A/N: OHMYGOODNESS I'm so sorry about how long it's been since I've updated this! I promise, more will come soon. I won't have that much time but I'll try to update ASAP. Thanks for being patient, guys :) -Ellie

"James!"

"What?"

"You can't eat in here!"

"Why not?"

"It's a library!"

"So?"

"My Lord, James," Lily said, reshelving a particularly large book regarding goblin rights. "You could hurt the books!"

"Right," James said, grinning, "hurt the sentient books."

"Seriously," Lily said, "hide that now or get a detention from Madam Pince. Your choice."

James subsequently hid the plate of food he had smuggled in from the Great Hall into his robe as Madam Pince rounded the corner and strode toward the two.

"Talking about books, right?" she asked spookily.

"Yes," Lily replied. "Of course."

Madam Pince glared at the pair, suspicious of James but reassured by Lily, and slinked into the next aisle over.

"James," Lily began, "I'm about ready to vanish that food. Eating in the library? It's practically suicide!"

"Oh, what's she going to do, it's not like she'll kill me."

"Well if it is, you'll have had it coming," Lily said, giggling softly.

"Blimey, Lily, it's nearly time for Potions. Don't want Slughorn's precious jewel to be late."

"Oh my Lord, James," Lily laughed as they stepped out of the library. "We really are going to be late and it's all going to be your fault."

Lily's prediction, unfortunatley, was correct. They walked in nearly fifteen minutes into the lesson.

"Oh my god, Professor Slughorn, I'm so sorry. I was busy."

"With me," James said as he strutted in behind her. Sirius giggled like a schoolboy.

"No problem, Miss Evans, no problem." Horace Slughorn pointed to two empty chairs in the back of the classroom with rather large fingers. "Have a seat there," he said. Lily and James obeyed, Lily walking with a bit of a slouch and James walking proudly with his back straight.

"I didn't do the homework," James whispered into Lily's ear. She sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Of course you didn't."

"Can I see yours? Moony normally lets me borrow his."

"Moony?"

"Remus."

"Oh. Well, yeah, but no copying."

James skimmed through Lily's long roll of parchment, paying more attention to her than anything else. He always felt the world blur when he looked at her. She wasn't hot. She wasn't pretty. She was beautiful.

"James!" Lily said. "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing! Nothing." His eyes lifted so that his eyes were locked in hers.

"Are you done?" she said in a stern tone of voice.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm done."

"Felix Felicis… the potion of-"

"Luck," Lily finished.

"Very good, Miss Evans. And Mr. Potter, how much of Felix Felicis do you need to bring the effects upon yourself?"

"Erm-" James said, shuffling Lily's paper. "One drop."

"Right again, Miss Evans."

James looked confused. "Evans? I answered that."

"With my paper," Lily giggled. Sirius and Remu snickered.

"Right then. Let's get brewing and the winner gets some Liquid Luck. I would say good luck, but, you know… Anyway, off you pop!"