AN: Hey guys! I'm going to make their sixth year as brief as possible and I hope that no one has a problem with that. In this chapter Lily and James have reached the castle and are at the start of the new term. If anyone has ANY inputs, any at all, please do tell me in a review or a PM; they really help. And as always, please review!

Lily loved sixth year. There was half as much the study pressure on her as she had last year AND they got a load of free periods. Although Lily had a lot of time to spare it wasn't always a blessing, it meant that she had time to think and somehow her thoughts would always end up in the same place; her broken friendship with Sev. And just like that the wall she had built around her would come crumbling down. It took all her effort not to succumb to her grief and go into a shell.

It was difficult for Lily to avoid Sev because they had most of their classes together. No matter what she didn't even look at him let alone make any kind of contact. She would just pretend as if he had seized to exist in her world. Even the professors knew that something had happened between the two because earlier they were always sitting together and now they had never seen any of them this separated from the other.

"Ms Evans, I would like a word with you," Professor McGonagall called out at the end of one of her Transfiguration lessons. Lily told her friends to carry on without her which none of them were ready to do. The three girls had taken it upon themselves to accompany Lily everywhere she went in order to protect her from Snape.

"Yes Professor?" Lily asked politely once she had reached the older witch's desk.

"Is there anything on your mind, dear?" asked McGonagall with kindness that Lily had never seen before.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Professor, "Lily replied.

"Are you sure?" McGonagall asked and when Lily nodded she sighed. "Well if there's anything that's bothering you, I'm always there to help you with it. Although I am not supposed to say this, you are one of my favourite students, Lily and I hate to see you struggle," she said with genuine maternal concern and Lily felt a sudden surge of fondness for the old lady.

A few weeks into school, Lily was sitting in the Great Hall with Mary and Marlene when Johnathan Abbot from Hufflepuff walked up to her.

"Hey Lily!" he smiled at her, looking a little nervous.

"Hey Johnathan," she smiled back. "Why do you look so scared?" she wondered aloud.

"Um..." he stuttered. "There's a Hogsmeade weekend coming up and I was wondering if you'd like to go with me," he said in a hurry. "I'd understand if you don't want to," he added quickly, making Lily smile.

"I'd love to," she said sweetly and watched as his face lit up.

"Are you serious?" he asked a little surprised. Lily laughed at that and nodded her head.

"Meet me by the front doors at eleven?" she asked as if to confirm their date.

"Sounds good! See you then," he replied happily, grinning like an idiot. Lily's eyes shot over to where Potter sat and she saw him watching them intently, his expression stony. Lily stood up, turning her attention back to Johnathan and gave him a small peck on the cheek. She watched as both boys went red in the face, one with joy the other with rage. Potter looked ready to kill.

This was going to be so much fun.