Disclaimer: All Jo's. Just flitting through.

Lily watched James with exasperation. She didn't understand how he, someone like James bloody Potter, could ever be chosen for Head Boy. James simply wasn't fit for the position. He didn't pay attention to the professors, wasn't responsible and cared only about himself. He'd probably use his power to get him and his friends out of trouble when they got caught for pulling of stupid, useless, annoying pranks. James Potter was going to be, without a doubt, the worst Head Boy in the history of Hogwarts. And worse, Lily would only be able to stand by and watch.

"Alright, Allie and Jack will take first patrol. After that, Michael and Samantha will patrol." James explained to the prefects, who watched with rapt attention. "After them, Millie and Lee, and finally Gregory and Dawn. Lily and I will be here if you have any questions or need help. Lily, have you got anything to add?"

James's words snapped Lily out of her thoughts. "What did you say?" she asked. A few of the prefects snickered, but James gave her a patient smile.

"I said, do you have anything to add?" He asked again, raising his eyebrows at her. Many of the prefects were openly laughing now and James was simply lapping up the attention.

"Oh." She blushed. "N-no. I think you covered everything. You may leave for your patrols now." She said to prefects, sliding the compartment door open and waving them out.

As soon as the door was firmly shut, James plopped down onto a seat. "Wow, Lily," he teased, "your first day as Head Girl and you're already zoning out." He gave her an open smile.

"I'd prefer it if you would please refrain from embarrassing me in front of the prefects. I'm their superior and I don't want them thinking I'm an idiot, like you."

She added, under her breath. James, however, heard her and laughed it off.

"But Flower, I'm not an idiot. I managed to become Head Boy, didn't I?"

"Don't call me that. And I, personally," Lily said, "think that was a fluke in the system. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go and find someone I'd much rather be sitting with."

But just as Lily was reaching for the handle, the door slid open.

"Miss Evans," Minerva McGonagall stood before her, a small smile playing across her lips, "you couldn't possibly be thinking of leaving? That's against the rules. I trust you know that you and Mr. Potter need to be here, in case a prefect needs help with something?"

"Oh! I wasn't… I mean I was just going…" For the second time in one day, Lily was at lost for words.

"She wasn't leaving, Professor. She was checking to see the candy trolley was around. I'm starved." James interjected. "Lily wouldn't dream of breaking the rules."

"Good. I expect that both of you will follow the rules. Now, if you're both set, then I shall be going. Good day, Mr. Potter. Miss Evans." With a curt nod, McGonagall disappeared down the hallway.

"Potter… thank you for that. I could have gotten into serious trouble." Lily said, still staring at the space where McGonagall had just been.

"Oh, it was nothing, Flower. Anyway, while you're standing there, could you please check for the candy cart? I am really am straved."

Lily laughed and poked her out head out the compartment door. She glanced around an was met with an unsavory sight. Coming straight toward her was none of than Severus Snape.

"Lily! Lily!" He called, his face lighting up when he saw her. "Lily! I heard you mad-"

But Lily pulled the door shut before he could finish his sentence, locked it with a satisfying click, and sat back down.

"No candy cart, Potter." She muttered, turning her face toward the window. James said something in reply, but Lily was no longer listening. She watched as the English countryside whizzed by, her mind elsewhere.

She remembered everything about their friendship and that day. Lily and Severus had come to school as best friends. They were sorted into different houses, and therefore had made friends with different people. Severus had fallen in with Avery, Mulciber, Wilkes and Evan Rosier, a group of Slytherins would most likely amount to nothing. Lily had gained friends she trusted with her life. Still, they managed to stay close friends all throughout school.

Then, when the insufferable Potter was hexing poor Sev, Lily defended him, just as any true friend would. Yet he told her he would never need help from a useless mudblood such as her. He would tell her time and time again that he didn't mean it. But with You-Know-Who gaining power, calling people something that fowl wasn't just an insult. It was a mark that you believed in what Voldemort was saying about Muggle borns being inferior. And while she could forgive him for insulting her, she couldn't forgive him throwing his life away like that.

"He's not worth it, you know."

James voice cut through her thoughts.

"What?" Lily asked, blinking back the tears that had started to form. She turned and faced him. "What do you mean?"

