Title: One In A Million

Written By:Naveah :)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything…except for a few characters and the plot. The setting and main characters belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling!

Preface: It is said that Love is all about making sacrifices for the one you love, about fulfilling their happiness to its' utmost potential. Because the only reason to make you complete is just the fact of that person being happy, whether or not you are. Just seeing them happy is all you need to make yourself happy, even if you're not the reason for their happiness. Because that's what Love is. It's all about unselfishness. Giving more than everything without the expectation of gaining anything in return. To see their happy face, their smiling face is enough to live, it's enough to make you complete and if not happy in itself.

Summary: It is said that Kenneth Potter's vineyard was the birthplace of the best wine available in all of England. Many often wondered what was it that made the grapes so sweet? Kenneth Potter's famous answer was the perfect blend of ingredients, the perfect calculations of brewing, and love. Legend says that the sweetness of the grapes relies on the kind of love that a brewer couple manning the vineyard shares. When Kenneth Potter suffers a fatal heart attack, his grandson James Potter is forced to return to the vineyard and learn to attend to it.

It's the summer before Seventh Year and all James Potter wanted was the summer of a lifetime with mayhem and mischief shared with the rest of the Marauders. But instead finds that his summer is consisted of accompanying his Grandfather, learning the family business. He unwillingly undergoes the job of wine-brewing, much to his distaste that he tries and make everyone as miserable as he is. What happens when the his Grandfather unintentionally hires a young girl who happened to be none other than his long-time rival Lily Evans? The two are forced to work together, learning not only about the "perfect foundations of wine-brewing" but about each other, and most importantly about love. With just a little bit of faith and a few prying friends, the two could bring together the greatest love the world has ever seen, and along the way finally make the Legend come true. A love like theirs' can be found only once in a lifetime for a love like theirs' is one in a million.

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They say that good things take time

But really great things happen in a blink of an eye

Thought the chances of meeting somebody like you

Were a million to one

I can not believe it

You're One in a Million

All this time I was looking for love,

Trying to make things work

That wasn't good enough

Till I thought I was through,

Said I was done

Then stumbled into the arms of the one

CHAPTER 5:
History

James stood outside his balcony, his arm hanging off the edge with a ready look in his eyes, his face formed in a tight scowl that showed pure hatred and anger. Right outside, he could clearly see in his peripheral vision Lily and his granddad walking along the path of the Garden's arm-in-arm. James almost choked in anger as he saw Kenny laughing at something Lily had said. Of course he would take a liking to Lily, who in their right mind wouldn't? Even he knew not liking Lily Evans was an impossible task.

James Potter and Lily Evans have quite the history between them. Of course at the beginning of their history was a nice, little friendship; not a close friendship but they took a liking to each other. But like most things in life, things change and people move on. It didn't take long before the two realized that they were far too different and their little friendship fizzled and turned into acquaintances, to which turned into one liking the other while the other hated each other, to now where both hated each other with a passion.

Of course their hatred for each other were for different reasons and from different parts of their minds. Lily Evans hated James Potter mainly because she believed that James Potter had his life at his fingertips and he didn't even have to try in order to succeed in whatever he wanted to. Lily also believed that James Potter was born under a shooting star; completely lucky, for everything and anything he did, well to say in the least, he succeed with flying colors. But what aggravated her most about him was how selfish and ungrateful he always acted, with the factor that he was super conceited, to her at least. She considered him a spoiled brat and if there was one thing she hated most was spoiled rotten babies who expects to have everything handed out to them.

((Author's Note: I know sometimes when I read a story and it's jumping around from describing the characters to what is happening I get really confused. So, I thought I would put little to note that those portions are just describing the characters more intently. :D if this confused you, please ignore!))

He was the only son born (with an older sister, Teagyn Potter Juliyan) to a pureblooded family that-like mentioned earlier-could afford anything and everything in the world. His father, Jason Potter, was the son of famous wine-brewer/inventor Kenneth Potter and happened to be a retired professional Quidditch star player while his mother, Geneses Carr Potter, was a retired model. James was a towering 6 ft 3 in, he was what people would call, "tall, dark, and handsome…", most people would classify him as a pretty boy. James had almond-shaped, resplendent lovat eyes, an apple-green color that held a tint of a red wine, and always held a gleam of laughter and teasing which made all girls weak in the knees (with the exception of Lily and her friends of course). He had the bright white teeth and always had "the sexy little smirk", as most girls described it. James was carefree and optimistic and very free-spirited.

