Author's Note: Chapter two is here! Yeah! Okay I have to say that this was originally going to be chapter one but it didn't introduce the story well enough in my opinion. Same drill as before, read and critique. NOTE: This takes place two weeks after chapter one does.

Two Weeks Later

"Lily, what are you thinking about?"

Lily looked down at her feet where a tall, muscular boy lay on his stomach, making wisps of smoke come out of his wand.

Two weeks ago, had Lily been in this situation, she would have been uncomfortable and stiff but now after just two weeks of living in the same dorm with him she had become so accustomed to him that she didn't even scream when he walked out of his room with nothing on but boxers with snitches on him.

Yeah, he was still annoying and he was still a prick but something, something, had changed about James Potter. Maybe it was the fact that he never asked her out anymore, or never showed off just to impress her. They were friends now and as odd as it seemed, Lily liked it.

There had been moments though, when she almost felt attracted to James. Attracted in the I-want-to-snog-you-senseless way. Of course she had always found an excuse. Indigestion, high blood pressure or a fever. One day as she was watching James (for the first time ever) perform a perfect switching spell in charms, Gracie had bothered to ask what she was staring at. Lily quickly busied herself with her notes, trying hard to ignore the smirks her best friends were giving her throughout the rest of the period.

She snapped out of her daze and looked over him taking in his hazel eyes, biceps built from years of Quidditch training, and his dark black hair that grew in every direction. His eyes, which were fiercely concentrated on his wand, glowed brilliantly in the firelight. Were it not for the fact that he had nudged her out of her reverie, she probably would have been staring at him for much longer (though she would always deny that).

Shaking her head in an attempt to clear her thoughts of her friend, she answered coolly, "I'm just trying to think of an ending to this Transfiguration essay, which is due in two weeks."

She smiled at her and he beamed back, making a sudden thrill seep through her, though she dared not admit it.

It was the smile. The smile, he was giving lopsided, trademark grin that made almost every girl swoon. Lily once prided herself in being immune to it, but now, why did it make her blush so? C'mon Evans, she thought, pull yourself together. You are his friend right? Don't go get any wrong thoughts about this strictly platonic relationship.

She snapped back to reality as he said, "Lily, you worry way too much about work. Take a break for once!"

"I'll take a break when Sirius decides to actually studies for a test!" Lily shouted playfully, throwing a crumpled piece of parchment at his head.

"Sirius won't ever do that!" He replied, dodging the paper ball with expert reflexes.

"Exactly!" Cried Lily who shrieked as James picked up and pummeled with her with a pillow from the sofa.

Laughing loudly, the head boy and girl began to chase each other around the common room, throwing as many pillows as they could.

Unsurprisingly, the homework lay forgotten on the floor.

"You throw like a girl!" Screamed Lily, whose current weapon/pillow had burst open, leaving behind an explosion of feathers.

"You are a girl!" James shouted, before abandoning his pillow and hoisting her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

He began to parade her around the Head's dorm to an invisible audience, impervious to her please and cries.

"James I'm too fat for you to carry. You're going to get crushed!" She said.

"Lily you are not fat!" He shouted over his shoulder at her as he bounced around the room. Suddenly, Lily gave a great tug on James' arms and they both went crashing to the floor in lack of energy and balance.

"Ow!" They both yelled simultaneously.

When Lily opened her eyes, she found herself on top of James Potter. On top of him!

James was just surprised but didn't say a word. His arms were wrapped almost comfortably around her waist.

"James you prat," She whispered (for a reason not even she knew), "You sir, are going to be the death of me! Let me go!"

She squirmed but he would not let go. The mischievous look in his eyes was gone and replaced with something that was impossible to fathom. It was pain, anguish and...love? She couldn't think. It wasn't Lily could look even further into his eyes, a great big yell filled her ears.

"OI! Prongs!" Sirius yelled from the entrance of the dorm tackling James to the floor right after the poor guy had just managed to stand up. Lily lay on the rug still, confused and flustered as ever.

Breathless, but grinning triumphantly, Sirius stood over James and practically shouted in his ear. "Guess what? Guess what?! I have just successfully bewitched every Slytherin robe to change to vibrant colors every time a Slytherin says my name! Isn't that spectacular?!" He threw an enthusiastic punch in the air, cackling maniacally.

"Just one problem Padfoot," said James amongst Sirius' yelling, "How are you going to get them to say your name?"

Sirius stopped in the middle of a victory pelvic thrust and scratched his head, looking rather deflated.

"Damn you." He muttered evilly.

"How did you get in? This dorm is password protected! And by the way," said Lily, who had stood up and was now leaning with her elbow on James' shoulder, "I'm rather disappointed in the Marauders this year. I beginning to believe you guys are losing your touch with pranking."

