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Chapter Two

Give It To Me

The insides of my eyelids were glowing orange as the light hit me directly in the face. I winced and squeezed my eyes shut, ignoring whoever it was that was trying to wake me up and rolled over, far too comfortable to be bothered about waking up.

"Lily! Get up! We're going to be late!" That was all that needed to be said before I shot upright, hitting Alice who was the one who shouted at me right in the head. We both groaned as the pain shot through our foreheads, but there wasn't enough time for me to worry about that now. I was head girl for Merlin's sake there was no way it would be acceptable for me to be late, ever.

I left Alice who had now kneeled on the floor, massaging her temples as her eyes followed me around the room. I bounded into the bathroom and had the fastest shower I've ever had in my life, I looked for my wand to dry myself but I couldn't find it. I sighed as I realised I must have left it on my bedside table.

"Hey, Alice? Can you pass me my wand?" I shouted through the door, putting on my makeup. I waited a few minutes before sticking my head out of the door. "Alice?"

She was crawling on her hands and knees looking under my bed, as she heard my voice she peeked over the bed. "I can't find it Lils. Wait a sec, I'll accio it." She grabbed her own wand and said clearly. "Accio Lily Evans' wand."

We waited but it was clear that my wand wasn't coming out of any hidden crevices. I frowned, how could I have been stupid enough to lose my wand?

"Alice, what am I supposed to do without my wand?" I asked, voice trembling as I realised the full impact of what had happened.

She smiled at me gently. "Don't worry Lily, we'll find it." I nodded, hoping she was right, otherwise I was screwed. I finished getting ready quickly and Alice and I went down the stairs to the common room.

A sudden thought occurred to me. "Hey where's Marlene?"

Alice smiled. "She left when I was trying to wake you up, she said she wanted to get down to breakfast early so she could find a spot next to Black." I grimaced at the name of one of the Marauders. As if we didn't get enough of them already now we would probably have to sit next to them.

As my foot left the last step of the staircase, Potter sprung up from where he was sat on the sofa, the same one that we were on last night. I glared at him as he walked towards us.

"Hey Evans, sleep well?" He asked, smirking lightly. I almost growled at him but Alice cut me off.

"Yes James, I slept well too thanks for asking." She smiled and lowered her voice in what was supposed to be her impression of James. "That's great Alice, I too slept well."

James laughed, his eyes sparkling happily. I could have slapped myself, since when did I notice that his eyes sparkled? I shook my head and this movement unfortunately bought his attention back to me.

"I did sleep rather well Alice, I had the best dream." He winked at me, causing my face to go bright red out of a mix of anger and embarrassment. "Oh and by the way Lily, you forgot something last night."

I glared at him. "And what exactly did I forget?" I hissed.

He smirked before pulling my wand out from behind his back. I gasped and went to take it from him, but before I could he pulled it out of my reach, which wasn't hard because he was quite a bit taller than me, I only came up to his shoulder, which I punched in an attempt to make him drop my wand.

"Ah, ah. Ask me nicely and maybe, maybe I'll give it back." He had an infuriating smirk on his face as he dangled my wand in front of my eyes, quickly taking it back as I tried to grab it back.

"Give. Me. ." I snarled.

Potter tutted and shook his head. "That's not very nice now is it Evans?" He sighed as he twirled my wand around his fingers.

He raised his eyebrows as he looked at me once more. I sighed and closed my eyes, pushing my next words through gritted teeth. "Can I please have my wand back?"

He motioned for me to keep going. "Potter." He shook his head. "James." I sighed exasperated.

"That's much better, but I'm still not feeling the love, Evans. How about I give you your wand back, if you give me a kiss?" His eyes were intense as they locked on mine.

I had reeled back at his request, hearing Alice choking on her own spit as she realised what James had just asked. I narrowed my eyes at him, a few people behind him actually cringed away from the intensity of my gaze but not Potter. No, he was just standing there. Not even smirking at me. He was very serious, I could tell by his expression but there was no way I was going to kiss him.

"No way Potter, just give me my wand and I might not hex you into oblivion." I scowled. He shook his head and tapped his lips. "Potter, just give it back!" I shouted. I shut my eyes and ran a hand through my hair, when I opened my eyes again, Potter was a lot closer than he was to start with. I glared at him, but again this was to no effect.

He kept stepping towards me and to maintain our distance I kept stepping backwards until there was nowhere else to go and I was backed up against the wall. I could see everyone over Potter's shoulder looking at us; the other Marauders in particular were staring avidly. Alice had gone to sit with them, and watched the show just like everyone else.

