A/N: Thanks for the reviews. And yes, that is sarcasm.

Chasing Pavement?

James headed up to the Girl's Dormitory. He wanted to see Lily, as she's been acting strange for awhile. He came to the circular room and saw nobody in there. He looked into the bathroom and saw nobody in there. He sighed and turned to leave when he saw a letter with his name on the outside. His eyebrows furrowed and he picked up the envelope. His expression became more and more confused with every sentence.

Am I really that oblivious? Have I been ignoring her? These were his thoughts as he raced down the stairs, looking for Lily. Is she really going to just forget about me? Does she really love me? He thought over and over again. His heart was racing; his adrenaline was pounding through his veins. He momentarily forgot about Michelle. Lily Evans was the only thing on her mind.

He ran around another corner and slammed into his best friend, Sirius Black. Sirius Black saw his best friend, eyes wild, hair even more wild and was breathing like a madman. "What the bloody hell, James?"

Wordlessly, James handed Sirius the letter. Sirius scanned over it, and his got wider and wider by each passing sentence. "Do you know what this means?" Sirius asked excitedly, handing James back the letter.

"Yes, you dolt, have you seen Lily?"

"I don't know; have you seen Michelle?"

James stopped frantically looking and looked at Sirius dead in the eyes. "Bloody hell, Michelle." He inhaled sharply and closed his eyes. "Michelle. What am I going to do, Padfoot?" he looked at his best friend helplessly, "I like her rather a lot; I don't want to hurt her. But Lily…" his words trailed off.

Sirius didn't necessarily like Lily Evans. She caused too much pain for his best friend. He looked at his best friend and simply said, "Go find Evans, Prongs; I know you love her." James looked at his best friend, clasped his shoulder and sprinted off. Sirius had no clue whatsoever to do.

James unfortunately, didn't see even a glimpse of Lily Evans. She was somewhere in the castle, and Peter had the map, where ever he was. By midnight, he retired to the Common Room, defeated. He was staring in the fire, worrying about what he would do. Was he too late? Did she already accept Diggory? Did she leave Hogwarts? Is she already snogging him in a broom cupboard? Did she really mean it's best if she forgets him? His thoughts drifted over the one and only redheaded, emerald-eyed girl he loved.

Lily Evans woke up with a start around two in the morning. The letter, where was it? She jumped up and looked around on the desk. Where is it?

James was scanning over the letter again and again. He already had made deep creases in the parchment from folding it over and over again nervously. He didn't know what he was doing up; he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep anyways.

She shuffled around papers quietly, trying not to wake her roommates up. Where the bloody hell was it? Did she put it in her book bag? She quickly rummaged through her bag and deciding that it wasn't there, she sat on the edge of her bed. Is it in the common room? Maybe she accidentally dropped it when she was sitting in her favorite chair? She quietly went down the stairs and saw a familiar boy with crazy black hair sitting next to the fire.

Shit, she thought as he turned around.
"Lily," he exhaled.

I'm actually really disappointed in your reviews, as none of you did. If there are three reviews, I'll post tomorrow. If not, I'll post when I feel like it.