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-Chapter Two-

"Mum, I'm going to be late, the letter said to be there half an hour early!" Lily said, getting out of the car.

"Oh Lily, stop worrying so much," Her mother said, pulling Lily's trunks out of the car. Lily quickly took a glance around her, wondering if she could catch a glimpse of whoever the Head Boy was. "Now, dear, you have a wonderful time this year. Write us if you've forgotten anything," Her mother said, hugging her.

"We'll see you before you know it," Her father said, putting a hand on her shoulder, "And, Lily, do try to focus a little less on your schoolwork. Have some fun."

"Dad, I can't focus less on school, this is N.E.W.T. year and if I don't do well on them, I'm probably never going to get a decent job, and –"

"Lily, dear, you just have fun. Now go, you're going to be late."

She headed off towards the barrier between Platforms Nine and Ten, an odd clenched feeling in her stomach.

This is the last trip to Hogwarts for me, She thought sadly.

Upon entering the Prefects carriage, Lily was surprised to see that she was the only one they're, considering that she should have been there five minutes ago.

~*~

James made a half-hearted attempt to hide his badge. He'd already tried it at least thirty times before now, and it obviously wasn't going to work.

What's happening to me? He thought, Normally I'd be bragging about this to the whole world.

Then he remembered something.

"I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it."

"…I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate."

"…you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter."

All of sudden, a jolt of panic swept through him. It was 10:45, which meant that he was 15 minutes late.

~*~

This was the limit. Whoever was Head Boy, Lily was convinced that they must be the most irresponsible person ever. Fifteen minutes late. She sighed exasperatedly.

Well, this is ridiculous, She thought to herself, If they're not coming, I'm certainly not waiting for them.

She stood up and made her way over to the door, reaching for the handle. Before she even touched it, the door opened.

"About ti—" She began, but stopped short when she saw who it was.

"No," She said in disbelief.

"No what?" He asked.

"Not you. Anybody but you."

"Who were you expecting?" He asked, walking past her and throwing himself on the seat.

Lily frowned to herself. This wasn't the James she used to know. This had to be some sort of joke he and Sirius were playing on her. She turned around.

"Listen, Potter, if this is some sort of joke, it's not funn –" But at that moment, her eyes fell on the badge pinned to his robes, with Head Boy clearly written across the front.

"Nope, no joke. Although that's what I thought at first too," He replied, "So, anyways, what's this whole thing we're supposed to do with the Prefects?"

She couldn't believe this. How could he have been chosen? All of a sudden, Lily felt quite a lot less honored by this. If Potter could be Head Boy, it seemed anyone could.

"Er…well…what were you saying?" She asked, completely losing her train of thought.

"What are we supposed to tell the Prefects?" James repeated calmly. Lily, still in shock, sat down on the seat across from him.

"The Prefects?" She asked dazedly, not thinking properly. There was a long pause in which James stared at her half-quizzically, half-concernedly.

"Are you feeling alright?" He asked.

"No. I mean, yes. Sort of."

"Okay. Now that we have that cleared up…"

"Never mind," Lily said, finally coming to her senses, "Didn't Remus ever tell you anything about being a Prefect?"

"Hmmm…not that I can think of right now. Maybe just in passing, but he never really went into it."

"Oh, right, you spent the whole time making fun of him for it," Lily snapped.

"Well excuse me for having a sense of humor," He shot back sarcastically.

They both sighed.

"You reckon we should come to a truce, for the rest of the school's sake?" James asked.

"Wow, you're actually showing signs of acting your age, I never expected--"

"All right, fine, if you want to keep jumping down each other's throats, fine by--"

"Okay, okay," Lily said, "Truce."

They shook on it, and just in time, because at that moment, a few of the Prefects entered the compartment. They all shot bewildered looks at James when they caught sight of him. He began to get very annoyed by this, which amused Lily quite a bit. They were all obviously astonished that a git like him could be Head Boy.

Surprisingly enough, James didn't sit back and watch Lily do all the work, he pitched in. True, what he did do wasn't all that impressive, but, after all, he'd never done this before. After they all had left, Lily and James left the compartment as well, walking down the corridor.

"Oh, what a fun year this is going to be," He said with a sardonic tone, "Did you hear those little brats? Dumbledore must be losing his mind to pick them, I swear…"

"You know, they strangely remind of someone…" Lily mused sarcastically.

"Very funny," James replied, "But you do have a point."

"Finally come out of denial, have you?"

"Finally found your sense of humor, have you?"

It was at this point that a large explosion could be heard from one of the compartments, followed by several yells.

"Well, I guess this is where I have to stop," He said reluctantly, "Hopefully they haven't killed each other…or themselves."

"No, they're not that stupid…unfortunately," Lily joked.

"She finds the humorous side to her, and it's all at my expense," James said. He opened the compartment door and was immediately engulfed in billowing purple smoke.

Lily turned and started walking further down the corridor, and the yells from the cloud of smoke ("What in the ruddy hell have you done?" "IT was an accident, but look, no one's hurt--well, Peter's eyebrows were singed off, but otherwise no harm done!") diminished eventually.

What had happened to James Potter? He was so different from all the previous years. Something had changed him, and Lily was interested in finding just how much it had changed him…very interested.