I forgot to do disclaimers before so here goes: wait, if I was JK Rowling and not a teenage schoolgirl, would I really be writing this story instead of longing in a hot tube somewhere whilst a waiter fed me peeled grapes? I think not...

Alright my lovelies :)

To Anti-banana19, I love on a farm too haha, not offence meant :)

Lily needed to clear her head. It was all confused from lack of sleep over the whole 'situation' with James and her feelings were all over the place. Her plan was starting to take shape but the finer details were still not clear. She decided to go for a walk. Making her way to the far end of the grounds, she sighed and thrust her hands deep into the linings of her pockets. The light was just about perfect over the lake but she wanted to get up higher to see reflection of the castle in the water. She climbed a pile of dirt Hagrid had dug, trudging carefully to the top, trying not to slip. She lost her footing for a second and scraped her hand. Cursing she kept on climbing until she reached the top.

Lily smiled. The red sky merged to the orange sun that was only half visible as it sunk into the lake. She smiled and sat there for a while, happily alone in her thoughts. Lily wasn't sure how long she stayed there, probably an hour or so. The weather hadn't yet chilled to the cool air of autumn so, even without a jacket, Lily felt quite warm.

Raindrops fell lightly from the sky as clouds swarmed overhead. Lily sighed as she realised it was time to go and finish her Defence essay. She stood up and started to make her way down the mound of earth, her feet sliding down the dirt sideways. Almost as if it was in slow motion, her foot clipped a stone and she started to fall head first. She screamed as she noticed the sharp rocks that her body would fall on shortly. Lily's arms flapped around her, trying desperately to find a branch or something, anything, to hang on to. Her forehead was mere inches from the ground when she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her waist. Lily gushed a quick thank you, calling the person her savoir. She scoffed at how cheesy that sounded before looking up the man that held her in his arms.

A large pair of brown eyes that would make a puppy jealous stared back at her. His blond/brown hair was tousled. It was not too long but not too short. He wore a white sleeveless t shirt and red flowery shorts. He looked very much like a sort of person that would comfort you with a hug when you were upset, the sort of guy you could rely on. He smiled down at her.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked, a hint of a Scottish accent tickled his vocal tones.

"Eh, I, emm, I mean, yes," Lily blushed.

He chuckled down at her. "My name's Luke, I just moved here from America.

"I'm Lily." It took her a few moments to realise what he said. "But if you were in America then… your accent?

"I'm originally from Scotland but my Dad got a job with the American Ministry so we moved there but what with the war and everything we moved back."

"So, emm, are you in 6th year or…?"

"Yeah, Gryffindor."

"Really? I'm in Gryffindor too! It's obviously the best house, it has the best colours and I'd rather be brave than anything else but we have got McGonagall and she's really strict and everything..." Lily knew she was babbling but couldn't seem to stop herself. After a few minutes she realised she was till in his arms. Lily stood up awkwardly, blushing.

Just at that moment, lightening crackled above their heads and the heavens opened. Rain poured from the sky so the two of them ran for cover. They stumbled into the Great Hall, leaving muddy footprints behind them. Typically, the rain stopped as soon as they got inside. Lily sighed.

Luke shivered; goosebumps erupted over his body as a shiver went down his spine.

Lily realised what little clothes he was wearing. "Why didn't you wear a jumper or something?"

"I was going for a run; I want to be fit for Quiddich tryouts."

'You're fit already,' Lily thought. She blushed, realising what she had said.

"So, emm, do you want to go back to the common room?"

"What? Oh right," Lily mumbled, feeling foolish. "Yeah, sure."

They walked in silence until they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. They climbed up into the not very busy common room. Lily noticed Potter sitting with his girlfriend at his side. He watched the two of them, jealousy burned through his body. Who was this guy? Why was he with Lily? And why were they wet?

The two of them made their way to the staircase, standing at the bottom feeling awkward.

"Do you mind showing me the right dorm? I actually just arrived today so I haven't been up there yet."

"Oh, sure." Lily strode out in front of him.

"By the way, do you know what my room mates are like."

"Well, Remus is really nice; he will definitely talk to you and treat you like your one of the group. Peter is just kinda quiet; he'll have anyone as his friend. Sirius will like you if you like pranks, causing trouble and, most of all, girls and Potter… Well… He may act… He'll either act a bit apprehensive, jealous or invite you to join the group with open arms."

"Thanks for the tip."

They reached the door. A familiar warning flashed in front of them, warning intruders the charge of being caught was a slow painful death.

As Lily pushed open the door, she gasped at the chaos. What she assumed to be James and Sirius' beds were messy and covered in sweet wrappers, broken quills and torn parchment. They were unmade and smelled strongly of cologne. Pictures lined the walls in front of their beds. James' wall was covered in posters of his favourite Quiddich team whilst Sirius' were covered in pictures of attractive witches. Peter's wall was covered in pictures of what could only be his, slightly tubby, family. Remus' bed was perfectly made with only one picture on the wall; one of him and the other marauders. Lily felt a pang of sadness for her friend.

Luke spotted what would become his bed and went to sit down on it. He turned and smiled at Lily. "I'll see you later, yeah?"

"Course," Lily smiled back, glad to have made a new friend. Even better that he was an attractive male friend.

As she made her way down to the common room, she came face to face with Sirius.

"Lily! Where have you been! I've been looking for you for ages! Where have you been?"

"I went for a walk and bumped into the new boy and…"

"Whatever. Anyway, what's your plan?"

"Shh! Not here!" Lily hissed before dragging him out of the common room (James' eyes followed her the whole way) and into an unused classroom. She sat on the teacher's desk and stared at him and he took a seat opposite her.

"So?"

"Well, I'm gunna be nice to Sandra."

Sirius raised his eyebrows. "That's your plan?"

"They say keep your friends close and your enemies closer."

"That is not gunna work."

"Think about it. No matter how much she wants to, she will have no excuse to hate me. So-"

"She'll bug James about it and he, being James, will defend you till death."

"And she will get so annoyed and jealous that she will dump him and you'll have your best friend back."

Sirius beamed at her. "I knew there was a reason I was friends with you."

So, will Luke and James get along?

Will lily fall for Luke?

Will James and Sandra break up?

What will Sirius have for lunch?

Some many questions, so much writing to do…

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