Disclaimer: The only character in this story that is mine is Christine. All others are owned by the very respectable J.K. Rowling.
Chapter one: How I won Lily.
It was slightly windy out but that didn't matter. I loved to feel the wind through my jet black hair. It reminded me of flying on a broom, one of my favorite past times. I took one more look at my best friend, Sirius. He smiled and winked, giving me the signal to go for it. Stepping away from the tree we were under I headed towards the lake, my eyes set on the goal. A girl, a sixth year like me, with flaming red hair and electric green eyes. I've seen her around before; I knew her name, Lily Evans, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I knew what she was like. I also knew she hated my guts. But this was before she even got to know me. Once a girl gets to know the James Potter there is no turning back. I was almost absolutely sure I was in love with this girl, a thought that half scared me. If my plans to woo this girl succeeded that would mean that James Potter would be off the market, something that never happened before. I've been from one girl to another and never even thought of settling down, until now. But out of all the girls' I've been with not one matched up to Lily Evans. Not only was she beautiful but she was smart too, a rare combination. Half way to my destination I was knocked off my feet. Sitting up I cleaned off my glasses as a shadow fell over me.
"I'm so sorry about that," I heard a girl's voice say.
Putting my half moon glasses on again I looked up and saw a girl with shoulder length brown hair and chocolate brown eyes holding out her hand. I grabbed it and she helped me up. I was much taller than her; she only came up to my chin.
"It's alright," I said a little speechless. No girl had ever been so bold as to knock me off my feet, with a spell no less, and then continue to talk to me as casually as she was.
"You're James Potter, aren't you?" she asked and I nodded my head. "My name's Christine." I shook her hand, "Oh, you have such a strong grip." As her hand slid up my arm and down my chest I looked towards the lake and saw Lily staring at me. A smirk slid its way onto my face.
"Yeah, it's from all that Quidditch practice."
She smirked as well, "Oh really, I imagined it was from something else." Her accusation made me blush. I started to look this girl up and down. She was slender but still had curves that were being showed off by her tight white shirt and short skirt. This girl seemed to be sort of a go getter but I didn't mind. I was quite similar to her. I got what I wanted and was done. Then my eyes stopped and my stomach started to churn as I noticed something slightly… dangerous. Slytherin colors. Now, I had never been with a Slythrein girl before and who could blame me? The Slytherin's were pure evil and for a Gryffindor to even think about getting with one was to commit suicide. Not only would the whole Gryffindor house go against you but you would probably be slaughtered by the Slytherin's as well. Christine seemed to notice my hesitation because she asked, "Are you okay?"
Taking one more look by the lake I noticed Lily was still staring at me as if mesmerized by my being. Then a plan began to form. I looked Christine squarely in the eyes, smiled my winning James Potter smile and said, "I'm perfectly fine."
She smiled back and we linked arms. So what if this was the danger zone? My house would have to forgive me, especially after I win the Quidditch cup for us again. As for the Slytherin's, the majority of them wanted me dead anyway, what's the harm in a few more?
A few days passed and things were going exactly to my flawless plan. Sirius, Remus and Peter were all dumbfounded to the fact that I was with a Slytherin but after I explained my plan fully things seemed to settle down, well almost. Sirius, for one, was happy for me congratulating me on a full proof plan. Remus was a bit skeptical saying anything could go wrong but what he didn't know was that I knew he fancied Lily. He knew my plan was full proof as well and was jealous that I was going to get the girl yet again. Peter was fidgety about it but he was usually that way about plans like these.
On the other hand the Slytherins and Gryffindors took the fact that I was going out with a Slytherin quite well. They just ignored me for now, but who cares? After my plan is fully set and done with the Gryffindors will go back to loving me and the Slytherins will stay at hating me. Out of all the Gryffindors though, Lily was beyond furious. After the first day of Christine and me getting together she made a point to tell me off.
"Way to sink so low Potter. Couldn't get anyone decent?" she asked glaring at me to kill. I didn't mind though, my heart was racing in delight. When I didn't respond she smirked and said, "So I guess you're all out of girls to take advantage of and all you had left was a Slytherin whore."
"Nope," I replied casually, "not really. There's still one more girl that I would love to have especially." I knew she could tell immediately from the look in my eyes that I meant her and boy did it piss her off.
"I hate you James Potter," she snarled at me, "and don't you forget it." Then she stormed off in a fit of fury, but it's alright. Like I said before, no one can resist James Potter.
As for Christine, she was good. The sex was great and life was pretty amazing. Now if I could only get Lily Evans with me everything would be perfect.
I lay next to Christine after a night of rough housing it in the Shrieking Shack. I was lying on my back with my hands behind my head as I stared up at the hangings of the four poster we were laying in. Through holes in the top I stared at the ceiling. I started wondering how the holes got there when Christine interrupted my thoughts. She sat up and leaned on her elbow, looking at me.
"James," she said, "let's talk."
"About what?" I asked kind of tired and not in the mood to talk.
"About why you're really with me."
I turned and gave her my classic James Potter 'what-do-you-mean' look. She scoffed, "Oh come on James. I've seen the way you look at Lily. You've never looked at any other girl that way before, not even me."
I sighed, she did have a point. "Alright, alright," I looked back up at the curtains/ceiling. "I was hoping that if I got with you Lily would get jealous and try to steal me away."
Christine sighed a disappointing sigh and I thought she was mad at me. "James, James, James. Why are boys so dumb?"
I looked back at her, surprised, "Excuse me?"
"They don't understand what girls like Lily want. Take me for instance, I'm a go getter. I see what I want and I get it, no matter what the cost. Lily on the other hand is a romantic. She wants a boy who will not only take care of her but one who will treat her right. She also likes boys when they're not egotistical jerks." I gave her a glare. "Hey I'm sorry but it's the truth." She got up and started to get dressed. When she was done she looked at me and said, "Take my advice James and win her heart if that's why you really want. Don't lead her on and break her heart because then she'll hate you even more." She walked towards the door and as she was leaving she said, "Good luck James."
"Thanks for the help," I said, really meaning it.
"No problem," and then she closed the door behind her. I was about to get up when the door opened again and Christine peeked in. "Oh, and if anyone asks I did just dump you. Try to look upset about it, just a little. Thanks for the sex." Christine was out of my life as fast as she appeared in it. Now that danger was out of my life I could win Lily.
The next day I conjured up a bouquet of white lily's and placed a note in them that said, "Beautiful flowers for a beautiful girl." I made sure to place them somewhere where I knew she would find them, on one of the tables in the common room. I hid, wanting to see what would come of this gesture. When Lily found the flowers and saw they were for her she looked surprised. After reading the note though she looked annoyed. Walking over to the portrait hole she threw the flowers away on her way out. My plan had failed but my heart wasn't broken. I saw her remove one lily before she threw the rest away and place it in her green messenger bag. I sighed with relief. So I possibly had a chance with Lily and all was right in the world once more.