the years to Lily and her friends. We were telling them the story of how we had killed Filch's cat. In our fourth year, Sirius and Remus, Peter and I all had covered the whole 3rd floor corridor with dungbombs and Filibuster's Wet Start No Heat Fireworks and many an atrocious assortment of things. We had hid under my cloak in order to see Filch's reaction. We spotted Mrs. Lorris, Filch's cat. She didn't have a clue what was going on, but looked in our direction. I thought again about whether cats were immune to the cloak. But she saw the cockroach clusters and thought they were pastries and dug in, eating EVERYTHING. She must have thought that our mess was her dinner. And apparently, she was wrong because in two seconds she gave a cry and dropped to the floor. Filch saw her and yelled "Must be the work of....BLACK AND POTTER!", half crying. We hid our laughs and ran to the common room, bursting into laughter when we got there. We didn't tell them about the cloak of course. But they heard enough to be impressed. Even Lily was shocked.

"I though Mrs. Lorris died of age. But your story is much more entertaining." She said, smiling. I beamed inside, that smile made my world go 'round. I think some of her anger was melting away this year........