Dedication : puttiiiiiii

CHAPTER TWO

Lily sighed and put down her quill. This was getting to be too much. James Potter was taking over her life - and not in a good way.

One hundred and One Things was a lot. And the fact that she had barely paused to put down her thoughts, made her cringe.

"Maybe, I shouldn't be blaming everyone for being obsessed with him; since I'm just as ba–!"

"Lily? It's five minutes for Transfiguration!" Remus exclaimed, from behind her. "You're going to be late!"

"Merlin's great aunt Georgia!" Lily cursed fervently under her breath. Of all the lessons to be late for, it had to be Transfiguration. She rushed, stuffing things into her bag left, right and center.

Another one of McGonagall's disapproving and disappointed looks was not something she could deal with. Especially not right now.

In her rush, silly Lily forgot the list. As in, The List.

This is exactly what effect James Potter had on her.

xxxx.

Saved.

That was the one thought running through Lily's mind as she took her seat in the middle of the classroom. Turns out, Professor McGonagall had some important work to do and would be slightly late.

Thankfully.

This time, Lily sighed in relief.

She began arranging her things on her desk and then– oh, and then, – began her favourite pasttime of daydreaming about James Potter.

She had been turned into a sap.

This was the effect James Potter had on her.

xxxx.

Meanwhile in the Library, Remus, who was skipping class (the bad bad Prefect, setting a bad example), had found a rather interesting and incriminting parchment lying around on the exact table where he had seen Lily Evans scribbling not a minute ago.

Remus was not that surprised to see the title of the parchment - '101 Things That Lily Evans Found Annoying About James Potter' ; not surprised at all. He had been friends, and quite good ones he thought, with said Lily Evans for the last seven years and had a good idea about what she thought about abovementioned James Potter.

However, his eyebrows began to rise when he started to scan the list and just continued rising as he read through. By the end, his eyebrows had disappeared into his receeding hairline.

That, he was not expecting at all.

He grinned.

It was not a nice grin. He was a Marauder for a reason.

Perhaps he would show this to James. Or perhaps, and here his grin widened, he would show it to Sirius.

Oh yes, Remus was a Marauder for a reason.

He pocketed the innocent parchment and went along his way, whistling cheerfully. His friendship with Lily be damned. He would get his best friend together with his best girl friend, even if he died in the process.

And he might certainly die. Sirius was quite a force to be reckoned with.

But, no matter, it was for the greater good.

And with this ambiguous statement in his mind, he went to the Marauder's dorm to await the arrival of Sirius from Transfiguration; where no doubt James would be mooning about his beloved Lilyflower.

Oh, how things were going to change.

If only Lily knew the effect she had on James, maybe she wouldn't be this insecure.

Oh well, only time will tell.

xxxx.

Lily was flipping her shit.

Mid-way through Transfiguration (and mid-way through dreaming about Potter), she had realised that while she was rummaging through her bag for her Transfiguration items, she had not seen her list.

The list was not anywhere in her bag.

Of course, she couldn't be sure, she would have to check again; but Lily was almost positive that it was not there.

And that thought was enough to freeze her blood.

Because, the only other place she could have possibly left it, was in the Library when Remus came to get her.

Remus.

Remus, who was one of James Potter's best friends.

Remus, who had been trying to set her up with the abovementioned Potter for years.

This was not going to go well.

Maybe Remus would not see the parchment. (Doubtful but she was hoping okay.)

Maybe Remus would be polite and just hand it over without reading it. (Probable.)

Who was she kidding?

Remus was a Marauder for a reason.

He would go show it to Potter. Or, even worse, he would show it to Black.

Oh, no. He was going to show Black.

Her life was ruined.

'Calm down, Lily. You don't know for sure just yet. And you still have Transfiguration to get through.'

She really did have to buckle down now, considering the slightly suspicious look Professor McGonagall was giving her. She was Head Girl, after all.

Sighing for the third time that day, she tried to push the idea of The List out of her mind and focus on McGonagall's lecture on animagi.

Hmm. Maybe I can turn into an animal and run away so I will never have to confront Remus.

Damnit. Focus.

xxxx.

Remus was staring, thoroughly amused, at the reactions of one Sirius Black as he took in the various bits of shocking information that the list put forth.

James had Head Boy stuff to do, and Peter was probably stuffing his face in the kitchen; so they were alone for the time being.

Which was probably not a good thing, considering how distracting Remus found Sirius with his lip biting and Quidditch body and–

Yeah, definetely not a good thing.

Concentrate

"So," Sirius began, with a mischevious twinkle in his eyes (that made Remus catch his breath, not that that was important) "what do you want to do?"

"Huh?" Remus asked intelligently.

This was the effect Sirius had on him.

"You know, lock them in a cupboard together so they can snog their face off, confessing spells, love potions, forceful revelations, what?"

Remus stared at his friend dumbfounded. "I was thinking more along the lines of shoving them in the right direction..?"

"Oh yeah, we can do that to. Using a spell or literally?"

Why, oh why, did Remus have to fall for such a dimwit? (he didn't quite know it yet though, so shhh).

"Padfoot, why are you like this?"

"Whatever do you mean, Moons?" Sirius smiled winningly.

Just then, "Padfoot? Moony? You there?"

Of course, Prongs had to choose that very moment to make his way to their shared dormitory.

Sirius jumped into action, and stuffed the list into Remus' school bag. Everyone knew not to mess with Remus' school bag.

"What were you both up to?" James asked suspiciously. Whenever Moony and Padfoot were together alone, it ensured either trouble for him or new prank ideas. Right now, it seemed to be more inclined on the former.

"Nothing!" they both chorused dutifully. James frowned. Something was really wrong.

"So, Prongsy, do tell about your latest endeavours with one Lily Evans?" Padfoot asked, smirking. "He was drooling in Transfiguration." He added as a sidenote to Remus.

James spluttered. "Ah-uh.. that is to say..um,"

Remus looked amusedly. "Spit it out, Prongs."

James sighed. "She's just so perfect, mate. The way she never gives up when she doesn't get the spell right immediately, how she furrows her eyebrows and scrunches her nose when she doesn't understand something, the way she smiles when she's happy, the way she–!"

"Alright, alright, I get it." Remus interjected.

James looked rather abashed. "Sorry, mate. I got carried away. I know she's the one for me, but she doesn't see me like that and that hurts so much."

"Prongs, I'm sure she does. She doesn't yell at you all as much, and she oftens steps forward to talk to you, doesn't she?"

"Yes, but that's just as friends."

"Give it time, James. She'll come around." Remus said wisely.

xxxx.

Lily was actually flipping her shit now.

She couldn't find the list, and was now close to bursting to tears.

"Lily?" A familiar voice asked from behind her.

No, no, no. Not now. Please, I cannot.

"James?"

"What happened? You look upset."

Lily was ready to die.

There was no way she was going to tell James Potter that she was looking for her parchment titled 101 Things Lily Evans Found Annoying About James Potter. Especially not with all her secrets it held.

"I just lost something important. It's okay, I guess it'll turn up eventually."

"Oh? Do you want me to help look for it?" James could sense something was off. Lily was looking extremely frantic.

"No!" Lily flushed. She hadn't meant it to sound like that. "I mean, it's fine. I'll look for it later."

"Alright then." James frowned. "I better get going, I'll see you around later, yeah?" He smiled charmingly.

"Yeah," Lily smiled back.

As she watched him walk away, she tried to calm the frantic beating of her heart.

Boy, was she screwed.

xoxo