The answer to your reviews (thanx very much):

Water-sprite87:

Rita?? I was really confused at first about who you were talking about, but I made a mistake and I meant Rinnie. Thank you very, very, very much for bringing that to my attention. I do think Johnny Depp is a bit old, but many girls are still totally obsessed with him. I have no idea why. I have never seen Tom Felton without blonde hair, but I definitely don't think he would look cute any other way...

Bubbles:

A lot of people think Tom Felton's hot, and I didn't in the first movie, but the second and third movie were alright (except in the third movie—I didn't really like his hair much).

Mooncancer:

Yeah, I was thinking of that movie too, and I was watching Miss USA when it suddenly popped into my head. I always get random ideas. And many people think I'm weird)

Ekens36:

Daniel Radcliffe is hot in some ways, he was a lot better in the third movie and Johnny Depp? Well, my friends like him a lot, but not my type...trust me.

Dude Formerly Known As Coty:

Thanks for your review; it's always great to have people encouraging you and your review was my first for that story...thanks!

DISCLAIMER: I own Harry Potter and I still don't have my own lab top. Yeah right! (I do not own Harry Potter in any way...do you think J.K. Rowling might sell me her ideas for say----ten bucks??)

ON WITH THE STORY!

Summary: Lily was chosen to compete for a Miss UK pageant against ninety-nine other women and all's going well...at least until she involuntarily decides to fall for the gorgeous host of the Miss UK pageant...James Potter.

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"ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! What the hell!?" Could be heard all throughout the hallways of the Brinkard Star Stadium, not that anyone could hear the delicate tones of Miss Lillian Evans.

"Stupid bloody alarm clock!" Lily cursed and ran to the shower. She was almost sure she had set her alarm clock for six in the morning, but it was eight now and the dressing/tour buses were departing in fifteen minutes.

"BUSES ARE DEPARTING, PLEASE HEAD DOWN TO THE STADIUM. THIS IS THE LAST CALL."

"NOOOO!" Lily was still in the shower when the announcement was made. She was NOT going to make it. Why'd they have to make this so early anyways? Untangling herself from her towel, Lily punched the blow drier and started brushing her teeth. It was a great hotel, with a great bathroom, bed room, and maybe the bed was just too comfortable.

Lily hurriedly put on some clothes and rushed into the halls. Damn! Late on the first day! And Rinnie had so much faith in me too...I feel sooo bad—well not really but still! Run run run!

Her long slim legs were getting a little worn out and so were her heels.

"Ah elevator!" She pressed the down button and impatiently waited for that little ding sound to tell when the elevator was up here. It never came.

"What the fu—"

"It doesn't work you know. Stopped working yesterday."

Lily gritted her teeth at the voice. "That's educating, Mr. Potter."

James stepped into view and he grinned. "I see you've missed the bus. That's a pity because this is where they get the dresses they want and stuff. Plus the jewelry and under garments."

"I know," Lily spoke through the clenched teeth. If he came here to rub that in her face—

"Well, it's too late now, unless you have a car? Maybe you can find the bus and follow it because I have no clue in hell where they are going," James said. Lily blinked.

"But I thought you were the host," she said lamely. James looked thoughtful for a moment.

"I was and I still am the host, but my secretary always deals with this picking out dress stuff every year. She says I don't have good taste in clothes stores," he grimaced. "And I have no idea. She usually picks out the tuxes I where for the show." Lily smiled at the thought of James's secretary handing him a pair of superman boxers...oh what blackmail that would be...too bad she wasn't that kind of pervert.

"I can imagine that," Lily said a little dryly. James laughed.

"I'm sure you can. So, do you have a car? This is what they're supposed to do all day, and you'll be staying here all—you have to have a car!" James said, horrified at the thought of her staying there the whole day.

"Uhh..." Lily grinned nervously. "I um...don't."

"What?! What kind of idiot comes here without a car?" James shrieked. Lily felt herself flame with anger. Just who does he think he is??!!

"Well, listen here, Mr. Potter. You organized this damn thing and you know perfectly well I got here by limo, so I had no way of bringing a car! You know damn straight that even if I had a car, I wouldn't be able to use it because of the NO PARKING sign in the parking lot as it's not open to the public right now!" Lily's cheek was a deep red and she felt herself shake. "Just because you're rich, and famous, and has everything he wants doesn't mean anything you f up little—!"

James held up his hands in mock surrender. "Alright, Miss London. Let's get in my car and go buy you six dresses. All right? My treat."

"What?! You're paying? What's the catch?" Lily narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Cuz if it's anything perverted you can just get out of here."

"Why, what kind of person do you think I am? Come on," James persisted. "It's just going out to buy some dresses. It's not anything else."

"Hmmm...okay," Lily said. "But only because I'm desperate and only because I need a dress; nothing else."

"Alright, ladies first then." James opened the French Doors and held them out.

"Thank you," Lily said stiffly.

"You're welcome...now come on!"

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"Hmmm...this isn't a bad place," James remarked, gesturing to a wide variety of dresses. Lily stared. This was the worst shopping place she had ever seen in her life! What kind of dresses are these? True, they are pretty enough, but they're just too fancy. The moment you walked in, there was this dummy with big boobs in this elegant dress with pretty jewels and everything.

