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A/N: This story was intended to be a oneshot, but it turned out longer than expected, so I divided it into 3 chapters. This is the shortest one, but I hope you still like it.

Lily Evans was, by all means, just a normal, everyday witch. She had friends like any other person, clothes like any other person, and even went to classes like any other person. But one thing made her stand out above the rest.

Lily Evans had an admirer.

Well, actually, she preferred to call him a stalker. You see, ever since she could remember at Hogwarts, James Potter had been the biggest prat around. Sure, Sirius Black and a couple of other Slytherin students could give him a run for his money, but there was something about James Potter that just made her want to wring his neck whenever he was around. Though he had been trying to convince her for a couple of years that he had changed, she refused to believe him. He was an insufferable, pigheaded git. No matter how cute he was….

'No, she thought resolutely as she walked to her first class, 'no matter what, this year will be exactly like the others. Try as much as he wants, there is no chance of it ever happening.'

Lily was pulled out of her musings by her best friend, Claire, running up behind her and twirling her around in excitement.

"Oh my gosh! Can you believe it? A real singing competiton! It's going to be so fun!" she exclaimed, still twirling.

"Stop," laughed Lily, still dizzy. "I'm sure it will, but there is no way you're getting me up there to sing!"

"I know that." replied Claire, rolling her eyes. "You'd rather die then do that. I'm just saying, it's going to so funny to watch everyone make bloody fools of themselves."

Lily laughed, "Yes, that will be entertaining. I'm sensing some blackmailing opportunities nearby."

"Definetly….and," she added with a conspiring look in her eye. "Rumor has it that the Mauraders are entering."

"No way!" Lily said disbelievingly, "oh my gosh! This is going to be great! I can't wait for that prat to make a fool of himself!"

"Hey, I think James is quite cute." said Claire in a teasing tone. "If I were you, I'd jump him in a second."

"Well, lucky for me, I have some sense of dignity." Lily said in disgust. "It's pathetic how anything with two legs and a bust go chasing after Potter and Black without any self pride."

"What can I say?" replied Claire. "They're definetly shagable and unlike you, the rest of us can't count on the fact of having an admirer like you can. A girl's got to have some loving."

"Besides," she continued, a sly look coming across her features. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous."

"What?" Lily exclaimed, "Jealous for that prat? Never!"

"Are too."

"Are not"

"Are too."

"Are not!"

"You are too!" cried Claire in exasperation. "You'd just rather die then admit it!"

"The day I admit that, is the day hell freezes over!" Lily said firmly.

"Whatever," Claire said, in a tone that clearly said 'I-know-you're-lying-but-I'll-let-it-go-for-now'.

"We need to go to class anyway, so no more talk of the Marauders….no matter how shagable they are." she continued.

"Good riddance!" Lily said.

"Good what?" Claire said confusingly as Lily just laughed and pulled her along by her arm, running to class to avoid being late.

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