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Hey guys. I'm sorry about the long wait to get this story up and running. I had to think of something that was semi-original. But... unfortunately, I'm not that creative. Whatever. I'll try to make it work. Attempt to RR!

This is a re-post. Do not review saying that I took someone's story. This is mine, and I'm aware of it.

The Only Cloud in a Grey Sky

Author: Optical Illusions (Marissa)

Date edited: June 27th

Date finished: June 27th

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I sighed. Great. I'm Potter's partner for a project in ADADA (Advanced Defense Against (the) Dark Arts).Oh just spiffy. He's walking over here, to come and sit with me. Arg.

Okay, here's my story: I'm different. I have deep red hair and green eyes, and I'm about 5''8. I'm also different 'cause 1. I'm not smitten with the "Great James Potter", and 2. because I don't fear the name Voldemort. Although that man is ugly enough to make a kid cry.

Potter is tall. Real tall. About 6''5. He's also a player. He has raven, unruly hair, and hazel eyes with small, dark brown specks in them. He's muscular, too. I would have a crush on him if I didn't have to share a tower with him. And only him.

Oh yeah. I have my own tower. The Heads' tower. I'm head girl. See my shiny badge?

Potter sat down, snapping me back to reality.

"'Ello Evans." He said with a lopsided grin.

"Potter." I mumbled, acknowledging his presence. "What's our topic? I wasn't really listening all that closely."

Potter pointed to the piece of paper that was lying on my desk.

"Fairy rings or Werewolves?" I muttered, more to myself then to him.

"Yeah. I say Werewolves. It's up to you, Evans. My queen." He said, giving a mock-bow.

I laughed. What an idiot. "Werewolves sound okay." I said, writing it down.

"How're you doing with the Heads' reports?" Potter said, making small talk.

"I'm almost finished. Then you can do next month's. Right?"I said, happy that I was free of Heads' reports for a month. Yay.

Potter looked at me and gave me a lopsided grin. "Yep. And I'm so excited. I don't think I can hide it."

"You're doing a great job of hiding it." I responded. We just looked at each other and started laughing at our idiotic conversation. And plus, we were having an okay time with each other. This isn't that bad.

I saw that behind James, girls were glaring. I thought of pointing this out to him... Wait... I didn't just subconsciously call Potter James, did I? Whatever. Moving on. Where was I? Oh yeah. I though of pointing it out to him, but I thought the better of it and just smiled sweetly at the girls.

I also saw my two best friends. They were paired together. Lucky. Their names were Veronica and Essence.

Veronica was pretty. She had a cute, innocent air about her that made her adorable. She had brown hair and blue eyes. She was an inch or two shorter then me. She was also muggle born. We were really close.

Essence was beautiful. She had a mysterious air about her. She had black hair that was down to her tailbone and purple eyes. Yes I said purple. She was tan too, which made her all the more pretty. She was about my height and was on the Quidditch team. We are also close.We tell each other everything. From periods to who-knows-what.

Potter, I came to realize, was talking to his friend Remus Lupin. Me and Remus are friends, we became friends from rounds, prefects meetings, and watching our own friends practice Quidditch.

He was sweet and funny. He was also a Maurader (A/N: spelling?). He had sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. Sometimes, for a couple days a month, they looked yellow. He wasn't as tall as Potter, but almost.

"Hello Lily." Remus said, greeting me politely.

"Hi Remus," I said just as kindly. "What're you doing as your project?"

"Veelas." Remus said. Then he grinned. "Sirius' idea. What about you guys?"

"Werewolves."

"Oh." Remus said. Glancing at Potter. "Have fun."

"Yeah, I'm sure we'll have oodles of fun."

"But not too much fun." Potter said, winking.

I just smiled, what else could I do? The boy had an okay sense of humor.

The bell, out of no where, rang. Whew. Saved by the bell? Well... I couldn't really say that; I was having a decent time. Me and Potter began packing up our bags and trying to get to dinner as quick as possible.

"So, Evans, we can meet in the library tonight at 8. We can probably get this done in one shot." He nodded his head to the two pages of notes. "We already have enough to work with."

"Yeah, good thinking," I mumbled. Ahh! Did I just compliment Potter!

He just smiled a small smile and walked away.

Okay... So... I'm in a deep hole. I just complimented Potter, we're working on a project together and we're meeting in the library, alone, tonight.

Thats about enough for the whole school's population of girls to want to kill me. Oh god is this project working out great!

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Great, Potter's late. He knows that this project is a huge portion of our grade, yet he's late. I began to click my tongue and tap my foot impatiently.

Did I mention that I was annoyed? Am I not making this clear?

Oh, speak of the devil. He's here.

I looked up at him, and saw two other pairs of eyes staring at me. He brought along Black and Lupin. This should prove interesting.

I sighed, flipping my hair over my shoulder. "Well, sit down, you idiot. Let's get started. I already got a few books on them, and I figured we can throw in some information on Animagi."

Black smirked as Potter sat down when I told him to. "Whipped already, Prongs?"

"Well, Padfoot... Okay, shut up," Potter said, snapping because he couldn't think of a witty comeback. And what weird nicknames they had. Can anyone say they have a little too much time on their hands?

"Good evening Lily, how are you?" Lupin said, opening a book on Veelas and getting out parchment and ink for notes.

"I'm good, Remus, thank you. How are you?" Merlin, I hated pleasantries! But they made time pass.

"Good, good. C'mon Padfoot, let's go, we have to construct that model of a Veela you want so much." Lupin said, standing up. "Bye Prongs, Lily."

"Yes, yes! Ta Jamsie! Lilykins!" Black pinched Potter's cheek, kissed mine, and skipped away, clapping.

How... strange? I found myself smiling at his odd antics.

"You befriend odd ones, Potter."

"Evans, you're just jealous," Potter said, sticking out his tongue.

"So jealous. Oh, it's unbearable." I said, smiling.

He just smiled back.

He had a nice smile.

Er... Yeah.