A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first fic, so if you like it, review and tell me what you think - if you don't, review anyways and tell me what you think. I aim to please here.
Talia: I am sooooooo sorry. I got grounded again and I couldn't go on the computer for 2 days. I'm sooo sorry. But I hope you had a happy birthday regardless!
Well, please enjoy my fic!
Disclaimer: -Sighs- Idon't own any of the characters you recognize. If I did, do you honestly think I'd by writing fan fiction? No... And I don't own the song 'Don't Let Him Go'. That belongs to REO Speedwagon.
So you figure that you've got him all figured out
"We'll be seeing a lot more of each other now, Lils." James Potter said seductively to one Lily Evans, who happened to have the 'misfortune' of walking back from the Head's compartment with him. Lily rolled her striking emerald eyes. Usually she would've had some quick reply that would prove him wrong and make him look stupid, but right now, she knew there was no getting around it - this year, Lily Evans was Head Girl, and James Potter, much to Lily's disappointment and annoyance, was Head Boy.
Oh, this is just wonderful. She thought as James slid into a compartment and out of sight. I'm going to be stuck with that…that…idiot all year. God, he's going to be unbearable.
You see, although no one really knew it, James Potter was absolutely smitten with Miss Evans, and it was not hard to see why. Although Lily would never admit it, she was very beautiful. With her wavy dark-red hair that fell to her mid-back, magnificent green eyes, porcelain skin, five foot seven height, and hourglass figure, she had captured the attention of Hogwarts's entire male population. And, while everyone assumed that James simply wanted to annoy Lily, the truth was that he had liked her for quite some time. The only problem was that Lily absolutely loathed Mr. Potter.
Lily continued down the aisle way and drew her attention to the head that happened to sticking out into the hall. This particular head happened to belong to Lily's best friend, Claire Dubois.
Claire was like Lily in a lot of ways, especially in the looks department. Of course, the two looked nothing alike, but when asked which of the two was more beautiful, you'd have a very difficult time deciding. Claire had shoulder length curly dark-brown hair and bright, electric blue eyes. With her ivory skin and pale pink lips, it was often said that Claire's looks rivaled those of the muggle fairy tale princess, Snow White. She was almost as tall as Lily, about five foot six, and captured the same amount of attention as Lily. The only difference between them was that Claire used her beauty to her advantage and had gone through several different boyfriends, whereas Lily had only had a few.
Claire stepped out into the aisle, put a hand on her hip and asked, "What took you so long? Your prefect meetings never took 3 hours. I finished that four hundred page book you lent me, and I've only had it since you left!" Clare's impatience would have normally made Lily smile or even laugh, but right now, she was not in the mood.
"Come in here," she muttered, pulling Claire into the compartment. She closed the door and a flurry of words rushed out of her mouth. "James Potter is the new Head Boy! POTTER! Who in their right mind would make Potter Head Boy? And why the hell is it always ME who gets stuck with him?"
"Lily, calm down." Claire said, sitting. "I'm sure it's not that bad."
"Not that bad? NOT THAT BAD?" Lily thundered. "How exactly is Potter being Head Boy 'not that bad'? The school's gonna be reduced to cinders under his rule, and I don't know about you, but I don't really want to go home to precious Petty after only one day!" She yelled at Claire, who stood and grabbed her friend's shoulders, forcing her to sit.
"Lily," she said, staring into her friend's green orbs, "Take a deep breath, and calm down." Lily obeyed, dropping her gaze to the floor. Claire continued. "You are Lily Evans, Head Girl and top of every class imaginable. You will get through this."
Lily nodded. "You're right."
"Of course I am. Besides," Claire said, releasing Lily's shoulders and sinking back into her seat. "James Potter is Hogwarts's biggest heartthrob. I have no idea what you're complaining about."
Lily rolled her eyes at her friend's supposed blindness. "James Potter is an egotistic, womanizing asshole. What exactly do you see in him?"
"I think the question is, what don't you see in him." Claire responded, a small smirk creeping up her delicate face. "You know you think he's cute, at the very least."
Lily snorted. She would never, ever admit to thinking that James Potter was cute. Never.
And yet…There was something about him that drew Lily's attention towards him. But what?
