I Hate Everything about You
Summery: Spoiled, arrogant Lily Evans is back for her seventh and final year at Hogwarts, determined to make it the best yet. The daughter of a rich muggle business man she had it all, popularity, looks, and one of the most coveted title at Hogwarts...Head Girl. Her dreams are dashed when she meets the new guy, James Potter. Handsome, Quiet, but with a raging temper, they clash instantly. A year of monumental fights, instant friendships, and strange love. Lily/James sort of a role reversal between the two.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the slightly twisted and weird but interesting plot. The Characters and anything else you recognize belongs to the wonderful and talented J.K Rowling.
Chapter one: Shattered
Only when I stop to think about it.
I hate everything about you,
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you,
Why do I love you?
Her small hand skimmed along the side of the paneling, smooth wooden. The smell of the Hogwarts steam engine filled her nose and she smiled as memories flickered through her mind. First years ran at her feet and older students smiled and waved at her. She was making her way to the last compartment, at the very end of the long train, her compartment.
She reached the door and smiled at the laughter coming from inside, friends. She slid the door open, her figure filling up the door way as she entered.
"Why hello Ms. Head girl…come to reprimand us for being too loud," a smooth deep voice said, the figure standing up.
"Why never Sirius," she wrapped her arms around the boy in a hug, laughter and joy filling her figure.
The man pulled away to sit back down, he was tall and filled out with broad shoulders and slim hips. Black hair fell around his face, and he would easily flick it away with a charming smile.
"Why Lily, how can you look even more beautiful?" he asked with a roguish wink of his mischievous grey eyes.
"I do not know Black, could it possibly be my natural born talent?" she smiled, lighting up the compartment.
Lily sat down next to Sirius slinging her arm around her other friend, sandy haired and quiet.
"What have you been up to, Remus?" her voice concerned, an undertone of worry laced in her innocent question.
"Nothing, I've been just fine," his smile was reassuring and his blue eyes twinkled with warmth.
"And Peter, lets never forget about you," the girl said looking at the plump shy boy sitting across the compartment, her own personal charity case.
"Just…fine Lily," he said slowly, quietly.
"Perfect," her year was set, she was head girl; popular, smart, beautiful, rich…Lily Evans had it all.
"Oh Lily dear, my best mate from back home is coming to Hogwarts this year…is that not exciting?!" Sirius exclaimed his grin wide.
"Umm…James it that correct? I remember you talking about him," Lily said stretching her long shapely legs out in front of her.
"Oh yes, James and I have known each other from childhood, and you'll never guess…he took a placement test and Dumbledore has made him head boy!" Sirius said eyes twinkling.
"Oh, I for sure thought Remus was going to get it," Lily said looking over at her friend with slight disappointment.
"No, don't worry, James is more than capable," Remus said with a kind smile.
"Well, where is this James figure?" she asked.
"Heads meeting," Sirius said with a smirk.
"Bloody Hell…well it's too late now," Lily slumped back into her seat, not a care in the world.
Just then the compartment door flew open, a steaming boy in the entry way stomped in and slumped into the seat next to Peter.
"Merlin, the bloody head girl stood up the meeting! McGonagall was furious…what a selfish arse that girl must be," the boy was tall and lean, his hair was messy in a windswept way and round glasses sat on his long aristocratic nose, his hazel eyes burning.
Sirius was rolling with laughter; Remus had his hand over his mouth to cover his chuckles while Peter looked at Lily nervously.
"Excuse me?" Lily stood up, her head girl badge gleaming. The messy haired boy also stood up glaring at her harshly.
"You must be her, you may have been able to get away with whatever you want before, but I take my duties seriously…so grow up!"
"You must be James then," Lily said coolly, her eyes raking over his form with distaste, who was this boy to just come in her and shatter her perfectly sculpted world.
"Yes, James Potter…and you are?" his voice leaked distain.
"Lily Evans," she sat back down, her legs swinging around to lay in Sirius' lap her head resting on Remus' shoulder, her body radiating arrogant indifference.
"James, mate, calm down…Lily's not so bad," Sirius said with a grin patting her leg.
The hazel eyed boy sat down with a sneer, and pulled a book from his bag and opened it, burring his nose in it for the rest of the train ride.
Lily couldn't help but stare at the new boy on the long ride back to the school. And something about they way his hazel eyes burned when he was angry made something in her stomach tighten.
Lily smiled, turning back to the conversation at hand; it was going to be an interesting year.