Dreams

Lily looked at the gift in her hands, depressed. It was rather late and no doubt this package was from her hapless boyfriend, Aaron Simmons, a chaser for the Ravenclaw quidditch team. He was always giving her small presents, little things to show he cared for her, or at least that he wanted to keep her as his girlfriend. The only thing was Lily was beginning to realize she didn't care back. It was just before Halloween, the night after the first Hogsmeade visit of her seventh year. They had gone together and it was then that Lily fully realized she didn't love this boy. Sure, he was handsome and somewhat intelligent, but he didn't compare to- oh, who was she comparing him to? Who could she compare him to?

Oh my life
Is changing everyday
In every possible way

She never really did go out much- a certain Gryffindor boy and his cronies had made that so! He had more than once hexed her dates when he thought she wasn't looking and had set a Hogwarts record by having asked her on a date and been turned down a grand total oftwo hundred and twenty-three times since fifth year! He was obsessive! Ooh, he drove her mad! He and the rest of those insufferable Marauders! If only she could go back in time, back to their first year, and somehow- change them, maybe even to get away from them entirely! Maybe even make sure they never got together at all! Suddenly, not only gloominess, but guilt burned in her stomach. How could she even think that! While she may have problems with them, they were very good friends to each other.

And oh my dreams
It's never quite as it seems
Never quite as it seems

More than once she had seen Potter and Black stand up for their smaller friend, Pettigrew. She knew they were good friends to the often sickly Remus. And unfortunately, Potter was also devilishly attractive and now rather sensitive. It was he who had listened to her rant about her sister one night when they, as Head Boy and Girl, were supposed to be planning the next Hogsmeade visit. It was he who had helped her when she received the letter that her mother had died. Maybe she should take him up on his date offer one day to pay him back- oh my God; she did not just think that!

I know I've felt like this before
But now I'm feeling it even more
Because it came from you

The redheaded girl hurriedly shook the thoughts from her mind and returned to the challenge at hand- the package. The leaden feeling returned to her stomach as she slowly undid the ribbon and pulled the lid off. Something was different about this gift. First of all, Aaron hadn't given it to her directly, but somehow managed to slip it into her dorm- in Gryffindor Tower. And there was no overly perky card, declaring his devotion to her. Her nimble fingers sorted through the tissue paper and found a small, intricate jewelry box. Her emerald green eyes widened at the mystery.

And then I open up and see
The person falling here is me
A different way to be

Aaron would never have given her something so…lovely! It was more his style to shower her with sweets or freshly picked flowers, some with dirt still on the ends. But this, this showed that someone had taken their time in choosing it. By some device or another, it was in her favorite shade of crimson and elaborately detailed with gold wire. It stood on tiny feet, in all about the size of her hand. She carefully opened the lid and closed her eyes for a moment, letting the wonderful, tinkling sound of a compellingly beautiful melody that sounding strangely like phoenix song. Lily gently took out the almost liquid looking piece of silver in the box and held it between her fingers. She held it up to the wavering light of the solitary candle in the dorm and examined it, a gasp of delight pushing from her throat as she realized what it was!

I want more, impossible to ignore
I want more, impossible to ignore
And they'll come true, impossible not to do
And they'll come true, impossible not to do

It was a stunningly crafted silver lily, even inscribed lightly on the back with her name: Lily Evans. The little flower, though made of a cold metal, was so detailed as to be alive, winking in imaginary sunlight in its thin chain. She pulled her hair away from her neck and gently fastened it there. The flower settled gently into the hollow of her neck, almost glowing in the darkness of the small room. Lily stared into the darkness for a minutes, going through the names of people who could possibly have given this to her. She closed her eyes and a handsome visage appeared, almost by magic. The young woman now knew well who had given this token to her and as she slipped off into slumber, his face danced before her eyes.

And now I'll tell you openly
You have my heart so don't hurt me
You're what I couldn't find

The next morning, James Potter feigned sleep on one of the Common Room couches as Lily walked down the stairs. He waited patiently through very slightly opened eyes to see her frown at the sight of him. The young man almost dropped his charade in shock when she walked over to him and gently brushed his messy black hair from his face. She dropped her hand rather suddenly and glanced around, as though afraid someone would see. The girl hurried from the room and through the portrait hole, never noticing as the boy opened his warm hazel eyes, shining with happiness behind his spectacles. As she had bent forward, something swung forward over him, something lovely and delicate, an exact replica of her. The boy smiled again as he looked out the window to see the sun blazing over the grounds. One thought ran through his fevered brain- she was wearing his lily…

A totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You're everything to me

A/N:Another Lily and James!You should know by now thatanything HP is JKR's and the song belongs to the Cranberries, but since I have a mortal fear of lawyers, the FBI, and guns that accompany said FBI agents, I told you again anyway. Remember, I like reviews! REVIEW!