Hey! Okay, I decided to delate the former chapter 3, because I simply, I didn't know what to add for chapter 4. I don't have so much heart for this story already, it really disheartened me when this got deleted.

Chapter 3

Two weeks later……

The Marauders, along with Kirsten and Aimee were in the Gryffindor common room, talking excitedly about the prank the Marauders had just pulled earlier, which had involved some ballet tutus and dancing and singing Slytherins. Suddenly, Lily arrived and walked over to them

"Potter," she said, trying to speak in a tone that wouldn't betray the hate she always felt for him, and failing, "Professor Dumbledore wants to speak with us. So let's go, NOW".

James looked at her and, deciding that it would be a good chance to infuriate her, he said, his arms crossed, "Who are you to tell me what to do?"

"Who are you to ruin MY life? Look, you prat, if you don't want to go, fine, but don't blame me if you get lectured for not being there" Lily snapped at him.

Satisfied that he had already infuriated her, he said laughingly, "Fine, fine. Bye guys". And with that, he followed Lily out of the common room.

They walked to the Headmaster's office in silence. As they walked, James thought, giving Lily a glance, "Damn, she looks pretty even when she's mad. It's a miracle I actually got over liking her. Or did I? Maybe I just- no, I hate her. I hate her, and that is final". Although he established that thought in his mind, he was still very disturbed.

After saying the password, they stepped into the stone griffin that carried them to the professor's office. Lily knocked on the door.

"Come in," Dumbledore's voice said. Lily and James went in. "Ah, Lily, James. It's nice to see that the both of you have managed to arrive here without hexing each other. Take a seat," he said, his blue eyes twinkling with mirth.

The two did as they were told, and once they were settled down, the headmaster spoke once more. "Listen to me, the both of you, as this is very important. Two weeks from now, a wizarding student's delegation will be held in Rome and as the Head students of this school, the both of you will be the ones to represent Hogwarts.

At his words, Lily smiled; she had always wanted to go to Rome. James looked unfazed, on the other hand, as he had been to Rome before. Then, slowly, something else sank in.

"Professor, with all due respect, but do we really have to go together!" the two said in unison (freaky, huh? They said exactly the same thing). Dumbledore chuckled to himself.

"Yes, Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans, the both of you will be going together. Not only that, you will be working as partners for it". The two were about to protest but Dumbledore held a hand to silence them. "The decision is final. Now, as to what the delegation is all about. The delegation is a chance for the best students of every school to show their aptitude in magic, as well as to see how well they would be able to formulate and voice out their opinions and answers regarding a certain issue regarding our world. If you will win, not only will you bring honor to your school, but your profiles will also be reviewed for future preferences should you already graduate and be prepared to get a job".

At this, Lily and James smiled. Then, a thought, entered James's mind. "Sir, might I inquire about our living accommodations? And will a teacher be accompanying us?".

"No teacher will be coming as it is a very busy time of the year and besides, I have full confidence that the both of you are far too responsible to behave inappropriately during the delegation. As for the living accommodations, you will share a two bedroom suite in the hotel where the delegation will take place".

At this, Lily and James both yelled, "NO!" Lily said, "Professor, really, is there no other option?"

"No, Miss Evans, there is not. Why do you ask?"

"Because I simply cannot stay in the same room as him. I won't be able to concentrate. I mean, he is insufferable. I might go crazy!" Lily said.

"Evans, you won't go crazy because as I recall, you already ARE crazy" James interjected smugly.

Before she could retort, Dumbledore, sensing another fight, said, "The two of you may go. The rest of the details will be send by owl tonight. Oh yes, and before I forget. Please do the final preparations and planning for the Halloween ball. Assign jobs to the prefects so that they may continue your work in your absence. That is all".

Once they were out, Lily finally snapped as they walked, "If ever I am crazy, Potter, which I am not, it is all because of YOU!".

James smirked and said, "Really? So you do admit that you're crazy about ME, right? Well, that's perfectly understandable, seeing as I am one of the hottest guys at school".

Urgh, he's twisting my words, Lily thought. Aloud she said, "Oh, and who told you that, your own reflection? You are so arrogant Potter. What I meant was that you are the sole reason why my life is hell on earth! And for the record, the day that I become crazy about you is the day Sirius admits that he's actually gay".

"You never know Evans," James said, still smirking. He was really enjoying watching her get all mad. "Sirius might just be putting on his player act to hide his true nature". Then, a disturbing thought entered his mind. "Okay, why do I want it to sound that I want her to say that she is crazy about me? No, no, that's not right. I just love her- I mean, love infuriating her. Then, why did I just make fun or my best friend for a sake of a retort? Ahh, this is giving me a headache!"

Suddenly……SMACK! "Ouch, Evans, what the hell was that for!" James said in outrage, rubbing the spot where Lily had slapped him. As of now, any thoughts he had of thinking that he still wasn't over her had gone completely out of his head.

"You spaced out. I just insulted you, and you didn't even reply. You just stood there with a dumb look on your face!" Lily snapped in a frustrated manner. "What were you thinking about, anyway?"

I was thinking about you, strangely, James thought. Knowing that saying it out loud would not amuse Lily, he said instead in a smug voice, "I was thinking about how fat you look in what you wearing today".

Obviously, this did not amuse Lily either. Narrowing her eyes and putting her hands on her hips, she snapped, "Listen, Potter. Do me and all of humanity a favor and shut up, okay?"

"And what if I don't?"

"Trust me, Potter, if you say another word, things will really get ugly" Lily was getting really pissed off right now. Actually, she didn't care if James had insulted her weight; what she cared about was the fact that she was in another fighting match with him. She promised herself that she'd have the last word this time.

James gave her a look and said, frowning, "Okay, Evans, I have a question. Why will things get ugly? Why won't things get pretty? I like pretty things and/or people. I hate ugly people. You know, like you".

Lily took deep breaths to refrain herself from taking out her wand and hexing James into the next millennium. Control yourself Lily, she thought to herself, settling for giving a glare of loathing at James, which he gladly returned, don't do anything rash.

After she had calmed down, she said, "Listen, meet me at the Head's common room at around 7. We have to start planning the balls and giving assignments to the prefects. The sooner we do this, the better".

James gave her a look and replied, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth, "And what if I don't show up? What will you going to do, hex me into the next century?"

She gave him a level glare before saying, her voice like poisoned honey, "No. But I might just let slip the fact that you wore a pink ballerina tutu and danced to the music of Swan Lake as a dare during your sixteenth birthday party".

At once, he reddened and hissed, "How the hell did you find that out?"

Lily smirked and replied, "Sirius told me. Of course, I don't think he knew very well what he was doing, as he was under the influence of alcohol. I just used his idiocy to my advantage. And you should also know----" her eyes glinted happily as she saw James's murderous look "---that he stupidly gave me pictures of it. So, unless you want the whole school to find out that your been playing dress up and prancing around like a drunk ballerina, I suggest you show up", giving the last two words full emphasis. And with that, she gave him one more smirk, turned on her heel, and left.

Making a mental note to blackmail or strangle Sirius when he saw him, James walked off in the opposite direction, wondering angrily how such a sweet- looking and beautiful girl could be so damn evil.