Disclaimer: Um I don't know what to put for this one. Oh wait that's one.

A/N: I have to make a public apology to Raekitty or I'm screwed so here goes. I'm sorry I insulted the hot guy in your geometry class that likes to lean back in his chair, Scott. Just because he has a huge freaken nose in his face in no reason. And just because we all think you are…well lets not put that one on the Internet. I'm sorry. not

Mmmmm, hooker or strappy, that was the question of the week. It was seven thirty on Saturday, and I was having a major fashion brain freeze, not that I was any good at picking out clothes when I wasn't having a brain freeze. It was just tonight it seemed a whole lot worse. But luckily for me, Mere called right on cue.

"Hey," she said, "sup."

"Just getting ready for my date," I replied.

"I thought you would have been ready."

"Strappy or hooker?"

"What are you wearing?"

"Black spagetti strap, jean jacket, and a black mini."

"Hair?"

"Um…" I glanced at the clock and swore under my breath, twenty to eight, and I still had to do my hair and possibly my makeup. "I haven't done my hair yet."

"Ok listen up Lil, take your strappies, give the hair a once over, put on some lip gloss, and a little eyes shadow. Make it subtle, but not too subtle. Got it."

"Yea, thanks." I made to hang up my phone, but Mere cut me off.

"Oh and I want all the dirty details, and I mean everything, except for how his tongue taste. Don't really want to know that."

"Yea I don't think I want to find out that either."

By five till eight I was down stairs ready and waiting. It was really amazing how fast a girl could get ready when she knew what she had to do.

"You look nice," said my mom walking into the room all dressed up. "Your father's taking me to Le Mares for our anniversary."

Shit,I had completely forgotten about my parents' anniversary being tonight. Why god why are you so cruel. "So where's Rachel?" Rachel, the little sister from hell. She was the biggest tattletale you'll ever see, Dad Lily has clothes like a slut, Mom Lily made out with some guy, (so never happened), Dad Lily has these weird little things in these weird packages in her room. The last one had resulted in a raid in my room, cause he thought they were condemns, or something like that, yea, but it turn out they weren't.

"Over at a friends."

"And were do you think your going dressed like…like a hooker?" Mr. Evens spat entering the room.

That's when I remembered that I hadn't told my parents about my date. I ran through the possible options. "I met a really hot guy in a coffee shop." "Um…party at Mere's." "Just going out with some friends," None of them seemed good enough though.

"Honey," said Lily's mom obviously taking Lily's silence for an answer, "our reservations are for eight thirty."

"I don't give a damn," Mr. Evens replied. "I'm not going anywhere till I get my…" He was cut off by the sound of the doorbell, and made to answer it while I swore under my breath. Why god, why.

"Um hi, is Lily home?"

I looked over my father's shoulder and saw none other than James Potter standing on the front steps, looking a little worried, no doubt at my dad's expression.

"And what business do you have with my daughter."

"Um we kind of have a date tonight."

My dad turned to me, giving me a look that said all to well, you're so dead young lady. My dad was one of those people who thought that I should be a nun, and never have a boyfriend and blah blah blah. I never really paid to much attention to my dad's lectures. All you had to do was fake it and always agree with what he said.

"Well have fun you two." My mom took a hold of my dad's arm and started to steer him out the door.

"Oh no," he said. "No body's going anywheres."

My mom sighed. "Ok, now what did you say your name was?" she said address James.

"Um, James Potter."

"And were do you live James?"

"Uh, 7778, Parker Drive"

"Ok now when our daughter doesn't come home tonight we know who to kill, and where to find you."

I gave myself a smile, my mom always the joker. She whispered something in my dad's ear, and gave him a wink. Only then did my dad, allow himself to be taken to the car, but not before my mom turned and mouth "twelve" to me. I heard the car start up and pull out of the driveway.

James still looked a little confused about what just had happened. It made him look all the more cutter. I gave him a quick glance to see what he was wearing, and sighed. He had chosen a long black cloak, jeans, and a black shirt. But I had to give him points for the cloak. It was so cool, and his shoes, chucks. I knew immediately that Nicky would like him, and if it didn't work out between us, she would no doubtedly call up wanting his number.