James Grant Potter was every girl's dream guy and of every guy's envy. He was one of the most popular guys in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, along side of course his three best mates, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, forming the infamous group, the Marauders. There was not a single person who did not know of the notorious Marauders. Almost every person have been the victim of their disreputable pranks, or if being a female have at least dated one of the infamous Marauders more than once (minus Lily and her friends of course), or been a Slytherin. And although James Potter was a prankster and have made almost everyone a victim of his and the other Marauders' amusement, everyone still managed to love him/them, except for the Slytherins, but of course the Slytherin never really did like anyone who they felt didn't belong in the wizarding world. He was extremely athletic, he was tall and muscular, of course being Seeker would bring one such a robust body.

And thus, everything about James Grant Potter Lily hated with the utmost passion. She hated the fact that he was still alive and breathing on earth. She hated everything about that boy. From the way he ran his fingers to his hair because he thought it made him sexy or the way he figured she would swoon down at his feet, much like all the other girls, when he asked her out numerous times or the way he thought he was some sort of god. Well, as far as Lily Evans was concerned there was no way in hell or heaven she would have anything to do with James Potter. And yet, here she was at the Potter Grand Estate Mansion working for him over the summer. It was rather contradicting but she never once thought about it or would admit to it.

James continued to give Lily his famous death glare that was only made to be given towards her, for anyone else didn't seem to hold quite as an intense glare as the one he always gave her. James hated Lily because he believed that she thought she was some goddess, too beautiful and smart for anyone. James hated Lily mainly because she was so much different from all the other girls that he had ever met or gone out with, but as much as he hated that very fact that she was different, it was just that reason that made him like her so much more.

Lily Harper Evans was what James described as unique in a good way, beyond beautiful without even having to try, and she was as real as anyone could get. Her hair was of dark ginger-red but not too bright, his favorite feature of hers' were her luminous eyes of viridian-bright emerald with a hint of honey around the rims of her iris, her skin was smooth and fair, all in all she was extremely beautiful. Her beauty was one of a kind, natural and gorgeous. But unlike most people, it was not only her outer appearance that made her beautiful but her personality as well.

He loved that she was outspoken, loud, obnoxious, blunt, crazy, studious, and brave. She was shy, quiet but very bold. He loved how she seemed to always contradict herself and pushed herself harder than he had ever seen anyone push themselves for she was determined to make somebody out of her. Lily Harper Evans was petite, just barely reaching his chin, she was skinny but curvy, and her spontaneous characteristic made her loveable. She was determined, set, and always had a plan for everything. She was smart and ready to outdo anyone.

She was born to a higher-class family; her father, Demetrius Evans-as mentioned earlier-was the Vice President of a corporation that made and processed toys all over the country while her mother, Vivian Evans was a retired author of thriller novels. She was the baby of the family with her older sister Petunia who hated her with every fiber in her body. Her family was very well to do and she couldn't ask for anything else in the world.

And as much as he loved everything about her, he hated her for it. He hated how he had fallen in love with someone who didn't love him back, someone who didn't and couldn't accept him. Sure, he wasn't perfect like she was to him and sure, he could be an arrogant toerag but he could be much, much worse. He hated her because she hated him. He hated her because he had done everything humanly possible to try and win her but still to no avail. He had tried being nice, being mean, being a pompous jerk, being what he thought girls liked-prince charming with showering her with gifts and attention, and yet it still did not work. So, he hated her. He hated her for embarrassing him each and every time she turned him down. He hated her for making him almost beg her for a chance. And he hated her because she would not give him one.

And so because of her reasons and his reason, their highly known feud began and continued. They went out of their way to make each other miserable just to see the other in pain. They said things that they knew would rip the ends of each other's body and mind, words they knew would bother them. They did things just to make sure it made the other one mad, angry, or annoyed. And they both eventually revolved their world around each other, little did they know of course that that was the sudden foundation of their relationship. And although both wouldn't miss a beat to tell anyone or each other how much they hated each other, deep down-no matter how very deep it may be in their body and mind-there was love already starting to form. Yet, as they continued to go on in their lives with the way they had gotten use to, they did not realize or foresee that it was never hatred but love that always kept them together or apart.

James rolled his eyes as he watched Lily tilt her head back and give out a giggle as his granddad turned to walk back towards the mansion. He glanced at the clock beside his nightstand and realized that it was close to dinner. He was "thrilled" to know that he had to attend dinner; he hated family dinners only because lately it seemed to revolve around him getting lectured at or worse, ignored. And now that Lily was going to be living there for the next two months and a half, he knew that dinner would be even more unbearable. Especially having to listen to her babble on about things he didn't care about. He glanced back outside to see that both Lily and his granddad were gone and figuring they were making their way to the dining room for dinner, he grudgingly began his way down to the dining area.

