A/N: So, I was asked very nicely to do a second chapter, and I was so happy that I decided to! See what reviews do? I still don't own Harry Potter, or Franz Ferdinand. BTW: When did they add Hogwarts to the dictionary? It doesn't come up as a misspell at all. Anyway, once again, italics are lyrics and once again I cut a lot of the song.

It had been over a year since the fight with Severus and Lily was entering her last year of Hogwarts. This meant a lot of things; for one, she was almost a full fledged witch, for another, she only had one more year to decide what to do about James Potter. And boy, was she confused. Not just about her feelings for him, but also why in Merlin's name had he been named Head Boy?

"Hey Evans," James said casually, as the two started their first patrol of the year.

"What do you want Potter?" Lily still did her best to pretend she hated him, but it got harder and harder, especially with all of the time the two had to spend together this year.

"Nothing," he threw his hands up in an 'I surrender' sort of way, "it's just a greeting. It would be pretty boring if we patrolled the entire night without saying a word." Lily pretended to regard him suspiciously, but she was really just, well, regarding him. Even when she had hated him, she couldn't deny that he was attractive.

"I guess you're right," she sighed. That was when they turned the corner and found Snape having a hushed conversation with one of the other Slytherin seventh years, what was his name again? Oh yeah, Mulciber. The two were talking in hushed tones and Mulciber seemed to be showing Snape something on his left forearm. James cleared his throat.

"You know, you two really should be in bed," he announced loudly. The two looked up at him. He notice that Lily had frozen next to him and looked like a doe caught in the wand light.

"Potter," Mulciber began threateningly, James noticed that Snivellus was just staring at Lily.

"Don't start with me Mulciber, you're my first catch of the year! I am just itching to hand out some punishments, so you two get detention for starters. Now head back to the dorms before I decide to make it any more." Mulciber had always made him angry and the fact that Snape was here too, was making his blood boil.

"C'mon," Mulciber grabbed Snape by the arm and started dragging him off towards the dungeons. Snape turned back and continued to stare at Lily until they were around a corner.

James didn't really have time to bask in his triumph of getting to give a detention to a Slytherin, particularly those Slytherins, because he noticed that Lily still hadn't moved.

"Evans, Evans, are you alright?" He waved his hand in front of her and it was like she had been released from a petrificus totalus spell.

"I'm, I'm…" She didn't manage to finish her sentence; she actually looked incredibly shell shocked.

"Ev- Lily, c'mon, what's wrong?" Of course he knew what was wrong; he just thought that it might help her to say it aloud.

"That was the first time we've really seen each other since 5th year," she breathed. "James, do you want to know the worst part about losing your best friend? The loneliness, knowing that you no longer have anybody you can tell absolutely anything to, or somebody who knows absolutely everything about you, and always knows what to do in any situation." She looked like she may cry, so James figured he should probably say something.

"So if you're lonely, you know I'm here waiting for you, I'm just a cross-hair, I'm just a shot away from you. As a friend of course," he added hastily, rubbing the back of his neck rather self-consciously.

Lily turned to look at him curiously. "Really?" she asked. She thought for a moment, "Well, we are going to have to spend a lot of time together this year, as Head Boy and Girl, I mean." James nodded encouragingly. "And you aren't really a prat anymore. I think that maybe we could be friends. But understand; I can't take another betrayal from a friend so, if you leave here, you leave me broken, shattered." She looked at James' face. His brow was furrowed and he seemed a little worried. "Hey, hey I lie. I'm just kidding, but seriously, don't join the Death Eaters." James just stared at her.

"How well do you know me Lily?" He asked incredulously.

"Well enough to know that my warning is definitely not needed, but I thought I'd throw it out there anyways." They both laughed at that, then James turned serious again.

"Seriously though Lily,I'm just a cross-hair, I'm just a shot away, and I know I won't be leaving here." She grinned.

"Thanks… James."

It was only a few short weeks later and the two were having an argument over The Bats, the newest wizard band to hit the scene.

"I'll say it again, don't you know? Lily they are the hottest band to hit wizardom! How can you not like them?"

"I'm from a Muggle family James," she huffed, "and I really prefer The Beatles. So I don't know!" She threw her hands up in the air. She had found out that James was passionate about more than just pranking and Quidditch, but also things like music and reading.

"You say you don't know? Lily, Lily, Lily, they're having a concert in Hogsmeade during the upcoming free weekend. You should go," he was very careful not to ask her out, he didn't want to fall from her good graces quite yet. She looked at him, head cocked, for a minute before speaking.

"I say… take me out. Let's go see them together." James gaped at her.

"What did you just say?" He couldn't believe his ears.

"I said well, you know, you don't have to show if you don't want to. It's kind of stupid… but James!" He had picked her up and was swinging her around like a little kid laughing happily. He finally set her down and she found herself grabbing his shoulders.

"Don't move," she whispered, and time slowed for both of them. "I said… take me out," and with that she closed the gap between them.

A/N: I know that they don't give concerts in Hogsmeade, I just needed something to get the two together and since I live in a city where live music reigns supreme, it was the first thing I could think of. Sorry the song is more messed up in this chapter than in the last one, but most Franz Ferdinand songs are not really about long lasting love. Anyway, thanks for reading and please review!

-Diana