By the age of fourteen most girls have had boyfriends, a couple, if not a lot. Each one is the one for the time they are dating. Girls go through a lot of the ones.
Lily Evans had watched, carefully as each friend of hers did this. She had never had a boyfriend, and she was positive she had met her match, and lost him just the same. No superise, as the one for her was none other than her fifth grade teacher. Just a month before getting accepted into Hogwarts, she was sure she was in love. With her teacher. A tall man with dark hair. Seeing him everyday was wonderful. She loved it. She would sneak peeks of him during math loving to see him so---immersed in his work.
So she told him one day. She walked right up to him after class, blushing, and coughing. Lily Evans told her teacher how she felt.
"I-----I----uhh---I think…well. I lo-" Well, Lily tried anyways. She could say no more. She was scared of what he would say.
Her fifth grade teacher looked down on her, his eyes saddening.
"Lily Evans. You're an amazing girl. You will be an amazing woman. You will find the one for you. I promise. That man is not me." Lily lowered her eyes, and he said more urgently " When the day comes---don't hesitate---accept it."
With that, he walked out of the room, her life, and she received a rather odd letter from a school named Hogwarts a month later, when the year ended. She never forgot what he said.
Perhaps, that's why Lily was so repulsed by James Potter, how DARE he be so much like her favorite old teacher! Why? Why must they seem so much alike, just James younger by far. Everything from that mischievous glint in his eye, to his hair---he was so much like him. But no---he was a jerk. One prank after another, Turning he own hair into feathers first time they met. He was a jerk. They didn't even have the same color eyes. So there.
So why, oh why must she be at such loss for words at this very moment, staring up into James Potters eyes. His hazel eyes, wondering who dared him to ask him out---or why she was being asked out.
Perhaps its his eyes that made her stutter and feel odd all over. But it was the sudden flash of triumph---as if he thought the answer was yes, what else---? that broke the feeling she had. Suddenly she was pissed.
"No Potter."
"Come again!"
"I said no. I wont go out with you."
She stalked off, leaving a very shocked and confused James behind her.
Review please, and tell me if this story is acutually believable!
Thanks!
Jasmine
