Okay, several things. As someone pointed out, this isn't really a drabble. Nor can I exactly call it a one shot. I guess it's more like a series of events. The first two chapters go together. But I'm not sure about the third.

Second,there may seem to be some non-sequitors: like how James was so angry with Lily that morning and now he's throwing cheezy lines at her to make her feel better. But I think that is a part of James "growing up".I mean he didn't do it over night. His response that morning is his immaturity: his inability to recognize that maybe he did get what he deserved. But his maturity comes when he is able to forgive Lily for VERY publicly humiliating him.

Third. Yes, not everything is explained in this one. Like how James and Sirius got into the girls' dormitory. Or how Lily knew what they were up to. Or what she did to make the pimples appear on their faces. Or how Lily knows about Remus being a werewolf.I will tell everyone this. She does take pity on Sirius and removes his pimples the next morning.

Fourth, since this isn't a full blown story, I guess I have to give some background. This chapter, and the previous one, takes place toward the end of Lily and James's sixth year.

"I just made Lily Evans cry," said James pitifully as he entered his dormitory to find Sirius sprawled out on his bed, dejectedly gazing at his face in his mirror, Remus doing some reading and Peter digging through his trunk.

"What did you do?" asked Sirius with interest. "Why didn't you let me in on it?"

"I told her she was worth anything and everything," said James.

Remus snorted. "I hope that's not a direct quote," he said, looking up from his book. "I'd cry too if someone told me that."

"What do you mean? She looked upset and I was trying to cheer her up."

"Why would you do that?" demanded Sirius. "After what she did—hey, she took off your pimples!"

"That attitude may be why you still have 'pervert' written across your face," retorted James.

"What happened to the "killing her plan" this morning? We're still on for the prankfest right?"

Remus ignored Sirius. "Look Prongs, that line 'you're worth anything and everything' might work on a sobbing girl you've just dumped, but a, that girl worships you and would believe any BS that comes out of your mouth, and b, Lily Evans is a bit more sincere than that."

"Hold on a second," cried Sirius, jerking up. "Let me get something straight here. You're feeling sorry for her now! I don't get it, how can you go from being ready to throttle her this morning to trying to comfort her this evening? Did she obliviate you? Do you not remember what she did to us? "

"Maybe it's cuz he loves her," said Peter, emerging from his trunk with several chocolate frogs grasped in his fist. "My mum says folks are funny that way when they love someone. One minute—,"

"I do not love Lily Evans," protested James.

"Why do you keep asking her out then?" Peter pointed out as he sat on his bed.

"That one's easy, Wormtail," Sirius said impatiently. "'Cuz she's one of the few girls he can't get. It's a challenge."

Peter shrugged as he unwrapped a chocolate frog. "Sorry. But it does seem a little odd. I mean, James hasn't cared before whether or not he made her cry."

"Look, Pete, remember that agreement we made in third year? We're allowed to date, but we can't actually, you know, be in a serious relationship. So James can't love Lily."

"Padfoot, it doesn't work that way," Remus sighed.

"Yes, it does," insisted Sirius. "You don't love her, do you James?"

James shook his head. "Of course not. Besides, I'm only sixteen. So, how 'bout that prankfest, Padfoot?"

"That sounds more like it," exclaimed Sirius.

Obviously the chocolate frogs weren't enough to hold Peter until the next morning, for it was not long before he and Sirius snuck out under James's borrowed invisibility cloak to the kitchen.

James was pulling off his Quidditch robes when he remembered something Lily had said. "Hey, Moony, Lily told me that she thinks I know what I have to do to get her to go out with me. What do you think that is?"

Remus looked up from his book and sighed. "James as smart as you are, you worry me sometimes."

"That's helpful," James retorted sarcastically.

"Prongs, I think she means you have to grow up a little. You can't just throw your usual antics and lines at Lily and expect her to go all mushy for you. You have to show her you're sincere. Your usual pick up lines just won't cut it."

"So I kind of screwed up with the 'you're worth anything and everything'."

Remus thought a moment. "In a manner of speaking yes, but I think you were trying to be sincere. You just have to learn how to come across that way; you can't pull things out of trashy romance novels or wherever you got that line. You have improved though with the hexing everyone in sight and everything. And your ego's not as big as it used to be."

"That's comforting. Lily still won't go out with me."

His friend chuckled. "I thought it was. You're a few steps closer than you were last year."

"Okay, you guys can stop going on about the lake incident," said James, rolling his eyes.

"Did I mention that?" Remus asked in mock innocence.

"It was implied," grumbled James, pulling on his pajamas and crawling into bed.

"One last thing," Remus said quietly. "It's not just Lily keeping you from going out with her. It's Sirius too."

James opened his mouth to protest and stopped. He was far too right. "Okay, Moony, your helpful insight stops for tonight."

Remus shrugged. "Fine by me."

Lily stopped outside her dormitory and sank to the floor, not wanting to explain to her friends why she was crying. She'd felt so triumphant this morning at catching James and Sirius, but right now she felt horrible.

She pulled a piece of parchment from her pocket. Written in letters cut from the Daily Prophet it read:

Think you're clever, Mudblood, showing up purebloods? No matter how smart the professors tell you you are, how pretty you think you are, no matter how many points you win for Gryffindor, no matter what awards you win, or whether you become Head Girl, you'll never be a true witch

Lily knew the letter was stupid, but it hurt. Most of all because it voiced the very doubts that crept into her mind every time someone called her a mudblood. She frequently wondered if she was just building a glamour about herself, one that could be dispelled at the slightest flick of someone's wand to reveal just an average girl who didn't deserve what Lily Evans, prefect and predicted Head Girl, had. Then there was the familiar sense of belonging nowhere. Petunia shut her out from the happiness of the muggle world and she was somehow barred from the true wizarding world. She felt as if she hung on the fringes of both worlds, not completely fitting into either.

Then there was James Potter. She would never tell anyone, least of all him— she could barely admit it herself—how much she liked him. She had since third year. For all his pranking, all his teasing, all his arrogance, she liked him. And she had hated that. She had hated feeling as if she could be one of the girls that giggled over everything he did or followed him in an unofficial fan club.She hated wondering how in the world she could ever like him. She'd thought that maybe he would grow up, stop being such a bully and an arrogant git. She knew he was a much better person than he pretended to be. There was the way he protectively kept Remus's secret, and the way he always looked out for his other friends and those on his Quidditch team. He'd been the first to befriend Peter Pettigrew and Remus Lupin when no one else would. And for all his coolness, the only one he consistently picked on was Severus Snape. Everyone else was treated the same way when it came to his hexes; no one was spared because of their popularity or their blood.

Tonight he'd been so different in the common room. He'd almost looked as if he was trying to make her laugh, to be genuine. Until he'd thrown that line at her: "Lily you're worth everything and anything." She'd heard him use that line before. She'd accidentally walked in on him breaking up with a Ravenclaw last year. He'd said, "I know you'll think you're worthless because I'm breaking up with you, but you're not. You're worth anything. I just don't think this relationship will work out. I'd like to be friends though."

She'd thought he was changing, but he was as insincere as ever. She wanted to say 'yes' to him, but she couldn't. If she did so now, things just wouldn't work out and she might actually come to hate him. She also wanted to be sure he really liked her; that she wasn't just a girl he couldn't have. As she headed up the steps, she'd hoped he'd say something to prove he was different that he didn't just think of her as another girl to go out with. But he'd blown it.

This was ridiculous. She was actually waiting for James to grow up so she could go out with him. How much could you like someone?

Lily hated to admit it, but she liked him a lot.