AN: Okay, three things. One: I like this so much I'm writing these first few chapters at once, two: I won't use any more direct text from the HP books, and three: I'm skipping ahead to their fourth year.

Chapter 2: A Note

Lily's POV:

"Morning, Lily."

I scowled into my porridge as James Potter sat down next to me.

"What do you want, Potter?" I asked.

"Nothing," he said, scooting into me. I scooted down the bench.

"Now, now, we can't have that, can we?" joked Sirius, sitting down on the other side of me. Sirius scooted into me so that I'd be squished between him and James. As his wrist brushed mine I felt an electric shock go through my body. But then James scooted into me, and ruined the moment.

Thinking for a moment, I scooted closer into Sirius. Electric jolts seemed to go through me at his every movement.

But James scooted in again, and Sirius announced, "Be careful, Prongs, or Evans here will end up in my lap trying to get away from you!"

I blushed, as that was exactly where I had been hoping I might end up. But still, being this close to Sirius made my heart melt anyway.

"I have to go," I said, still blushing.

James' POV:

As Lily walked off, I asked Padfoot, "What did I do wrong this time?"

"You're probably rushing this a bit, mate," Moony had answered for him.

"Oh, I know," I sighed, "But she's just so pretty! Why doesn't she like me? All the other girls fawn over me."

"Oh, she's seen through the fact that you're a big-headed git," Sirius answered, like he always did, "Maybe you should act more normal around her."

I drifted into my thoughts, thinking of every time I had seen Lily, every time I had tried to get her to like me, every time I had failed.

"Well, y'see mates I… seize up around her or something," I told Moony, Padfoot, and Wormtail, "And all I can be is a, as Padfoot so eloquently puts it, a 'big-headed git.'"

Wormtail started to laugh but when he saw our impressions he shut up at once.

"Well, you're going to have to work on that, eh?" said Moony.

Not knowing what to say, I gave a noncommittal grunt.

"Come on, Prongs," said Padfoot, "We've got to go so we can be late for Transfiguration."

This made me laugh, and we walked off to class.

During Transfiguration, Lily passed me a note. I stared at her, wide-eyed, until I noticed who it was for.

"Here, Padfoot, Lily's passing you notes."

Reading over his shoulder, I saw that Lily wanted to talk to Padfoot, alone, during lunch.

Walking out of class, I asked him, "What d'you think she wants?"

"I dunno," he replied, "But I'm gonna find out, and I don't want you guys to come with me, it might be important, and you might scare her off."

I began to protest, but Padfoot interrupted me. "What if she's going to profess her undying love to you but doesn't know how to do it so she wants my help?"

That shut me up.