I was about to say something but was cut off when Potter put both of his arms either side of my head on the wall behind me, lent down and pecked my lips softly, lingering when I didn't push him away, until I regained my senses and shoved him from me. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, preparing to shout at him when he shoved my wand in my hands, turned from me and knowing the imminent hexing he was about to receive, ran for it.

I held my wand in my hands, glaring at anyone who dared look at me and stomped after Potter quickly, shouting, "Potter, get your arse back here right now!" I was going to kill him. I heard someone coming out of the portrait behind me, I had ignored The Fat Lady's spluttering about my rough treatment when I opened the portrait and the screaming early in the morning and now she wasn't very happy. Whoever it was who followed me out put their hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at them, an insult on the tip of my tongue, but that disappeared when I saw it was Alice.

"Lily just leave it, you've got your wand back, let's go to breakfast. I'm starving."

I gaped at her. "Alice! Did you see what he did? He kissed me, so now I have to go and kill him."

"Lily, don't be ridiculous. If you kill him, you'll be sent to Azkaban and then who will I sit with at breakfast? Speaking of which, lets go." She spoke casually as she took hold of my hand and dragged me down to the Great Hall. As we entered I looked around to see if Potter was there, he wasn't and neither were his friends, they were probably looking for him after he ran from me. I hope he falls down a well or something.

Sitting down at the Gryffindor table next to Marlene I immediately pulled a stack of toast towards me, buttering it quickly before stuffing it into my mouth. I was starving, and the thing with Potter just took up most of my breakfast time. I looked up when I saw the doors opening, frowning when the object of my hatred walked through with his friends, drawing the majority of the rooms attention to them. But of course they acted like they didn't notice and came over to sit next to us, I glared at them all as I furiously ripped through my toast.

"Whoa, Lily. What's up with the glare of death?" Marlene snickered as she stole some of my toast. I turned the glare to her before remembering she had been down here the whole time.

"Evans is upset with Prongs here." Black cut in before I could say anything. What is it with people interrupting me today? Must be pick on Lily day. There seemed to be one every week.

Marlene jumped at the chance to talk to him. "What's he done now?" She asked as if I wasn't even here. I huffed and dared anyone to repeat the incident, Black caught my eye and smirked.

"He planted one on her."

Marlene gasped and clapped her hands together. "You two kissed, oh I always knew this was going to happen. I can't believe I missed it. Alice were you there? Tell me all about it."

"There's nothing to tell. He kissed me, I hated it, I hate him, I hate his friends, and at this moment in time I hate you." I snapped, not believing my ears. What was she talking about, it seemed to me like she was on his side. She merely laughed at me, patting me on the shoulder as she turned to look at Potter, who was once again staring at me, but I refused to look at him.

She beamed at the two of us. There was something wrong with her. This thought was reinforced when she starting batting her eyelashes at Black who instantly started flirting back with her. I refused to look at her anymore, I looked at Alice instead who was happily chatting away with the object of her affections, Frank Longbottom.

I suddenly felt lonely.

This thought must have appeared on my face because not a second later I could feel someone squeezing in between Marlene and I, and that someone was, you guessed it, Potter.

He sure did have a lot of courage attempting to sit next to me. "Potter, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I snarled as I spun to face him.

He shrugged. "Sitting."

I breathed in deeply, hand moving towards me wand. "If you don't get away from me in-"

"Miss Evans, Mr Potter. I've been looking for the two of you." Professor McGonagall said, standing behind us. I fumed silently, closing my eyes before I plastered on a fake smile and spun around to face her.

"Hello Professor." I smiled.

She gave me thin smile back, I was one of the only students she smiled at, a fact that always made me feel special. She handed me a note which my eyes immediately poured over. "Professor Dumbledore would like to see you both in his office at 6 o'clock tonight. Here you go Mr Potter." She handed him the other note and went back to the Head's table, sitting in her rightful place on the right hand side of the Headmaster.

"I wonder what Dumbledore wants." Alice mused, I looked up to see that everyone was watching Potter and I and I wondered why, until I realised that I was letting him sit next to me, something that had never happened in all seven years we'd both been at Hogwarts. I ignored him though, getting my timetable out of my bad to see my first lesson was Potions with Slughorn, I groaned aloud. That man was going to invite me to the stupid slug club again and if I had to sit through another one of those I might just kill myself.

"Probably to talk about our Head duties, maybe he wants us to set up the first Hogsmeade visits." I suggested, putting my timetable back in my bag. I winced when I said that and waited for it, I waited for Potter to do what he does every time someone mentions Hogsmeade. But it never came. I was happily surprised and I turned to look at him, but he wasn't even looking at me, he was staring down at his note. Maybe his said something different to mine? I leaned over to have a look and accidentally brushed against him.

His head instantly snapped to look at me, but I just leaned back and pretended the blush that was now spreading to my cheeks was because of something else.