"Snivellus's isn't worth crying over. He made a real stupid move, calling you a… well, you know. There is nothing wrong with being Muggle born. In fact, I think it's better, probably. Purebloods, we're born knowing we'll be magic. But you! You guys just get this fantastic surprise. You get to be magic without knowing it before hand." He explained, his eyes wide and smile large. "I think that's pretty neat."

Lily stared at him. "You might be an arrogant prick, Potter, but I must say. You do have you're moments."

"I know I do." He said, his face returning to its classic smirk. "Want to know a place where I'm going to have some real deep moments? Our first date." He stated the last part like it was a matter of fact. As if there was no way they wouldn't have a first date.

"I highly doubt that, since we'll never have a first date." She threw back with the same confidence.

"Oh, you're wrong, flower. I know we will. I saw it, back in my teacup in 3rd year."

Lily smiled. "Well, I saw myself dying learning to fly a broom, and that's not going to happen. Oh, and don't call me that."

James shot up. "You don't know how to fly a broom? Bloody hell, that's mad!"

Lily glared at him. "Don't swear, Potter. We're supposed to be role models for the younger students. And no, I do not. I don't think it's a very important skill."

"But, Flower… how do you plan on getting around?" James looked incredibly confused, sine he probably thought walking was below him.

Lily sighed, exasperated again. "Why, why, why, WHY do you insist on calling me 'flower'? It's not my name."

James cocked a grin. "I know." He said, "But it drives you bonkers, doesn't it? I love the idea that I drive you bonkers."

Lily smirked. "You most certainly do drive me bonkers. Except in not a good way."

It was James' turn to laugh. "Oh, I know. But mark my words, Evans. By the time this year is up, you'll be head over heels in love with me. I know it."

Lily couldn't help but chortle at his confidence. It was amazing that even after six years of being shot down, James seemed to believe that this year would be chance.

Then, with a tremendous bang, the door flew open and revealed a very excited looking Sirius and a slightly weary looking Remus.

"Jamesie!" Sirius shouted, tackling his best friend. "You can come sit with us now! We're nearly halfway there! You've got to know how bored I am, mate. Remus won't play with me and Peter's keeps trying to practice some spells he never bothered to learn."

Suddenly, Sirius turned to Lily. "Unless, of course, you're doing something much more… erm… interesting in here."

With hopeful eyes, James started "Well, actually I was just-" But Lily cut him off.

"Not a chance, Potter. Anyway, since I no longer have to stay, I'm going to go find some people I'd actually like to talk to." Lily said turning to leave.

"Oh, Evans…" James started with a mischievous grin, "I'll see you later. In our dorms, remember?"

With a groan, Lily slammed the door closed and walked along the corridor until she heard Aira's familiar screech coming from a compartment.

"Hello ladies!" She said, rushing in. She was quickly enveloped into a massive hug. She could feel Aira's bony arms around her middle and Charlotte's blond hair tickling her face. However, something seemed out of place.

"Aira, Char… where's Ellie?" She asked, glancing about. She could see Ellie's stuff stashed one of the racks and her jasmine scented perfume lingered in the room, but the willowy black haired girl wasn't into the room.

"Oh…" The other two girls giggled. "Actually, she went to find Remus."

Lily's eyes widened. Even after knowing and liking Remus for over four years, Ellie had probably said less than ten words to him.

"We know. It's a little crazy." Charlotte said, seeing Lily expression. "But I think it's good for her."

Their friend was known for being incredibly shy. She didn't volunteer in class and she didn't speak with people whom she wasn't well acquainted with. Talking to Remus was a huge step for her.

"Anyway, tell us everything!" Aira said, pulling Lily onto the seat next to her.

"Oh, well… This summer, Petunia brought home the most AWFUL boy, Vernon-" Lily started, but Charlotte cut her off.

"No, no, no! We want to hear about James. But I do want to hear about Vernon later."

"Oh, that was nothing. We talked, told the prefects what to do." Lily said, waving it away.

"Did he try to snog you?" Aira cut in. She wasn't one to beat around the bus. She usually got right to point.

"No!" Lily exclaimed.

"Well, what happened then?" The girls asked in unison.

"Fine. Alright, Head Boy finally got there and it was Potter of all people, which I am not sure how happened because he's simply awful…." Lily began.

I actually am really liking this story. James and Lily have a really strange relationship, and it's fun to write about.