"I'm coming with you,"

"No, you're not!"

"I don't go, then no one goes," James ran up to his dormitory and came down with a broomstick and his invisibility cloak.

"Where are your clothes?"

"I don't need 'em. More excess weight." He winked. Then together, they ran thought the Entrance Hall and dashed out the doors. The night was warm and cloudy. Prefect for flying. James mounted the broom, then Lily and they were set for Edinborough for the funeral of Alexander Evans, Lily's father. After many tears and shrewd remarks from Petunia, they were back at Hogwarts in two days. Sirius luckily had covered for them saying they had permission to leave classes for a few days due to stress. Thankfully, the issue was never taken to the headmaster. When Lily and James returned, it was 9:30 and her eyes were blood shot and he looked very solemn. There was no bid farewell, they just both went to their dormitories and fell asleep. In the morning, they surrounded by people questioning their disappearance. They just ignored everyone and kept on with their classes. Throughout the course of the next week, Lily had become very quiet. She felt empty without her father but James tried to fill the emptiness with his undying love for her. His had twirling her hair around his finger and the warm feeling she got when he held her soothed the grief that overwhelmed her from time to time. Lily and James were not the only couple who had found love. Chester and Bailey from Slytherin were deeply transfixed, as were Charlie and Tara from Gryffindor. Even Sirius had found love with a Ravenclaw girl named Tanya. As the school year began to come to a close, the dorms and common rooms began to look barren. The day came for them to board the Hogwarts Express. The marauders and Lily all crammed into a compartment like a can of sardines. The ride was silent except for the turning pages of Remus's book. The train slowed, and then came to a stop. Before getting off the train, they all said their farewells because they knew once they got off, they would be swallowed by the mob of families that waited outside for them. Lily began to son as tears streamed down her cheeks. James comforted her as best he could. He gave her a tight hug and they stepped outside. After that, he was lost to her until they met again. When ever that would be. Lily and Sirius stayed together as best they could to meet their parents on the other side of the barrier. Lily stifled a sob but tried to clean her tears before she saw her family. They said good-bye then, Lily stepped into their car. Petunia sat there with a sour look on her face and her mother looked at her with concern.

"What's the matter?"

"It's just… well… we've been worried about this Jimmy boy,"

"James,"

"Yes, whatever. What if he's a trouble-maker or does some sort of drug."

"Mum! I've known him for three years! He's really nice and drugs don't fly with him!"

"Yes, well, we'll talk about this later." Lily smiled, knowing she could reason with her mother and maybe even be able to go down and see him. When she got home, she unpacked her things and found a letter on her cloak.

"Dear Lily,

I do hope your trip home was well. I know I haven't told you but my parents aren't sure if we should be together. They said they will arrange meetings with other witches, obviously to change my mind. I will do everything in my power to stop them.

I love you,

James

P.S. Ask if you can come down for a while."

Lily laid the letter on her cloak and continued to unpack, thinking about what she could put in her reply. Her mother would give anything to get rid of her for a whole week. She still wondered what would happen if she showed up on the Potter's doorstep to find that Harry, no, James had fallen in love with someone else. That name kept popping into her head. The boy with the jet-black hair, green eyes and lanky figure that haunted her dreams. Somehow, she knew him. He had two friends. A red-haired, freckled boy and a bushy-haired, buck-toothed girl, but still, the boy with round glasses and lightning shaped scar looked strangely familiar. She shook him from her mind as she put away her last sweater. Then, sitting at her desk, she wrote back a letter to James.

"Dear James,

I would love to come down. I'll probably arrive within two weeks because my family and I have so much to catch up on. Mother wonders if you're a trouble-maker. I told her that you are one of the best-behaved at Hogwarts. Yeah, right. While those eligible, young witches are there, please try your best not to fall in love with one of them. That's nearly impossible for a sixteen year old but if it happens we can always be friends. I just don't want to die of a broken heart. See you soon!

All my undying love,

Lillian"

Reading it once more, she sealed it in an envelope and sent it off with her owl. Her mother was calling her for supper so she jumped the stairs and danced backwards into the kitchen. She kissed her mother on the cheek and began to set the table. When everyone was sat down and Lily was sure they were all concentrated on eating, she piped up.

"James sent me a letter,"

"Really, how nice," her mother replied.

"He's asked me to join him at his house for some of the summer,"

"Oh, I don't know, sweetie. I've told you before; he might not be a good influence."

"Oh no, mother! He isn't!" Petunia said. "Lily's told me stories of how he's often gotten detention and is always late for classes."

"Why you dirty little liar! Every time something good happens to me, you have to try and ruin it, you snotty little sewer rat!"

"Oh god! Shut up, you curse mingling, carrot headed, ugly little tramp! With that picture you sent me, how many of those have you dated? Two? Three?"

"For you information, James is my one and only boyfriend and he will be my only one. Now, if I may be excuse, I have to repack my things for a summer with my boyfriend and friends! I will be seeing you… well, in about a year." The Evans family, or what was left of it, sat, not entirely sure what they had just heard. Before either one could get up to stop Lily, she was already trampling down the stairs with her trunk.

"See you next year!" And she sprinted out of the house. She stopped at a local café to write a letter to James saying he could find her at the Leaky Cauldron. She walked through the streets of London for about an hour at a rhythmic pace. Finally, there was the Leaky Cauldron, in front of her, plain as day. Stepping inside, she nearly collapsed. Lily was now among her people, witches and wizards, not muggles.

"Dear Tom!" She breathed, nearly out of breath. "Could you spare me a room for a few nights?"

"Certainly, fairest Lily! That'll be one galleon and eleven sickles. Your room is number 16." She handed over the strangely shaped coins and took her things. When she opened the door to her room, she fell limply on her bed and fell asleep. When she awoke, it was already dark. She stretched, the opened her trunk to maybe start on her homework. She had Charms and Potions to finish up. Charms were her favorite subject, so she started up with that to get her going. It was a simple five-thousand word essay on the disillusionment charm. About ten minutes into writing, there was a knock at her door. It was Tom with a note for her. She thanked him graciously and shut the door.

"My Juliet,

Please meet me beside the fire in the lounge in the Leaky Cauldron at seven.

Love,

Your Romeo"

Lily searched frantically for what to wear because it was already six thirty. She decided on an elegant purple sun dress with purple ballet flats. Arriving just in the nick of time, she sat gracefully by the fire. There was a man in a cloak.

"So you're here already!" she cried. The man took off his hood to reveal the hook-nosed face of Severus Snape.

"So you received my note, Juliet!"