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The path along the Garden's was beyond picturesque, filled with the most beautiful and exotic flowers, each the color of the rainbow that covered the entire area of the plantation. Trees of every kind stood tall on the bright green grass with benches underneath each one, inviting visitors to sit under the cool shade. Beautiful marble statues were placed everywhere, here and there, of angels, goddesses, gods, etc. Hedges in different shapes lined the edges of the vineyard, each trimmed and shaped to perfection. There were fountains filled with cold, running water that inhabited colorful red and goldfishes, and along the fountains were different colored roses surrounding each one. The grass was greener than any grass Lily Evans had ever seen, soft and silky beneath her feet. It was like walking into a fairy-tale, beautiful and unimaginable to the eyes, natural and perfect.

Lily Evans walked through the path of the Garden's holding onto Kenneth Potter Sr.'s arm, helping him slowly make his way down the path, his cane had been left behind by the door. It was surprising to Lily how well she and Kenny got along so well, how she felt quite at home around him despite the fact that he was her enemy's kin. Kenny Potter Sr. had a personality quite like hers' and she found him to be quite interesting. He told her stories of his past, his inventions, dreams, and goals that he had had. He told her of fascinating wizarding stories of his days at Hogwart's and pranks he had pulled with his friends. In many ways he reminded her of James-an older and more mature version but still his nature was much like his grandson's. But she didn't take that into liking for she did not for one second want to think of James Potter as interesting or intriguing like his grandfather. Their conversations were filled with laughs that one would have thought the two had known each other for longer than a day.

Kenny's eyes glistened each time Lily let out a small laugh and he really took quite a liking to Lily Evans. He found himself laughing more than he had in a while and by the end of their walk half way through the Garden's he had considered Lily as part of the family. They reached a little opening, just a few ways down the Garden's, a clearing that was nothing but hills of bright green grass and trees every few feet away.

Lily glanced around the scenery before her eyes, taking in everything, and sighing at mother nature's beauty. She knew that she was really going to love it here, the place full of serenity, peaceful and divine to anyone's eyes.

"This is the most beautiful place I have ever seen." Lily breathed completely overwhelmed by the beauty in front of her. Kenny let out a small chuckle, settling himself down on a bench just outside the pathway of the Garden's.

"This place definitely leaves a mark in one's heart." Kenny said stretching his feet in front of him and letting out a small cough. Lily smiled, nodding to him before seating herself next to the old man.

"I can see why. There aren't many places in the world that holds such beauty."

"It takes work to make it quite so, nothing on earth could be more beautiful than the world that mother nature gives us. But in the end it would never be like this, quite so perfect if I may say, if it weren't for the people who help me man the vineyard."

"May I ask a question?"

"Of course, my dear. I'll try to answer the best I can."

"Oh, it's nothing big or anything. It's just something I have been wondering since my father told me about the assistant job."

"Well, by all means ask away."

Lily looked around, her eyes falling to the far North and realized for the first time since she arrived today, she had not seen the famous vineyard; her eyes landed on the vines containing the famous sweet grapes that made the best wine in all of England. She saw in the distant lines upon lines of the vines, all in perfect rows of nothing but grapes. She could tell that there were different types of grapes, each line growing a different one and each line, even at a distant, she could tell were of a different color.

"How is it so that your grapes are so sweet? How is it that it's your grapes that makes the best wine when the other wine-brewers or vineyards grow practically the same grapes?" Lily asked staring intently at the old man in front of her. His eyes glistened with delight, his eyes rose up-the edges with lines as his mouth formed into a smile.

"There is a Legend here at the vineyard-" Kenny began, his voice quivering slightly with delight.

"A Legend?" Lily raised her eyebrow for she hadn't heard of a Legend relating to the Potter vineyard.

"Oh, yes. And if I say so myself, it is far more than just a Legend. It's true. I have seen the Legend come true once with my grandfather and also with myself. It is said that the sweetness of the grapes, the key ingredient to the growth of sweet grapes is love."

"Love? Really, Mr. Kenny, I don't mean to be disrespectful but how does love make the grapes sweet?" Lily raised her eyebrow as Kenny nodded his head.

"Well, Lily, love is everything in this world, for love is the sole purpose of living, the sole purpose for all living things. Love is like a food for each and every one of us, it remains to be unstoppable, unbelievably beautiful, and untouchable to evil. It is said that love is what makes the earth spin on its' axis, it is what makes earth beautiful, and it is what makes each and every one of us live for. It is greater than anything out there, for love can conquer all things, save all souls, and provide us a purpose in life."