"No sodding way!" Both boys shouted as James leaped away from Lily who lost her balance and fell over again as Sirius added, "the password was easy. Who ever picked 'James Potter is master sex god' for the password is far too naive." Before she could get up and tackle James down who was looking sheepish, another voice joined the conversation.

"Could you keep it down!" Shouted a sandy haired boy with amber eyes. Remus Lupin stepped into the room, carrying a book and grumbling to himself about unruly hooligans.

"Moony, my man!" Shouted Sirius calmly, yanking the book from Remus' hands and sending it across the room. Groaning, Remus sat down next to Lily on the floor, not looking happy at all.

Ignoring Moony's entrance, James rounded on Lily and said, "You've never played an honest prank in your life Lils! How can you expect to critique a pranker when you have never been a pranker?"

"Ah, but you forget...," said Lily standing up with a feisty grin that made James' heart speed up, "I have been one of the pranked, so I know how the system works."

"Aw, come off it Evans," said Sirius, who was leafing through Remus' book carelessly, "You couldn't play a prank if your life depended on it!"

"Really Black?" Said Lily whose voice became deadly quiet as she stood over his sitting form.

"Really!" Said Sirius, who now stood and towered over Lily. Everyone around took a step back. As much as the boys hated it, they were afraid of Lily Evans. Her eyes burned into you and they had known form personal experience that she could hit HARD.

"You half-witted moron!" She yelled.

"You cold hearted skank!" He retorted.

That did it. It was far too late for Padfoot.

It was nice knowing you mate, James thought as Lily tackled Sirius down.

SMACK, CRACK&WHAM!

Lily punched and pummeled every part of Sirius she could. She kicked his shins, his groin and anywhere else her foot could have gotten. Sirius probably could have stopped her, but to him, why stop a hot girl from taking control?

"WHAT THE BLEEDING HELL IS GOING ON!" Screamed Gracie as she marched into the room, Emma and Peter in tow.

"Nothing!" Yelled Lily, dusting herself off and standing up, leaving Sirius on the floor, groaning.

"Yeah, and I'm a werewolf," Emma said jokingly, not noticing that all of the Marauders flinched when she said it.

"Evans you little fiery vixen! Get back down here so I can ruff you up!" Yelled Sirius painfully, grabbing Lily's ankle.

"Well," said Lily, ignoring Sirius, "It's just the normal argument: Lily-can't-play-a-prank-to-save-her-life."

"Are you serious?" Gracie said indignantly, brown eyes flashing.

"No, I'm Sirius." Said Sirius cheekily as he stood up, earning himself a kick in the shin from Gracie.

"Besides," Said Emma, "We've done out of line things, you just don't know about them."

"Yeah," added Grace, "and they were bad things."

"What kind of things, love?" Said Sirius, leaning his head on Gracie's shoulder.

"Go to hell, Black!" She shouted furiously, shoving him off as if he were contaminated.

"With you by my side, Gracie, with you by my side." He said in a very appealing voice.

"Ugh, okay. Lily, you are sleeping in the 7th year dorm tonight. I don't care how much head duties you've got. James, find yourself another girl for tonight because Lily is with us."

"Alright, alright." Said James.

"Okay girls, lets go."

"Bye boys!" They called.

Only a tired, painful groan replied.

"Bye Lils." Said James, smiling a small smile at her.

She turned and gave him a fierce hug, knocking the wind out of him for a second. He closed his eyes and breathed in her scent. Smelled like watermelon shampoo and almond poppyseed muffins and--

" But just for the record James," she said in his ear, "My Grandpa plays better pranks then you!"

Then she walked off with her friends, looking back to beam at him only once.

"Mate, you need therapy." Said Sirius, who was already sporting a black eye as he stood up dizzily.

"I agree." Piped up Peter, only earning a disapproving look from Remus.

"I don't," Said Remus, "James, I must say you've done admirably well on Project Lily lately. I'm actually starting to miss her screaming at you every five minutes and you getting slapped every ten or so."

James laughed and plopped down on the couch, picking up and carelessly looking over Lily's essay.

"Nothing to say?" Said Sirius inquisitively, looking at James expectantly.

"If I did, wouldn't I have said it?" Came the reply.

"So, you don't like Evans?" Peter asked in wonder.

"Well, I'm not sure. What do you call it when you can't stop thinking about someone for more than a second, and just being around them makes you want to laugh and cry at the same time?" He asked irritably.

"Love?" Remus said.

"You got it."

"But--" began Sirius.

"No," cut off James, "I'm not going to ask Lily out ever again. That's a mistake I've made far too many times. If I want her to even be my friend, I have to lay low on Project Lily. Sorry boys."

