Lily loaded her luggage onto the train, hauling it torturouslybehind her. She couldn't help looking down to where she had pinned her badge. The silver glimmer proudly bore the two words: Head Girl.

She made her way to the entrance of the train, where the compartments were, and grinned to herself. It took her longer than usual; people were stopping her to congratulate her as they too saw the badge pinned to her chest.

Tamara squealed when she saw her, as Alice beamed. "Congratulations." She said quietly.

Lily smiled, "Thanks. How were your holidays? I meant to catch up, but letters was all I could manage."

"You would have had so much fun with me!" Tamara said exuberantly, "I told you we went to Italy, and you should've seen the Wizards there! They were gorgeous! Of course, nothing really compared to Sirius, but it was nice to look."

Lily grinned, "Look?" she asked, "Drool you mean. They must've had buckets set out for you wherever you went."

Tamara rolled her eyes and punched Lily half heartedly, "Alice, tell Lily where you went for your holidays! I bet you saw the hottest guys out of all of us."

Alice smiled gently, "I just went to Venice."

Lily nodded in appreciation, "See anyone we know?"

Alice blushed slightly, "Yeah, Frank was there as well. My parents spent most of their time in the cafes, but I spent my time on the canals with Frank."

"Romantic," Lily said, and smiled, "You and Frank would be nice together."

Alice blushed again, and shook her head.

Another thought hit Lily, "Hey, do either of you guys know who the Head Boy is? I have an inkling, but it's always good to know for sure."

Tamara exclaimed, her eyes twinkling, "You'll never guess!" she said excitedly, "It's –" she stopped short as Alice clapped a hand over her mouth.

Alice looked at Lily, a sparkle of amusement lighting her eyes as well, "You'll find out soon enough." She said, "Now off you go! The sooner you get to your compartment, the sooner you'll know."

Lily made a face at the mysterious Alice and the pouting Tamara and then grinned as she swept past them.

Lily stepped into the Head's Compartment, and closed the door with some relief against the throb of noise beating against her ears. She turned and was confronted by a mop of messy black hair sitting in the corner, right behind a Witch Weekly Magazine. That hair could only belong to one person.

"Potter." She began flatly, "What are you doing in here?"

James' voice (had she really expected anyone else's?) came from behind the magazine, "I'm supposed to be here. Hey! This magazine is really full of n–"

Lily interrupted him abruptly: she did not want him to continue, "This is the Head's compartment." She snarled.

James raised his eyebrows, "I realised. You see, I 'knew' you'd be in here, so I just 'popped' in to say hello."

Lily glared at him: at his stupid sayings and smile. At his stupid hair that would not lie straight. She just wanted to flatten it and NO! She thought, interrupting herself, "Get out." She hissed at Potter.

"I'm sorry Lily Flower, but, you see: I'm actually meant to be here."

"Oh yeah?" Lily gritted her teeth, "Prove it."

James grinned, obviously relishing this. He stood, laying the magazine on the seat gently and placed a hand under the silver badge on his own chest, "Read it with me." His voice had tones of sarcasm and playfulness twined around the whisper, "Head…Boy."

Lily's eyes widened, but she tried to hide her surprise, "I can read, Potter."

James smiled smugly, "Then you know I am fully authenticated to be in here."

Lily raised an eyebrow, "No. You obviously stole it from Remus."

Sirius chose this moment to poke his head around the corner, "Actually, he didn't."

Lily whipped around, "Black." She said in short acknowledgement.

He grinned at her, and then stepped aside to make room for Remus. Lily stared at him, as if hoping he would tell her that it was just another prank from the two idiots.

Remus smiled long-sufferingly, and shook his head, "No, Lily. He is telling the truth."

She frowned, "But I was so sure that…"

Here James piped up, "Yeah, so was I. Trust me Evans. I was nearly as surprised as you are." Here, James threw a look at a sniggering Sirius, telling him to shut up! But, as usual, this only made him laugh harder, "Of course, it's sunk in now. Took a while though."

"But… but." Lily sputtered, Oh crap she thought, Dumbledore must've lost his mind! She thought about the long year ahead. With James beside her, No! She screamed in her mind, shaking her head, No. Nononono.

Remus grimaced, "I know." He came forwards to place a hand on her shoulder, "But you'll get used to it."

She looked over at James, who was grinning from ear to ear at her, "Somehow, I don't think I will." She muttered as James grinned even more.

"Hey, Evans," James looked at her as they stepped off the train, " Do you know what?"

"Not personally." She mumbled sourly.

James tilted his head on the side, "Huh?"

Lily rolled her eyes and sighed, "Never mind… what were you going to say?"

"Because we're the Head Students and all, we get our own, private common room, and dormitories, with a private bathroom."

Lily glared, "Great." She muttered sarcastically.

James enthusiastically nodded his agreement, "Isn't it?"

Lily turned and walked to the nearest "horseless" carriage to take her to Hogwarts, and that was all the answer James Potter was going to get.

"Hey Prongs!" Sirius called from one of the carriages.

James gaped at Lily's retreating back. All I did was ask a question, he thought as he made his way to the carriage. But then again, perhaps it was a bit suggestive. He sighed: It was going to be a long year.