Obviously, I dont own anything dealing with Harry Potter. Just the plot of this story. And some of the ideas used in my story, are already owned by JK Rowling. I dont own anything, *tear*.

I sat on my bed, the morning of the party. I was getting anxious. I was counting down the minutes until my dad took me to his party. I knew it was extremely embarrassing but, I didn't have my Muggle license yet.

James had owled me quite a bit before today. Just little messages telling me he missed me. And one came this morning, stating where he lived. I knew the place well, so did dad.

I remembered James' glasses, brown hair and crooked smile. I remembered the way he comforted me on the train after Snivellus hurt me. I figured if he could disown me, I could call him the name he hated the most.

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In the car, I grew antsy as dad decided to take the long way to James' house. I knew he wanted to tell me as much as possibly about the only thing that guys want these days. But, when the subject came up, I said, "Dad, I can handle it on my own. I will be out of school next year. And, even though its of school grounds, if I really needed to be protected, I could hex him into the next century.

"Really?" Dad had questioned.

I simply nodded. I wouldn't be the girl to fall into any traps, especially after coming around the James' charm only a few weeks ago. But, his owl's kept me on my toes. Some included a new interest of his, or something I should know about the party. And as I drifted into the thought of what each said, dad said, "We're here."

I struggled to get the seat belt un hooked quickly. I felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead, not a good sign.

Dad knew I was nervous, "Shall I hold your hand up to the door, introduce myself and then make sure you're safe?" He chuckled.

"Ha. Ha." I mocked, rolling my eyes. "If anything happens, I'll call you."

"Lillian, I just wanted to let you know that your mum and I trust you. And whatever you choose for your future, we'll back you 100 percent." I heard his voice get choked up. I knew this was going to be the most embarrassing night of my life.

Just then, James came out the front door, running to my side. "Hi, Lil." He acknowledged my dad, "Hi, I'm James Potter. Nice to meet your, Mr. Evans."

"Nice to meet you too. I should be off. Have fun." Dad smiled. He approved. I could see it in his eyes.

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Inside, I took off my jacket. I looked around the room and saw quite a few familiar faces. James put his arm around my waist, guiding me through the large groups all over the main floor. His house was amazing. It was his parents house, but there was a certain bachelor pad theme to it.

We rounded the place, then I remembered, "Oh, I brought you something. A little belated Christmas present."

"What is it?" He asked, shyly. Obviously he hadn't gotten me anything. I didn't care. I liked being with him. This was my present.

I went to my bag. I had packed a pair of pajamas just in case. I reached in and pulled out a bag. I handed it to him.

"Oh, Belgian Macaroons? I absolutely love these!" he smiled.

"Really? It was the only thing I could find. Every shop was picked over. And I read somewhere that they are perfect gifts for holidays or any special occasion. So…"

"I love this. It's the best present I got for Christmas." He stopped and put his hands on my waist. "Oh by the way, Happy Christmas." He leaned in and kissed me.

"Oh, what lovers!" I heard someone say. I looked around and saw Tonks. Her real name is Nymphadora but, she hates it. So she's suffice to her last name.

"Hi, Tonks." I said, hugging her. "Long time no talk." She was a year behind James and I. She ignored my comment and walked over to see Remus. She fancied him quite a lot.

I looked up at James. I knew how she felt. I hadn't realized this at first but, just the little time we've talked, I knew we would be together forever. I also knew this was somewhat far-fetched considering we weren't really together. But, I could dream.

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It was nearing 11 o'clock. I was in James' room with him, snogging. Let's just say, before tonight, I hadn't gone quite this far. And I wasn't complaining. James admitted to me that I was his first too. We didn't shag, although we were close to it.

He was kissing my neck. My shirt was off, his too. Although he was almost naked, only wearing his underpants. We were getting into it, close to going all the way.

The door opened. "Oi, top o' the morning' to ya!" It was Sirius. He was notably drunk as a skunk and he seemed to be enjoying his Fire Whisky.

"Padfoot!" James yelled, struggling to cover me up, along with himself.

"James Potter, you dog! I knew you had it in you." Sirius said, winking and closing the door.

I sat up in bed, "Well, that was eventful. Your best friend just saw me at my best." I said sarcastically.

"I forgot to lock it. I'm sorry." James said, before kissing me once again.

Plz review. I know this chapter was short, i couldnt come up with anything else. The next chapter will be pleasing though. :)