"Long before the Legend, the grapes found on the Grand Estate Mansion was nowhere near sweet, it was bitter and tasted horrible. But all that changed when my Great Great Grandfather fell in love with Fiona LeBoute, his assistant who helped him man the vineyard. Their love was so great that somehow it had transferred into the grapes, generating a sweetness much like love itself. Ever since then, Legend says that the sweetness of the grapes relies on the kind of love that a brewer couple manning the vineyard shares. After Fiona died, my Great Great Grandfather fell into a depression, and the sweetness fell slowly and eventually returning the grapes back to their previous bitter taste. But then of course, I met Gladyce one day while I was in town and offered her a job at the vineyard. We didn't take a liking to each other at first, in fact we hated each other-much like you and James. But eventually we saw each other in the light that Carlisle Potter and Fiona LeBoute did, and the rest is history. We fell in love and once again the sweetness of the grapes returned." Kenny explained the whole while his face in a soft smile and his eyes glowing. Lily remained quiet throughout the whole explanation, nodding at the appropriate times.

"So, you really believe in the legend?" Lily asked after a few silent moments. Kenny glanced up at Lily's face, knowing all too well that she would have a hard time believing that love would be the cause of his famous sweet grapes. Even his own grandson didn't believe in the Legend, James took the Legend as a grain of salt. No one really believed in the Legend except the older people who had began manning the vineyard earlier in their lives.

"Of course I do. I've seen it and I've lived it. But I'm afraid that soon enough the sweetness will start to fade once again and the Legend will have to start over." Kenny glanced at Lily with a soft smile before getting up slowly. Lily stood up too, holding her arm out to him.

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, my dear, I won't live forever. My Gladyce won't live forever. And if there is no one to fulfill the Legend, well, I'm afraid there will no longer be Grapeseed Wine." Kenny shook his head as Lily led him back towards the mansion.

"I doubt there won't be Grapeseed Wine anymore. People adore your wine, people pay to be on the waiting list just to have a special bottle of your wine!" Lily exclaimed, squeezing the hand of the grandpa. Kenny gave a chuckle as he squeezed Lily's hand back.

"I supposed the Legend is just a story for the older folks passed down generation after generation." Kenny shrugged as the two of them headed back towards the mansion. Lily just gave him a small nod, smiling encouragingly at him.

Their conversation ceased, allowing them to take in the evening breeze and the sunset that was ahead of them. Lily let out a sigh of comfort, just breathing the cool summer air brought a smile to her face. She had never realized just how wonderful the country was, everything about the Grand Estate Mansion was beautiful from inside to outside. It wasn't the richness of the Grand Estate Mansion, the expensive materials and items, that made her think that whole vineyard was beautiful, no, it was the country, the vineyard itself. The simplicity of nature and it's true loveliness gave way to life's true splendor, loveliness that was dear and serene to one's heart and mind.

Lily couldn't keep the story about the Legend that Kenny had told her out of her mind, how sad he appeared to be that the grapes would return to the bitter taste if the Legend was not fulfilled. But it was hard for her to believe in such things, it was hard for her to believe that love was the key ingredient to the perfect, sweet wine. It was impossible to her that such a thing, such a figurative thing could be the secret weapon of the Grapeseed Wine Industry. But still it somehow left a dent in her mind, it stuck with her, very deep in the back of her mind for a small part of her wanted to, if not, actually believed that the Legend just might be true.

It was hard not to, especially since Kenny Potter Sr. believed so much in the Legend that he thought that he was part of the of the Legend itself. She found that maybe he wasn't completely mental as she had thought at first. But then, she wasn't sure if she was just wanting to believe in such a beautiful thing, she just wanted to believe that there was something in the world that was powerful enough like Kenny Potter Sr. had said, powerful enough to conquer all things, that saved souls, and gave people a purpose to live.

She wanted to believe with all her heart that despite the awful evil, despite the awful things that was present within the world that such a beautiful thing as love could really be the answer. And despite the small belief she had on the Legend, somehow it brought a small hope inside of her. It gave her a giddy feeling of happiness and faith to know that maybe there was something out there that was far greater than anything anyone knew of, something so great that it could rid the world of all evil.

But she would never truly know that hope, that faith, that true giddy feeling, that true power of love until much later when she would see for herself the true meaning of life's purpose. She would never realize or understand the truth behind the power of love, the truth behind sacrifice, and the truth behind saving not only her soul but the one whose life matters more to her than her own.

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Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who have reviewed! I really appreciate it & thanks for the support! Sorry this chapter is kind of short but I kind of wanted it to be just more of a background on Lily and James and about the legend but the I'm going to start proceeding to the story a little faster from now on. D And please, if any of you have any suggestions please let me know!!