In the Days of Lily Evans and James Potter

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A/N: QUICK RECAP : Chpt. 1- Lily and Petunia discuss James. James and Lily are Head Students. Lily gets a mystery owl. Chpt. 2- James, Sirius, and Peter run into Lily at Diagon Alley. Chpt. 3- The year starts. Lily surprises herself and enjoys the train ride with James. Chpt. 4- More focused on telling the story of who likes who. The first night and second day of Hogwarts. Chpt. 5- Lily and James suspect the new DADA teacher is a Death Eater. James flirts with Lily at the lake and they go for a broom ride. Chpt. 6- Lily suspects Snape and Regulus Black are DEs. James chases after her. Chpt. 7- A stag (James) saves Lily from the Cruciatus Curse. Lily and James kiss. Chpt. 8- Frank thinks James is using Lily to "connect" with her. Chpt. 9- Lily listens in on Regulus and Snape. Chpt. 10- James's parents might be dead. Lily comforts him with kisses. Chpt. 11- James's friends turn to Lily to comfort James. She tells him she wants to be his girlfriend.

To: Jeisa

Chapter 12

Ten...nine...eight...he could see Lily counting too. Two...one. It had lasted at least twenty-four hours.

The party was that night. Lily refused to tell James her costume, but Alice had warned him it was a black cat. James was going as the Phantom of the Opera.

It had not been a shock he was going steady with Lily now. The bigger shock was Alice and Frank. Alice was still furious with her potential match, and she had roped Peter into going with her. That was when Sirius came up with the idea for him, Remus, and Frank to be the Three Musketeers.

"You, mister, are going to be happy tonight," Lily informed him as they left Potions together. "You are going to have a great time with your friends." James saluted her.

"Yes, ma'am," he mocked. She slapped his arm away from her.

"James! I mean it." He nodded. It was awkward, finally having what he had wanted, but he was sure it would fade away. They parted ways at the common room, and James went up to change into his costume.

Lily took his breath away when he saw her. Her sleek costume was not corny, but almost sexy. The black contrasted nicely with the red of her hair and her eyes stood out just like a cat.

"Are you going to sing for me?" She slipped her arm around him. He laughed at her. She was moving like a cat. It was too weird.

"Are you going to turn into McGonagall?" James teased. "Jeez, Lily, what are you, a secret Animagus?" Sirius paused as he passed them. James looked at him. She didn't know.

"If I was an Animagus, I wouldn't have bought a costume," she said, playing along. James held out his arm and she took it, and they proceeded to the party.

They danced, and, as promised, James had fun. Alice kept a tight grip on Peter's arm, and she smiled, while Frank grimaced.

"Poor Frank," Lily commented as they got drinks. "Alice is so mad at him. She's trying to make him jealous." Alice, in a shrubby-like tree cosume, and Peter a ghost, did look a bit too good to be true, a bit staged.

"It's partly my fault," he replied over the music. A new band called 'The Weird Sisters' was making its debut.

"No," Lily scolded him. She looked around. "The music's too loud, let's go get some air." Lily grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the Great Hall.

"Where are we going?" James asked as they passed several corridors.

"I talked to Professor Flitwick and Slughorn, and they got this together," she said, leading him up a stairway.

"What's the password?" a portrait of a man resembling Slughorn ever so much asked.

"Gargled flies," Lily replied. The portrait swung out, revealing the Head Student Tower. James's jaw dropped.

"It's done?" he asked.

"Almost. They have to finish putting certain charms on it for protection and stuff," she told him. Lily reached up and pulled off his mask.

"Are we allowed to be in here?" James asked, as she took his suit jacket from him. She giggled.

"Since when does Potter care about rules?" she asked, taking a step nearer. "Yes."

James put his hands on her waist and kissed her slowly. She let her cat ears fall out of her hair and threw her arms around him. They dueled for what felt like an eternity. The Halloween Dance had been forgotten, along with his name. They were interrupted before long.

"All students report to their common rooms immediately. All prefects, teachers, and Heads report to Professor Dumbledore's office." McGonagall's voice rang out loud and clear.

"We have to go," Lily said urgently. James shrank his costume bits and stowed them in his pocket. Lily replaced the cat ears and they ran to the Headmaster's office.

"An attack has been made by the Death Eaters," Dumbledore was saying as Lily and James burst into his office.

"What?!" James was not ready for more bad news. The fact that his parents might be dead was hard enough. And Lily... she was so good to him. Everyone in the room had their eyes on him for a split second while he put on his glasses.

"Five muggle housholds and twelve wizarding homes have been distroyed by Fiend Fyre." Dumbledore's voice was small. "We've got to keep the students safe until we know things have calmed down."

"Who got hit, professor?" a Hufflepuff prefect asked.

"We're not sure yet," McGonagall stated, but just as she did, an owl flew in and dropped a letter on Dumbledore's desk. He and the Deputy Headmistress read in silence.

"Everyone may go... except Ms. Evans and Mr. Potter." The others filed out, each with a questionable look.

"James, Lily, take a seat," McGonagall suggested. The two students sat, and Lily grabbed James's hand.

"Mr. Potter, I'm sorry, you're house is distroyed," Dumbledore stated. His blue eyes were piercing. James shifted, wishing he hadn't kept his glasses on him. He put his fist up to his downturned head, avoiding their eyes. Lily squeezed his hand as Dumbledore continued.

"Ms. Evans, the neighborhood next to yours has been hit by a random tornado, and your parents have relocated to the other side of Little Whinging. They ask that you remain at Hogwarts until the Easter Holiday." Lily did not act upset, but held James's hand tighter. He needed her.

"You may go, and Mr. Potter, I'm sorry," McGonagall said.

"Mr. Potter is... was my father."

A/N: This chapter was supposed to be longer, but I thought I'd leave it here. Pass the Word, RnR, Concrit. You all rock!