We went to this movie theater, classic first date, I so want to make out with you, and we ended up seeing Willy Wonka. Which I had to say, kind of took me by surprise. I mean it's not the type of movie a guy would make a move on you in, but he seemed to love it. He had the exact same look as a little kid had on his face, when he saw the umpalumpas.

"They're so cool," he said.

Yea was all I could say.

After the movie we went to some place called Merits. Right before we ordered my cell started buzzing, so I excused myself.

"What?"

"Well how is it?" came Mere's voice over my phone.

" Yea, come on spill." That was Nicky. She must have been spending the night with Mere or else they where two waying.

"Well," I said. "On the bright side he's wearing chucks."

"Yea," screamed Nicky excitedly. "Lil, you're so marring him, and if you don't I want a number."

"On, the flip side, he's either gay, bie, or just plain retarded. Get this, I see his shoes, and thinking of you Nicky, I'm like nice shoes, and you know what he says: "yea they match my hair." What the hell? Oh and then we go to the movie theater and see Willy Wonka, and all through the movie he has this weird look on his face, like he was dreaming about well I'm not going to go there cause I'm in public. But I swear it was weird."

"I'm so laughing my fucking as off," one of them said, as both Nicky and Mere burst out laughing.

"It's not funny," I screamed.

"Yes it is," said Mere, still laughing. "It's hilarious."

"Yea well, you're not on a date with this weirdo."

"True," replied Nicky

"Well what the hell do I do?"

"Where are you?" asked Nick.

"I don't know, some restaurant."

"Oh get, the fish," suggested Mere. "That way you won't have to kiss him."

"Yea and tell him your on," chimed in Nicky.

"Oh and talk about past boyfriends. Tell him how romantic they were and about all the stuff you did. Oh and go in about how good kissers they were and their techniques and all that jazz."

A smile touched my lips. "Thanks guys." We said our good byes and I headed back out to join James. Poor guy, it wasn't his fault he was a bad dater. I couldn't torture him. He was really cute.

After dinner, we went and got some ice cream at one of those roadside stands. I attempted to make conversation with James, but every time I tried, he got all flustered. What the hell was wrong with him? We where stuck in one of those long stretches of no conversation AGAIN. I was starting to rethink my no torture policy.

"Want to go for a walk?"

I turned away from cotton candy ice cream. "Sure, why not." A little fresh air would do me some good. James didn't own a car so we had to take a taxi from my house to the restaurant, from the restaurant to here.

We walked down to the old park on off Stanford. I hadn't been there in ages, not since my sister had turned twelve. James pulled up a swing.

"God it's beautiful out an't it?"

"Yea it is," I replied. It was one of those nights, you know all clear and starry with a full moon. The perfect night for some good old fashion snogging. Not that that was what I was thinking. Just an observation.

"Here come on," said James. "I want to show you something."

James grabbed my hand and led me to the back of the woods. My brain was telling me to turn back, but part of me really wanted to see what was going to happen. I prayed it wasn't what I was thinking of.

I had never been this far back in the woods before. It turned out what James had wanted to show me was a lake. The water was a still as death, with the moon reflecting off it.

"How's that for romantic," he whispered in my ear a little hint of triumph in his voice.

The air grew cold, and James wrapped his arms around me. In that instant as he held me there, with both of us looking out over the lake, the whole crappy night just seemed to fall away, like we where the only two people left on earth.

He leaned in to kiss me. We were so close. That's when we heard the howl.

A/N: Boring, well kind of, but I had to right this one to get to the real good stuff. I'm sorry if it has some really bad hints in it. I wasn't really going for dirty or anything, it just sort of turned out that way. Oh and could "it felt like we where the only to people left on earth" be any more cliché. I hate it them, but it's all I could think of. Anyways reviews are seriously wanted for this story. And I will be posting another chapter or two to it. Kind of had to or this one would be like ten pages single-spaced.