Summary: James Potter returns to Hogwarts School, this time as a teacher, and meets Lily Evans, brilliant and full of life. He falls for her and romance, comedy, and drama follow.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, anything from the brilliant mind of JK Rowling, and whatever else that isn't mine.

Chapter 4

Monday Morning.

James sat at his desk, waiting for his class to leave so that he could lock the door and go to the Great Hall for lunch.

Lily remained seated. Once all the other students left, she stood and walked to his desk.

"Professor?"

He looked up from the papers he had been pretending to grade as a cover for watching her every move.

"Yes, Lily, what can I do for you?"

"I… er… have something to confess."

"Hmm?"

"Don't laugh at me."

His heart began to beat more quickly. "I wouldn't."

"Well… I…"

Lub dub, faster.

"I really, really like you, Professor."

"Wow," was all he could say.

"Yeah… so…" She sounded sort of nervous.

Lubdub lubdub. Faster.

"I like you, too."

"What?" she seemed surprised.

"Yeah."

"Oh. Alright, would you like to have sex?"

"Please," he replied

The clothes began to fly off…

James' wand began to buzz, wriggle and shoot sparks.

"Ugh, bloody alarm. I shouldn't have set it for this early," he told himself, looking down at his raised sheets. "Oh, bloody hell, I disgust myself." He sighed. This was getting out of control.

It was Saturday, a week and a day after he had walked Lily to the library.

He should not keep track of days in terms of such.

The wand now proceeded to make a sound like that of a firework being set off. James reached over and grabbed it, muttering a spell to turn the alarm function off.

Why did that have to be just a dream?

Because it wasn't realistic, in any way, shape, form on any planet.

At least today he was going to The Three Broomsticks to confess the matter to his friends and fellow Marauders.

First, though, a cold shower.

Saturday morning meant homework for Lily Evans. She liked to get it out of the way before she spent time with her friends. She had been working diligently in the common room since about eight o'clock. Soon, ten o'clock came and she was so close to finishing her DADA essay.

Suddenly, Archibald and Albert Morris, two blonde twin boys, slid down the banister, screaming what could best be described as a Native war cry at the top of their lungs.

"Lily!" screamed Archibald.

"I knew I'd find you here, Lils!" remarked Albert before Archibald could continue to speak.

She looked at up at them from her homework. "Yes?"

"Lily, I was wondering if you'd like to go to Hogsmeade–" said Albert.

"With me. He was wondering if you'd go with me," interrupted Archibald.

She laughed. "Um. Thanks, but I wasn't planning on going." They were nice boys, of course, quite handsome and in her grade, but she couldn't take one and leave the other. And besides, she wasn't really interested in either.

"Please, Lily?" Albert asked.

"Can I just hang out with both of you?"

They sighed, in unison.

"I suppose," said Archibald, with an over-exaggerated disappointment.

Soon, most everyone in the Gryffindor dorm rooms were awake and on their ways downstairs. Lily stood, put her things into her bookbag and waved goodbye to the twins. She then headed off to the library to complete her essay.

"Professor Dumbledore?" James inquired, walking into the office.

"Yes, James?" Dumbledore looked up from the game of wizard's chess that he appeared to be playing with himself.

"I'd like to go to Hogsmeade today, to meet with Sirius and Remus and Peter, if it's alright with you, sir."

"Ah, perfectly fine. Catching up with old friends is an activity I always advocate."

James sat quietly for a moment, feeling rather awkward. "Erm, alright, thank you, Sir." He stood and began to move towards the door.

"Still feel like a student, James?" Dumbledore remarked, laughing a bit.

James paused, then turned around. "A little bit, Sir. Sort of odd to speak to you being someone other than a student."

"Well, you are still quite young, James. Twenty-five and a lot of life to experience."

"Yes, sir," he replied, wondering where the conversation was going.

"Find any time for romance, James?" Dumbledore said, winking.

James put his hands in his pockets. "Erm, not really, Sir."

Did Dumbledore know? Dumbledore knew everything.

"Well, if you want to leave for a few dates, please let me know before you do." The old man smiled, eyes twinkling behind his spectacles.

Perhaps he didn't know. James never knew what to think anymore. Dumbledore was difficult to read.

"By the way, Lily Evans was wondering if you could help her out a bit with temporary mind altering spells. She mentioned having some difficulty with them."

All- Wrote it in rather a rush. Will edit and fix when I get home, just wanted to get this out for you guys. Also, will respond to reviews in next chapter as have little time currently. Please read and review, loveys!

Edit: Made the beginning italicised since I got a lot of comments that read "when I read that I thought you were out of your mind, thankfully I kept reading." So then I thought, well what if some people didn't keep reading? So yes, that's different now, no other changes really.