A/N So sorry for the long update!!!! Had so much to do, coursework, homework, more coursework, babysitting, more coursework, visiting family, more coursework. I'm still not happy with this chapter, and its basically just a filler. Enjoy what you can!!

Disclaimer: All Jo's.

Hottie hot hot and socks.

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"ALRIGHT!!! I'M GETTING UP!!!"

Damn you alarm clock. Damn you Lily Evans for choosing an alarm clock that doesn't shut up and just carries on beeping every time louder and longer until you finally drag your butt out of bed.

I waved my wand and I was immediately in my school uniform. I walked into the bathroom and then shrieked, running out again.

Potter. In nothing but a towel round his waist.

And, boy was he hot.

SHUT UP!!!!!!

But he was.

Wasn't.

Was.

Wasn't.

Was.

Wasn't.

Was. Was. Was. Was. Was.

Okay, fine. He was hot.

Damn hot.

Let me just remind you Lily, that your new habit of talking to yourself and particularly having arguments with yourself is NOT NORMAL.

Crap, I'm doing it again.

But my little argument with me wasn't for nothing. Potter was hot. Hottie hot hot. Man, I never knew what Quidditch could do for boys. They could become hottie hot hot like Potter.

ARGH!! I was becoming like one of those girls who saw Potter and started drooling into their cereal!! This cannot happen!!!! I, Lily Evans, sworn to hate Potter until I have to spend an eternity in hellfire, am now saying that Potter is hottie hot hot!!!!! NOOOO!!!!

But I really needed to get to the bathroom. Sure, witches and wizards can do a lot of things, but that? No. Eurgh. I wouldn't even want to if I could. It's against human nature.

So I knocked on the door, and when I heard no reply, I walked in. Thank God, he wasn't in. Phew. But I walked over and locked the door on both sides, just in case.

Why didn't anyone tell me we shared a bathroom!!!!!! What kind of freakazoid, jerkhead, idiotic, prick, bubblegumhead loser would do such a thing!!!!!!!!!! Hello?? I mean, we ARE the Heads!!!!!

Fifteen minutes later and I was all set to go down for breakfast. I met Summer in the Entrance Hall (who by the way was ten minutes late, leaving me standing there looking like a completely billy) and we walked in together, unfortunately ending up sitting two seats down from the Marauders.

My life sucks.

I grabbed some toast and glanced at Potter. He too, was looking at me. Fantastic. We both looked away quickly, me scratching the side of my head and Potter rubbing his cheek, his head turned away.

Our friends looked between us nervously.

"What's up, Evans?? No death glares, no 'whatcha looking at', no 'quit it', no 'BLOODY HELL, POTTER I HATE YOU!!!' He said, causing several people to turn their heads when he yelled.

"Nothing's up." I said, picking up my knife, and throwing it back down, cursing when I bent my thumb around it. It still hurt horribly. I had come to the conclusion that it wasn't broken, therefore didn't need treatment from Madam Promfey.

I hope.

Potter smirked and stifled a laugh when I grabbed my hand round my thumb. Normally I think I would have cursed him into oblivion, but seeing as it was kind of funny how it happened, I smirked too, still cradling my thumb.

Black raised his eyebrows and immediately turned to his best friend and shouted in his ear,

"WHAT THE HELL!!!!"

"OW!! Sheesh, calm down Padfoot. No need to break my eardrums first thing in the morning."

I felt a sharp tug on my arm to see Summer standing up and dragging me up too.

"What?" I said, rubbing my arm.

"We are going NOW!!! YOU are going to tell me exactly what the BLOODY HELL happened last FLAMING NIGHT!!"

"Er -" I started, but Summer cut across me.

"Lils, shut up. C'mon. WE ARE GOING!!"

Summer is like this. The best friend in the whole world, but very demanding. Very very very demanding.

"Okay, okay!! Calm down, I'm coming!! And don't call me Lils." I said, smiling apologetically at the people now staring at Summer with their eyes wide open and mouths hanging out.

I let Summer drag me out of the Great Hall and she pulled me all the way along the corridor until we could find an empty classroom. We went in and she sat opposite me, giving me death glares.

"Okay, Summer, stop with the death glares already." I mean, they were freaky. Freakishly freaky. And rather scary too.

"Spill." She said, still not stopping with the death glares.

"Nothing to spill." I said, not looking her in the eye.

"Whatever. Spill. Now." She said. "Or else." She added as an afterthought.

Seriously, my best friend is scary. Deadly scary. She was really scaring me out of my wits here. Imagine that. Being terrified by your best friend.

But then, what was the point in not telling Summer? It wasn't exactly as if anything really happened last night.

Except from the kiss.

Well, yeah except from that. What else?

Potter sticking up for you.

Okay, and that too. But there's nothing else.

You sticking up for Potter.

I WAS NOT STICKING UP FOR POTTER!!!

Crap, I'm doing it again. Having conversations with myself. Damn damn damn damn damn.

"Lily!!!"

Summer was still not laying off the death glares.

"Fine. I'll spill, if you stop it with the death glares. It's creepy."

"YOU DID WHAT??????"

"Summer!!!!!"

"Sorry. Carry on."

"HE DID WHAT???????"

"Summer!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Sorry. Carry on."

"YOU DID WHAT???????"

