A/N: Okay, so before we get started, someone reviewed and said something about me saying Lily was a virgin in the beginning of the story, but in the last chapter I said she wasn't, so I figured I'd make this issue clear. Lily IS a virgin! I never made it explicitly clear in either instance, but what I meant about her experience with boys in the last chapter was about kissing and things other than sex. Hopefully that clears it up for anyone who was confused. Thanks!

"So, how are things with James?" Whitlyn asked in a teasing voice. Lily looked over at her, a little shocked by the question. The red head had been lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, for what seemed like hours. She was not only confused about the James situation, but, now, extremely paranoid thanks to Whitlyn's question.

"Um, same as usual, I suppose," Lily replied nonchalantly, careful not to give anything away. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, it's just the other week you expressed your undying love for him-"

"No! No, no, no." Lily interrupted upon seeing the twinkle in Whitlyn's eye. "I never said I loved him. I simply said I might, MIGHT being the operative word, like him. Which, I have decided, that I absolutely do not."

"Alright, girl, no need to get defensive. I was just wondering," Whitlyn said, shaking her head. "Where's Bradlee?"

"Umm… I'm not sure. I haven't seen her since breakfast," Lily replied. Whitlyn just shrugged her shoulders, returning to the homework she was doing, for possibly the first time in her life.

"Why are you doing homework?" Lily asked her confused.

"What? Did you say something to me?" Whitlyn asked after a few seconds.

"Yeah, I said why are you doing homework?" repeated Lily.

"Because I'm a responsible student trying to focus on my studies. You don't have to judge me for it," she said.

"Whatever, you are such a liar."

"Alright, alright, you broke me down. I'll tell you," Whitlyn said sitting up, suddenly excited. "I'm not doing homework."

"What are you doing then?" Lily asked, perplexed.

"I'm making a list," she whispered, as if she had just disclosed the Ministry of Magic's most precious secret. Lily crinkled her eyebrows together at the vagueness of Whitlyn's statement. Before she could press for more information, though, Whitlyn continued, this time in her normal voice. "More specifically, an invitation list for what will live in infamy as the greatest party in all of Hogwarts history. Don't worry, girl, you're invited."

"Thanks," Lily replied sarcastically. "I was so worried I wasn't gonna be invited to the greatest party in all of Hogwarts history. Who all are you inviting?"

"Umm mostly just sixth and seventh years. Maybe a few fifth years though. It's strictly A-list."

"I wouldn't expect anything less from you, love. " Lily smiled at how concerned Whitlyn was with keeping up appearances.

"By the way, do you know who told Jimmy fucking Collins that I like him?" Whitlyn asked, anger suddenly becoming the dominant emotion in her voice. Lily busted out laughing.

"I have no idea," she gasped out between laughs, "but that is the funniest thing I've ever heard!"

"It's not funny, you bitch!" Whitlyn yelled, throwing a pillow at her friend. "He actually came up to me today and winked at me, Lily. Winked. Why would he think that's okay? Look at me! I'm gorgeous! And then look at him… with his pimple covered face and pit stains.

"Whatever," Lily said, rolling her eyes and standing up from the bed. " It's not the end of the world, sweet heart. Promise. But I'm starving. I'm going down to the kitchens to get some food."

"Bring me some cookies?" Whitlyn asked, a huge smile on her face.

"Hell no."

Lily was lost in thought as she walked to the kitchens. What Whitlyn had asked her about James had disturbed her slightly. She knew Whitlyn didn't know anything about her secret relationship with James. How could she? But it unnerved Lily to know that she was keeping such a big secret from her friends. She was so lost in thought that she didn't hear the footsteps behind her, and was caught completely off guard when someone pulled her into a nearby classroom. She heard the door lock and became nervous. When she turned around, though, all she saw was James, who was panting hard.

"James, wha-" she began, but was cut off by his lips attacking her own. She was surprised for a moment, but quickly recovered and began to kiss back with fervor. He broke the kiss for a moment, looking at her, his eyes clouded with lust.

"I know you said this would be on your terms. But I want you so bad, Evans." She studied him for a moment, noticing the messy way his hair fell into his eyes, those gorgeous hazel eyes. Right then, she didn't care what her friends thought. She didn't care about what was right or wrong. All she cared about was that James Potter was standing in front of her, and she wanted him.

She quickly captured his lips with hers, moving to unbutton his shirt. He did the same to her, hands shaking. Both of their shirts hit the floor, quickly followed by her bra. His lips found the hard mounds, licking and sucking them, making Lily moan in ecstasy. She found her hands heading downward, towards the button of his pants. She made a motion to take them off, but he pulled away.

"Lily, are you sure?" He stared into her green eyes, searching for a sign that she wanted to stop. She responded by kissing him once again, her tongue making its way into his mouth. She had never been more sure of anything in her life. She wanted James Potter. She wanted him right now.

"So… did you hear about Whitlyn's party?" Lily tried to make awkward conversation as she fumbled with her bra. Okay, so she had chickened out. She couldn't help it. Virgins just can't have sex at the drop of a hat. Well, she couldn't anyway. James was laying on the desk, clearly frustrated with how things had gone.

"No, Evans, I did not hear about her party."

"Well… it's gonna be the greatest party in all of Hogwarts history."

"Awesome. I'm super excited," he deadpanned, before standing up and pulling his clothes back on. "Okay, well, thanks to you I'm gonna go take a cold shower."

"Look, you don't have to be such a fucking asshole all the time! I'm sorry I can't just have sex with you in an empty classroom! I'm a fucking VIRGIN Potter! Does that mean nothing to you?" It was really starting to piss Lily off that James was acting like she owed him sex. She didn't owe him anything!

"Whatever, Evans. If I'm such an asshole, then we're done with this."

"Good. Because I'm done with you," she replied, storming out of the room and up to her dormitory.

"So, anyways, it's going to be the greatest party in all of Hogwarts history! Oh my god. They're probably going to have to rewrite the book after this one!" Lily walked in to Whitlyn rambling on about her party to Bradlee who looked like she couldn't care less.

"Hey Lil," Bradlee said before turning her attention back to Whitlyn. "What the hell are you talking about? They're going to have to rewrite the book?"

"Umm Hogwarts a History? It's going to have to include my party. …Cause it's gonna be the greatest party…"

"In Hogwarts history, you've told me about a million times Whit."

"Well, if you don't want to come, you don't have to. Just quit being such a bitch," Whitlyn said. She turned and looked Lily up and down for the first time since she had entered the room. "Why do you look like somebody just murdered your baby?" Lily glared at her before storming into the bathroom. "Well, someone has their panties in a twist."

"DON'T USE THAT WORD!" Lily yelled from the bathroom. Whitlyn stifled a laugh before returning to her party planning.

A/N: Well, there ya go! An update! I know this chapter's kind of random… I like to put in little scenes that make it seem more like real life than a story. Not everything ties into the major plot… I know that's not how you're supposed to write a story buuuuuut this is my story. So there :P Antyways, please review and tell me what you though! Kthanks