A/N: There is going to be a second "edition" to this story. It will be VERY similar to this one, but with different characters. It will be in the "present (ish)" Harry Potter time. It will be a Ron/Hermione fanfic. So please if you like this one, the future one MIGHT be of interest to you.

A/N2: ISH at the ends of words means "sort of" this way. Blondish-means sort of blond but not all the way blond. It goes in any and all of my writings!

Chapter Two: Of Dreams, Lies, and Tears

Lily Evans could barley sleep the night after the incident on the stairs. She had woken up millions of times to what she thought were "nightmares". They were nightmares for her, because she felt like she liked them. In each dream that night, a there were five or six of them, she had nearly kiss James Potter, Kissed him, and even made-out with James Potter more then once. It seemed to happen seventeen times one dream, and that was enough for her to loose control of her dream world and force herself to wake up. She looked at her clock when she woke up for the tenth time that night and found it was now 5:09 AM. Shit its early! She thought and rubbed her eyes to wake herself up. There was no way she could sleep now.

Lily opened the curtains and swung her feet over the edge of her bed and searched with her foot for her slippers. When she finally found them she put them on and got out of bed. She walked to her trunk and pulled out her day-clothes, bathroom (shower) kit, and a towel she charmed in third year to dry itself. She walked into the bathroom and let the hot water and the essence of rose and jasmine wake her body, mind, and soul up. It worked well and when she felt awake and clean she dried off and pulled on all of her clean clothing. Making sure she had her quill, ink, and diary with her she began to walk down to the common room after checking that her shoes were clasped well and her robe wouldn't get stuck on any door handles.

When she stepped off of the last stair to the girls dormitory she walked as gracefully as she could in the sleepy morning hours. She walked over to a large over stuffed plush red sofa. The sofa was soft and had been adorned with soft, silken, smooth, golden pillows. It looked like the perfect spot for graduation pictures in gryffindor. She picked up her quill and began to write on a blank page of her diary. She smiled as she read over what she wrote.

Dear Diary,

James pulled me out of the fake step last night. Something odd happened though, when he pulled me out, he pulled me from the waist. Not from where I expected him to pull me from. I would have expected him to grab my hand and pull me out, but the scary thing is I think I liked it. ALSO, another scary thing! I said his name, well last name. I think I as about to thank him for helping me or something. All he did was say my name in this weird almost soft way. It was in this way that could mean he still likes me! Or never stopped liking me from fifth year on at all! Yet he did hold my gaze for a moment, he held it until he pulled me out of the hole completely. It was odd.

Laura and Sirius Black are dating. I witnessed a sad, disgusting event the other day. Them kissing yuck (I know little muggle toddler age thing to do but…she's my friend and he's an ass! I mean they already dated and broke up last year!)

LE.

Lily leaned forward and set her quill and diary down. Today there was a quidditch match. She had promised Laura she would go, even though Laura would only be eyeing Sirius and snogging him in the stands. Typical.

"Evans your up early," Potter said walking down the stairs from the boys dormitory. Lily could hear him walking towards her and didn't move, even when he sat down on the chair next to her. Yawning. Lily smile a bit, it was merely a ghost of a smile. She kept her eyes on the hem of fire, but she could feel Potter looking at her.

"I couldn't sleep" she said after a moment faking a yawn. She smiled and felt like she was comfortable right there for a moment. Sitting in a chair next to him it would be better if…No, NO! Never think that! Lily! she scolded her mind and leaned back in the chair curling her legs under her.

"I couldn't sleep" he said to her in a soft-ish way. "I had a weird dream" he said after a moment. The tension in the room was building and Lily could feel the weight. It was like an impending doom, it felt like her chest was being pressed down by weights.

"Oh, really? What happened" Lily asked nicely to see what was wrong, but still it was awkward talking to James Potter in a chummy manor. It didn't feel right. Nothing about him ever did.

"All of this years gryffindor were in my dream" he said smiling. "No one else though really, we were all friends. It felt so weird, I think it was an image of graduation or something because we were all so Happy. And then again there was a picture of all of this years gryffindor together huddled around this chair. You, Laura, Sirius, and I were the people on the chair though. Everyone else was either standing behind his, or kneeling in front of us. We were smiling like a bunch of freaks too." James added with a sigh. "That wasn't the odd part, the odd part was…that we were friends." He said looking over at her in a questioning way. "It felt odd though, it felt off. There was something weird to it…the weird part was probably the fact that there were butterflies floating with fairies around the picture. Also that there were people dancing, I couldn't see the face of the person I was dancing with…all I knew was they were wearing white!" He said to her and Lily felt the tension grow again and again.

"Oh, mine had gryffindor in it too" she said with a shudder. She needed hers to break this feeling of tension quickly. She needed something horribly bad. "Mine had all of the gryffindor I mean all! Even the ones who graduated already. Something killed them, most of them…until only you Sirius Laura and I survived. It was depressing, because in the end, Only I was alive. I was standing in the grave yard crying looking at a grave stone of someone, someone dear to me. I don't know who though," Lily said forcing herself to look scared, confused, and like the dream was real.

Lily felt odd talking to James Potter, it felt unreal. Surreal in a hell-dimension way. Lily felt herself wanting, knowing, and feeling like this had to be another hoax. Something to get her to trust him and to make her believe him and feel safe around him. So that he could "pull one" on her. Everything was a joke to him, and she hated it. She hated him. It had to be another way to kill and hurt her. Just another day, another way, and anything to get by in a world with James Potter Satin if you can call it another name...

