A/N: Written for the Word Prompt Fun Challenge.

Lily had a part time job at the Three Broomsticks. Now, you may be wondering, why did she have a part time job? It was for two reasons actually. The first one was so Potter would stop asking her out because she was busy every Hogsmeade weekend, and the other was that she had already seen Hogsmeade plenty of times, and so had nothing to do when the weekend came.

It was a busy day today. The bars and tables were crammed full of people and Madame Rosmerta was being run ragged, but she had a happy glow on her face as always. Lily was taking a break in the backroom after a couple hours of hard work. A while later, Madame Rosmerta joined her with two butterbeers in hand.

"Here, darling," she said, holding one out to her. "You deserve it."

Lily's eyes widened. "No, I couldn't possibly! You're already paying me."

The bartender merely laughed merrily and closed Lily's hand around it. Lily sighed, but accepted it. For a moment, the only sounds were the noisy yells from the room over.

"So," Madame Rosmerta began, eyes twinkling mischievously. "How are you doing? Is James still asking you out?"

Lily's eyes flashed dangerously. "Yes." She ground out. "I'm never going to go out with him! The only reason he keeps asking me out is because I'm the only girl who hasn't fallen for him. I'm not going to go out with an arrogant tog-rag who doesn't love me!" She finished her rant, slightly out of breath.

Madame Rosmerta shook her head sadly. She knew that Lily was extremely clever, but it amazed her how she didn't see what was right in front of her. She remembered when she first saw them in third year. Lily, back then an adorable little redhead, had stormed in angrily with four boys following her. The leader (she presumed) was black haired boy and was staring at her with obvious adoration in his eyes while the rest of them trailed behind, bored. She watched through the years as that adoration became respect and love and she saw how he utterly devoted himself to the young girl in front of her, and hoped that Lily would see it soon too.

But then, their break was over and all thoughts of James washed away from Lily's mind. Rosmerta stayed for a bit, and then went to the cellar. She had long ago discovered that her cellar contained a trap door, although she never told anyone about it. Especially since four particular boys thought they were being sneaky.

"Well, I guess now that Lily isn't on here anymore, I should get to work too." She announced loudly. And then she left. A couple of seconds later, four figures went tumbling from the shadows.

"Ow, get off me Padfoot!"

"You're stepping on my foot, Wormtail!"

"I'd appreciate not being crushed, thanks."

"I'm sorry guys!" Came a squeaky voice, as slowly the group righted themselves.

James Potter finally sat up and mussed up his hair miserably. "You don't think she really meant that do you?" He asked in a small voice.

Sirius winced. The only place his best friend lost his confidence in was Lily, although he never showed it.

"Of course not!" He exclaimed heartily, thumping his back. "But do you know what this means?"

Everyone turned to stare at him curiously. "What?"

"Lily works here! You can come see her anytime!"

Needless to say, Lily quit her job soon after.