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AN: Thoughts and emphasis are in italics.
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Fifth Year- The Beginning
Lily Michelle Evans ran a hand through her long auburn hair exasperatedly. Her bright green eyes flashed in annoyance. Only one thing made Lily this mad.
James Potter.
The tall, hazel-eyed prankster also ran a hand through his hair. However the hand running though his unruly black locks was not in exasperation. He snickered quietly, enjoying the angry fifteen-year-old girl. He really couldn't remember what started the fight.
Oh, yeah, I was just talking to whats-her-name, that Mariah, no, Marissa…no, Marlayna! Then Lily totally jumped on my back…I wonder what her problem is? Dang, she's hot when she's pissed.
"Potter! Are you listening to me? You are fifteen, grow up and be a good example! I can't believe you-"
"Lily, will you go out with me?"
"What? NO! I won't. Gosh, why would I even think about it? Ew."
Sixth Year- The Continuation
"Potter! You bloody stole my clothes! Give them back! I am completely serious-"
"Actually, no, I am-"
"Shut up, Sirius! Potter, come on, don't be ridiculous! Give me my clothes!"
"Come and get them, love!"
"Eurgh!"
A furious, cherry red girl ran down the staircase, clad only in a bra and thong. She raced across the Common Room, grabbed her clothes, and ran back to her dorm. In her path, she left a group of open-mouthed boys and a completely speechless James Potter.
"God, James, she's bloody hot!"
"Sirius! I am going to kill you!"