"SUMMER!!!!!!!!!"

"Sorry. Carry on."

Finally, I finished, Summer only interrupting me about four more times. Although, by that stage, I'd learnt to just glare at her evilly so she wouldn't actually say anything.

"Whoa Lily." Summer said now, staring thoughtfully at the floor. "I can't believe it."

I looked up at her. "Believe what?"

She now looked up at me, and I saw the mischievous glint in her eyes and that know-it-all smile spread across her face.

Uh-oh.

"Lily and Jamesie, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!" She began to sing in an extremely annoying voice. I jumped up and tried to put my hand over her mouth to stop her.

"SUMMER!!!!"

"First comes love. Then comes marriage -"

"ARGH!!! SUMMER SHUT UP!!!!" I screamed, jumping around her trying to get to her mouth.

Then I collided with her and of course, it was me that ended up sprawled across the floor.

"Thanks Summer." I said sarcastically. She was standing there, her mouth open, and one of her eyebrow's raised.

"Hello Summer??" I said, waving my hand across her face.

She blinked and looked at me.

"Oh. My. God."

"What?" I said, having absolutely no idea what she was on about.

"You. Fancy. Potter."

"WHAT???"

"You do. You fancy James Potter, the bane of your existence."

"I DO NOT FANCY JAMES POTTER!! DO NOT DO NOT DO NOT!!!!!" I shouted. I could not believe Summer as saying this. Me, fancy Potter?? Pugh. Impossible.

Whatever Lily.

Argh!! Stop talking to yourself Lily!!! It's getting rather irritating now!!

"Well, nice to know we've got that cleared up."

I spun around and saw the Marauders standing there in the doorway, Black leaning casually on the frame, one arm outstretched with his hand on Potter's ear in a tight clamp. Potter rather looked like he would have liked to run from the room.

I don't blame him.

"Black." I said in a deadly voice, narrowing my eyes.

"Evans." He said coolly, stepping forward into the room, and dragging Potter behind him. Potter mumbled something that sounded a bit like 'Gerroff me Padfoo' oo famin' unatic!!" I looked at him and realised they had tied a sock around his mouth.

I'm telling you, those boys are NOT normal.

"Ssh." Black said, sounding very much like my old school head teacher. She was scary.

"Um, not meaning to sound rude or anything but, WHAT THE HELL?!?!" Summer said from the other side of the room.

"Now, now Miss Gage. Shouting isn't going to get you anywhere." Black said in a sickly sweet voice, but his eyes narrowed like mine.

"Yeah, BUT IT SURE MAKES ME FEEL BETTER!!!" By this stage, Summer and Black were standing nose to nose, and both breathing heavily in each others faces. This was normal. In minute, there'll be a full on shouting fight. Not too different from me and Potter, except that the never usually like to get that close to him.

Apart from last night.

Oh, just shut up brain. Who asked you??

Summer and Black just stood there, each daring one another to do something. I heard a sigh from one side of Black and saw Potter rubbing his ear, and shaking it like a dog who's got water stuck in it. Lupin had untied the sock from his mouth and Potter had got it in his hand. He looked up at me, and I raised my eyebrow, questioning him. He rolled his eyes and mouthed 'don't ask' to me, then grinned and resumed rubbing his ear.

I really don't understand Potter right now. I mean he's acting … odd. And I've only yelled at him about ten times instead of about seven hundred. Something's happened … Oh, I want to know!! This is so unfair!! I hate not knowing stuff. Ugh!

It was just as I was contemplating on Potter's odd behaviour that I heard Lupin say,

"C'mon guys, five minutes 'til class."

I blinked and picked up my bag. Summer and Black were still glaring at each other. Hmm, odd. Normally there'd be broken things littering the floor now. I looked puzzled at Remus. He shrugged and made to leave the room.

Potter was looking at the sock in his hand. He looked at Sirius and narrowed his eyes. He grinned widely and then walked round the back of Black.

"What are you -" I began, but was cut off by Potter slashing his hand across his neck wildly.

I frowned and watched Potter put each end of the sock in either hand. Then he grinned widely again and jumped on Black's back, tying the sock round his mouth. Black's eyes widened and he whipped around, Potter still clinging to his back, holding onto the ends of the sock, laughing manically.

"MWHAHA!! LOOK WHO'S GOT THE SOCK ROUND HIS MOUTH NOW!!" Potter yelled, Remus next to him just looking at them both with an expression of pure boredom on his face. I guess he must get used to this strange behaviour.

"P'ongs!! 'ake te sock off me na!!" Black said whirling around trying to get Potter off his back. Potter just clung on and, still laughing, directed Black towards our next class. I smiled slightly at the weirdness of it all, and rolled my eyes before facing Summer. She was standing there smiling slightly like me but there was a faraway look in her eyes as if she wasn't quite with it. I frowned.

"Summer?"

She snapped back to attention and turned to me.

"Boys." She said, resuming her grin and linking arms with me. "We've got Charms next right?"

Why can't life be simple?? I've got problems with Potter and now problems with Summer. Why me??

A/N So not happy with this chappy!! Ok, I know this story says it's just a L/J fic but does anyone think I should get Summer and Sirius together?? I wasn't sure so I thought I'd leave it up to you!! Tell me when you review (coz you are SOOOO reviewing, aren't you?? p)