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Chapter 9— Falling In Love Part 2

Lily's POV

Six years.

Six bloody years.

It took me six years to finally realize something very important.

I am falling hard for James Tristan Potter.

Can you honestly believe this? I mean, I've hated James Potter ever since that—ahh—little problem in first year. But, I'm not going to go into it. It'd take me too long to explain.

However, I will say that I can't believe that I, Lily Anne Evans fell in love with my biggest enemy.

I don't know how this happened! This really sucks. I mean, HE IS MY BEST FRIEND'S BOYFRIEND FOR CRAPS SAKES!

Okay, before I hyperventilate here, I better explain HOW I've fallen hard for Potter.

It had to be late September to early October and we were going to Transfiguration, which McGonagall taught.

"I hate this class." Brigette whined. "I'm surprised I've been passing for six years."

"Stop being such a baby." I chided. "This class is easy."

Brigette rolled her eyes. "For you, maybe, but to the rest of us, it's hard."

"Uh actually Bree," James cut in. "It's easy for me."

"And me." Sirius cut in.

"Me too." Remus said.

"Aye." Victoria exclaimed.

Brigette crossed her arms and pouted. "Humph."

"Don't worry Bree." James laughed, "I'll help you."

Brigette's eyes lit up and she looked up at James. "Really?" She purred. "When? I'm free all this week."

The rest of the gang made retching sounds but my heart plummeted and it felt like there was a pit in my stomach. What was the matter with me? I couldn't be—jealous. Nah. Lily Evans never did jealousy. It just wasn't me.

Now Brigette.

That was a different story.

We finally made our way up to Transfiguration and lo and behold, Professor McGonagall had a new seating chart for us.

"Stop complaining Miss Hayword," Professor McGonagall snapped to Beatrice, who was whining about her seating arrangement. "In the real world, this is how it will be."

Beatrice pouted as I looked hopefully at the seating chart. Maybe I would be sitting by Victoria. Or Brigette. Or, maybe even James...

I shook my head. Stop thinking like that Lil! I chided myself. You don't like James! He's Brigette's boyfriend!

McGonagall tapped the board and the piece of parchment, which held all the names on it, was transferred onto the board.

Everybody scrambled to the front of the room to get a closer look.

"Oh great," Victoria groaned. "I'm with Pretty Boy himself."

Victoria was talking about Sirius—or as she liked to call him, 'Blackie.'

"He's pretty smart." Remus said to Victoria.

"When he wants to be." Victoria snorted, picking up her things and sliding into the front row seat where Sirius was sitting.

"Why am I in the front seat?" Sirius asked aloud. "I'm right in front of McGonagall!"

"That was a pretty rhetorical question Sirius." James grinned.

Sirius looked confused. "What the hell does that mean?"

"It means it's self-explanatory. You basically answered your own question." Remus explained.

"Oh." Sirius slouched in his chair. "I still hate sitting in front of McGonagall."

"Stop being a baby." Victoria muttered, looking displeased.

Sirius made a face.

Snickering, I looked at the board again. "Remus, you're sitting in the back row with Evan Watkins." I said, looking at the board.

"Thanks Lily." Remus said gratefully and picked up his stuff to go sit by another know-it-all.

"Out of my way." Brigette snapped, pushing by Loraine Danielson and Rebecca Balavitch.

"Hey!" They snapped.

Brigette stuck her finger at them and shoved her way through.

"That was real nice of you Bree." James said, amused.

Brigette ignored him and looked at the board.

"Lil, you're sitting by Piper Pinelli." She informed. "Middle row, second seat back."

I nodded, yet slightly upset. Don't get me wrong, Piper was an okay guy, but I would have rather sat by someone else.

As I passed James, he locked a gaze with me. I stared at him for a few seconds before I broke away, blushing slightly.

Stop it Lily. I scolded myself as I sat by the idiot Piper, who was combing his blonde hair back.

"Yo Evans." Piper said in his 'I'm such an idiot' deep voice. "Does my hair look better combed forward or back?"

I didn't answer.

"Hi Lily!" Came a bright voice and I turned around to see a smiling Brigette.

"Hi Brigie!" I said, excited that Brigette was behind me. "Who are you sitting by?"

"My boyfriend!" She squealed, latching onto James' arm.

My stomach twisted as I gazed at James' handsome face. "Nice seeing you James."

James grinned, making the heat rise to my face. Damn, I really do hate being a redhead.

"Hi Lily."

I quickly turned around, my face radiating heat as Piper looked at my red face and then at James and said, "Evans, you like Potter?"

My heart leaped into my throat as I cut my eyes back towards James and Brigette. James was leaning forward, trying to hear every word that Piper was saying while Brigette, well Brigette's face was a whirlwind of emotions that I could not identify.

"Well..." Piper pressed on, still combing his blonde hair. "It's a very simple question. You do...or you don't."

"Ergh," I said, cutting my eyes back again at James who still was leaning forward, trying to catch every word while Brigette's face turned bright red.

I felt trapped. What could I say? I could not say that I liked James because he was Brigette's boyfriend. In addition, I couldn't say that I didn't like him because James would get heartbroken.

"I like James," I said, choosing my words carefully. "In a very close way. He's one of my best guy friends."

"So in other words," Piper whispered to me. "You like him."

I scowled at him while discreetly throwing my pen down to see James' reaction.

He looked completely satisfied, grinning while giving thumbs up to Sirius and Remus.

Brigette's face caught my attention though.

She looked completely livid. Her light blue eyes looked like ice and she was breathing heavily as if she was in a rage. Her small hands were clenched into fists as if she wanted to throw a punch at someone.

I frowned in confusion and turned around, preparing myself for McGonagall's lesson.

After this little chat with Piper, Brigette was never the same again.

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