After a half an-hour or so at around 7:00 am. Lily felt the need to break the odd silence that had fallen on the two of them after her dream was told. Her fake dream. Her real dream scared the crap out of her, and it probably would have killed him from the shock of it. She would never tell anyone about it, no one except her trusted diary.

"Well" James said quietly breaking the eerie silence and cutting down the building tension. He seemed to be nervous, that was at least the vibe that Lily had gotten from him, or was it what she was feeling she couldn't tell at the moment. It was too confusing she was too confused already to understand her own thoughts and feelings. "Yeah-um" he added unevenly and in a higher voice then usual. It seemed to make him sound scared and her thought was proved. He was nervous. Of what though, was she that scary?

"I-I-I'll-Err- I'll see you later" Lily finally spat out after a temporary break for stuttering. Lily could feel herself beginning to blush. WHAT!!! Why the fuck was she blushing?! Lily wondered for a moment before continuing to speak. "Good Luck in the match today" she said smiling and began to stand up. Her legs tingling, tired from being underneath her.

"Yeah, I'll-err-see you later" James said, wait since when did I start to think of him as James?. "Yeah, bye I'm-err-I'll be at breakfast now-bye" he added in what seemed an awkward way. He added and stood to leave. When he had left and her legs had begun to circulate blood again she walked a little bit unsteadily towards the girls dorm. Even before she reached the stair case she felt something pushing into the side of her leg. OWW! What is that sharp thing? Lily thought and pulled out the gift from Laura which was still in its box from her pocket. She walked away from the stairs and headed smiling to the great hall. She walked to the great hall and looked around she found Laura and took a seat across from her.

"Hey Lorr!" she said smiling at her. She took a bite of eggs before she realized she had happened to sit right next to James Potter. She smiled at Laura as she opened the box. She pulled a gold locket out of the box. "Lorr its beautiful" she said amazed.

"Waite! That's not what I got you" Laura said confused. "I got you a music box." Laura said confused. "H-how did my gift change forms!? It didn't have any magical description except a dancing ballerina and the songs it played! It never said anything about it changing forms…wait…can I see the box Lily" Laura said her eye brows furrowed in a confused 'what the heck' way. A look she was famous for, well at least with Lily and the gryffindors. "Its not the box!" Laura said shocked with an air of relief. "Wait-how did the whole gift change?" Laura said in yet another confused tone. Lily's fork clanked loudly onto her plate. "What gives Lily? What's wrong?" Laura asked feeling the vibes lily was throwing around like tennis balls.

Lily just glared next to her. "What does it do Potter?" Lily asked accusingly. "What the hell does this thing that I'm holding do?" Lily said through gritted teeth. Lily was glaring at him, and she could tell that he was surprised. She was expecting this much though. He always did this. Always.

"What do you Mean?" He asked confused. "Why are you pinning this on me Evans?" He asked trying to make it seem like it wasn't his fault. She knew better.

"You returned this to me. But, YOU switched it before you gave it to me. What does it do? What is the joke it does?" Lily asked accusingly. "What will it make me tell you how I feel about you? Hmm? Well, we all know that you know that." She said harshly. She couldn't care less how he felt at the moment. He was just nothing, he was only slime to her at the moment, no not just at that moment. At every moment, she would never be friends with him. She would never be kind to him. She would always and forever hate James the Prat Potter. "Where is it Potter!" She hissed at him her anger and rage pouring through her mouth like the fake rain beginning to fall down onto them.

"What are you talking about Evans! I didn't change or switch anything on you Evans! What's with all of this sudden anger, you need to ca-"

"Calm down? Hmm, why should I? I know why I shouldn't! I won't calm down because I hate you! You ALWAYS do Jokes on me! This is the last of it Potter!" Lily said with a force of hatred that could rip the world in two (luckily it didn't). "If you don't have anything more to say, I'm leaving. Unless you want to spill out the location of Laura's gift I won't talk to you today! Okay Potter?" Lily hissed at him.

"I don't know where it Is Evans! Believe me!" Potter said to her trying to calm her down or something. It wasn't going to work. She wouldn't let it work.

"Yeah right, Me believe you?!" Lily spat at him.

"We're head boy and head girl Evans! We need to at least TRY to get along! We don't want to scare off all the school and make them HATE us!? If you want the whole school to think your insane keep yelling Evans!" Potter said forcefully to her in a tone that was shocking and most unnecessary.

"You Jerk! You are the one who always mocks people, and everyone knows that you mock me and use me as a Joke! God Potter! Get a fecking Life! Oh, and you and your friends, keep the bloody fuck away from me. This isn't a warning. it's a threat!" Lily said through gritted teeth. Her eyes pinning him where he was. Or so it seemed.

"Wow, didn't know you threatened people Evans. Always thought you were the no-harm type. Well this should be an interesting year." James said in an arrogant tone.

"You, you arrogant prat!" Lily snapped at him. "I HATE YOU!" She said standing suddenly and slapping him in a forceful way. So hard that the mark seemed it would never fade away. Lily stormed off walking out of the great hall. She ran up the stairs her feet pulling her to the only place she felt safe. To the Library.

"What the? EVANS!" She heard potter mumble while she walked off, and when she began walking up the stairs she heard him call after her. She didn't want to see, speak, or think about him. She wanted to go and learn a way to make someone disappear with out killing them. She wanted to avoid him forever. FOREVER!