"Why should we be sorry?" Sirius scoffed, "Evans is a little teacher's pet and isn't good enough for any of the Marauders. Harlow, however--"

"You like Gracie?" James asked sharply, like a sword through the air.

"Yeah, but who wouldn't? She's funny, strong willed, and not to mention straight out damn, sexy." Sirius said.

"Why Padfoot, are you in love as well?" Remus asked teasingly.

"Love is below Mr. Pad of Foot." Sirius said.

"Can we go to dinner? I'm starved." Peter complained.

"Alright, let's go." Said Sirius, as if it really pained him to eat.

"Did you tell him not to touch any mashed potatoes or else they will explode?" Whispered Remus to James as Sirius and Peter walked ahead.

"Nope, I thought he would enjoy it more if he found out for himself." James replied cheerily.

"Ugh! Those bloody Marauders! Why can't they just go take a hike?" Shouted Gracie, her brown hair whipping around as she threw herself onto her bed.

"You're telling me." Mumbled Emma.

"Yeah," Agreed Lily, "I mean, James is my mate and all but they really shouldn't doubt that we can do out of line things. That is so incredible sexist!"

"AMEN!" Shouted her friends with their fists in the air.

"I mean," continued Lily, "It's like we can't do anything but read books to them. Like we have no purpose to them except to give them a chance to look down our shirts. It's disgusting!"

They sat down and thought for a minute. Gracie kept changing her position on restlessness, Emma stared fixedly at the floor and Lily was pacing.

After seven minutes of silence, Gracie looked up and said, "We need to do something. Something they would never expect of us to that will make history at Hogwarts. Something that our Great Grandchildren will talk about centuries from now... But what?"

They thought. Lily, hardest of all. Something insane, but not dangerous. Something to get noticed but to remain anonymous. Something to teach those Marauders that they weren't the best at everything. Lily sifted through all plans of revenge that she could. Beat them up? No that happened too often... Give them detention? No they get that all the time, what could they learn from that? Poison them? No she'd miss James too much. WHAT COULD THEY DO?

Then it hit her.

Like lightning. Like a brick out of the sky. Like a stunning spell. Like a bullet.

"I've got it!" She screamed, leaping up onto her bed and jumping around like a maniac. Her friends looked at her for a minute, probably wondering if she had lost it completely.

Finally, Emma blurted, "What is it?"

Lily stopped jumping and came close to both of them, taking their hands and forming a circle.

"A prank war." She whispered, looking around as if someone might be listening in.

The reaction was definitely not expected.

"WHAT?!" Both girls shouted.

"Shh!" Lily said desperately, "We don't want anyone to hear!"

"Like anyone would," said Gracie loudly, "they are all at dinner."

"What is a prank war?" Asked Emma curiously.

"You've never heard of a prank war?" Asked Lily as if they didn't know how to read.

"Ummm, hello? Pureblood wizards." Gracie said jokingly.

"Well," said Lily, whose voice began to come back to normal level, "when I was in fourth grade at a muggle school, some of the middle schoolers held a prank war. Basically, you prank the school anonymously against a person or a class. In this case, it was one 8th grade class versus another. And this was muggle pranking they were using and it was still bloody amazing. Imagine what we could do with magical pranking? What havoc we could wreak? And it would just be us versus the Marauders, but they wouldn't even know who their opponent was!!!"

Lily stopped to breath hard as her friends broke into huge and evilly satisfied smiles.

"Yes, "said Gracie, "YES. Oh My God this could work so well! We could prank them first and send them an invitation after wards inviting them to join us in a prank war!"

"Yeah!" Shouted Emma excitedly, "I'm sure we can find loads of pranks and spells we can use on them! We can include a list of rules in the invitation! Of course we'll need a secret name and code names for each other like they do. The Marauders, Moony Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs."

"Well that's easy," said Lily, "The Marauderesses. Their worst nightmare is someone else who who's better at pranking. And this time, it'll be a group of girls."

"That's... perfect." Said Gracie in wonderment.

"Let's start writing the invitation and planning the prank now." Said Emma, grabbing a stack of parchment, a quill, ink and sitting down on the floor.

So they did. They planned and plotted the beginning of their prank war until the early hours of the morning. They had forgotten to unlock the dorm, and therefore locked the rest of their dorm mates out. But (as Lily said as she rolled up the parchment and hopped in her bed fully clothed) it was well worth the effort and time.

"Phase One in action in approximately 96 hours." Said Gracie drowsily before falling asleep instantly.

Lily smiled as she fell asleep, though it was not the prank war she was thinking about.

A/N/: So what did you think? The prank war will clearly begin either next chapter or the one after that. Any suggestions? Complaints? Pranking ideas? Review and let me know! I really need reviews for this story, please! THANKS FOR READING!