"This...?" Lily eyed the place skeptically.

"What, too plain for you?" James mocked. Lily glared and walked to the other side. The aisles were so filled with dresses that you could barely walk without smushing into something big and floaty.

"Deep, breath, Lily, breathe..." Lily carefully went to one of the racks and looked at each one of the dresses. "Eww...gross gross gross...yuck!"

"Hey Miss London, what about this one?" James was holding up a pink dress that had little beads on the front and this sequined pattern silk dress with a bow in the back.

"Potter, what am I? Five?"

"You know, for someone who missed the chance to go on an all out shopping spree, you sure are picky. I like it," James said.

"You like it?" Lily asked. "You really like it?"

"Yeah..." James said slowly.

"Really," Lily said sweetly. "Then WEAR IT YOURSELF."

"Sheesh, talk about wicked witch of the west..." James muttered. Lily and James kept looking for about two hours and met at the center of the store exhausted.

"Nothing," James said, dropping his hands. "At least nothing to fit your taste," he added on second thought.

"Haha, keep talking. This is why I hate shopping. Dry sense of humor. Let's go somewhere else," Lily said.

"Hold up—what? Since when did I say that I was gonna take you on a shopping spree?"

"Since you said you would help me pick a dress."

"I never said that!"

"Yes you did! Well, give or take a few words..."

So that was how it went. Lily and James went to all different kinds of stores and they spent hours looking through racks, but Lily never even bought one dress.

This reminded Lily of shopping with Rinnie. It always went like this. They would spend hours shopping and Lily usually never even bought one thing. Lily remembered the first time she went shopping. It was actually when she was seven and her mom took her to a huge mall. Lily thought it was heaven until they started shopping. Her mom dragged her from store to store to store looking for something.

As it was, Lily's mom was buying something for her boss. A bottle of cologne and champagne.

Lily smiled sadly. She was too young to remember what had happened, but one of the fights that followed was one of the worst. She could still hear her parents shouting at each other and she remembered crying and breaking the china. Her dad had left.

Then, a few months later, Lily was home early because her school was a half day. And she was happy and smiling when she got home. She raced upstairs and then she heard it.

Moaning and crying. It was sick. It was so sick. I guess mom forgot about half days, Lily grimaced.

"London, are you okay?" James snapped her out of her reverie.

Lily shook her head a few times. "What?" She found that she had tears in her eyes. I guess Potter must have noticed too.

And he did, but graciously didn't ask her for any explanation.

"Do you wanna go back or keep looking?" James said.

"Keep looking. I need a dress," Lily said.

"Ohh..." James sighed, but he went back to scrying racks.

Lily walked to the other side of the store. Away from James prying eyes.

I can't believe it. That was the worst thing ever. I used to have so much fun with mum, but from then on my smiles were forced. I think she knew that I heard. I think she knew that I saw. But she never brought it up because she thought it was okay. And I did too, Lily thought.

But it wasn't okay. The next few days were agonizing for Lily. She even remembered cutting herself when she was fourteen because she kept having those dreams with the moaning and creaking and...uhhh. Gross.

Lily slapped herself...hard. Shopping, she needed to concentrate on shopping.

Ugly, ugly, gross, eww.., ugly, ugly, gross, ooohhh...no. The clock ticked tocked, ticked tocked for Lily didn't know how many times when she saw it. It was gorgeous.

Lily almost ran for it. And she touched it. The material was a silky kind, strapless. Silver with elegant trailing and a nice design. Simple and plain, yet elegant and graceful.

"So what do you think about—what are you looking at?" James held up a dress, but stopped halfway when he saw that Lily was totally out of it. "Hello?"

"Potter, look," Lily pointed at the heavenly dress, but all James saw was a straggly gray dress that was one of the plainest ever.

"Um...are you sure you wouldn't want this one?" James held up his dress. It was a lavender color that had just one bow in the back of the dress. Lily had to admit that he had nice taste, but still...she liked the silver one. (AUTHOR NOTE: I would have a lavender dress but my favorite color is silver and lavender clashes horrible with blood red hair. just a note)

"No, that one," Lily said and she grabbed it from the rack. James looked at it doubtfully.

"Okay, what's the price?"

"You're not paying for it. I am," Lily said checking the price. "Twenty gallons! Wow, that's so cheap considering how beautiful the dress is..."

Twenty? James thought. Man, you are getting ripped off.

"Okay. That's fine. Let's go back now."

Lily looked confused. "But I thought I needed six dresses. This is only one. Where are we gonna get the other five?"

James groaned.

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Okay, James doesn't seem to like Lily's dress, but that can be altered.

Survey:

What is your favorite color?

See, I always have unique favorite colors. At first it was angelic white and people always made fun of me like whenever they saw wallpaper they were like, "Oh, there's your favorite color." I was just like, "SHUT UP."

Then it was clear. You know, the color of a crystal. They are so pretty. Now it's silver. I love silver and it's really beautiful so that's why I made Lily's dress silver.

Don't worry, Lily's gonna look pretty.

Really