He's a sweet talking stud who can melt a girl's heart with his pout
He's the kind of lover that the ladies dream about
Once they reached the castle, Lily and Claire took their usual seats across from each other at the Gryffindor table and patiently awaited the Sorting. They watched happily as six girls and seven boys were sorted into their house.
"I wouldn't want to be in those dorms, think of how crowded it'll be!" Claire said as Professor McGonagall took away the Sorting Hat.
After Dumbledore had given out words of welcome and warning, Lily and Claire began filling their plates with their favorite foods, which had magically appeared on the table. Lily was just about to take a rather large bite of lamb chop when James Potter came and sat down beside her, slinging his arm around Lily's shoulders.
"Enjoying the feast, girls?" He asked. Claire nodded and smiled at the look of deepest disgust and loathing on her friend's face. Using her thumb and forefinger, Lily lifted James's arm off her shoulders, dropped it, and said, "Well I was, but then you had to come along and ruin it."
At this, James put on huge puppy-dog eyes and pouted. "Ah, you cut me deep, Lils." Lily simply sneered at him. "Well," he said, with a fake look of offense, "I know when I'm not wanted." As he stood to leave, Lily mouthed "Finally" to Claire. It seemed she had spoken to soon, however, because James leaned down and quickly kissed Lily's cheek, running back to his seat before Lily could swipe at him.
Lily narrowed her eyes and wrinkled her nose at him and his friends, who were congratulating him on not being the victim of one of Lily Evans's slaps. As she turned away from them, Lily noticed that she was receiving many extremely nasty glares from the other girls residing in the Hall. "My God, anyone who's in love with that idiot is bloody insane." And judging by the looks she was receiving, Lily concluding that almost every girl at Hogwarts was 'bloody insane'.
Of course, every other girl saw what Lily had turned a blind eye to. James Potter was probably one of the hottest guys to every come to Hogwarts, he along with his friends, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. James had deep hazel eyes that were framed by round glasses and extremely messy jet-black hair.
Sirius Black looked so much like James that the two were often mistaken for brothers. His black hair fell gracefully into his dark blue, almost black eyes that always had a mischievous glint in them. Both well built and fit, James and Sirius both stood around six feet.
Remus Lupin, on the other hand, had a much fairer completion than his friends. He had light brown hair and warm grey eyes that could almost see into a person's soul, or so it seemed. He was slightly shorter than James and Sirius, and not as well built, but he had an air of mysteriousness that neither James nor Sirius could construct even if they tried.
The three also had another friend, Peter Pettigrew, who was by no means like his friends. Short and porky, it was often wondered why the others hung around him, but most assumed it was out of pity. Together, Potter, Black, Lupin, and Pettigrew made up the infamous Mauraderers, a group of unstoppable heart-and-rule breakers who ruled the school, so to speak.
Lily shook her head as she turned back to Claire and her food. "What?" she asked, upon seeing Claire shaking uncontrollable and snickering into her mashed potatoes.
He's got plenty of cash
He's got plenty of friends
It was now October, and the first Hogsmead trip. Lily and Claire, who were both shopping nuts, decided to go together and catch up on their Christmas shopping.
"You can never start too early, "Lily had said when Claire pointed out that Halloween hadn't even come yet.
They had been shopping for about three hours, their arms loaded down with shopping bags and packages, when the two decided it was time for lunch. They had a tradition of always going to the Three Broomsticks, sitting in the same booth, and ordering sandwiches and Butterbeers. So the two walked slowly up to the pub, pausing to look into store windows and talk to other Hogwarts students.
"So who all did you buy gifts for?" Claire asked, as they walked into The Three Broomsticks.
"Well," Lily said, heading toward their usual seats. "I got something for mum, for dad, and for- Potter!"
"You bought a present for Potter?" Claire asked, looking at her friend, eyebrows raised.
"No, look!" Lily said, turning Claire by the shoulders. Claire's eyes widened. James Potter, along with the rest of the Mauraderers, was sitting in their seats. Claire could feel the heat radiating off Lily. She knew her best friend hated change. It just wasn't something Lily liked dealing with.
"Lily, it's fine, let's just go find somewhere else to sit." Claire said, hoping Lily wouldn't blow up and cause a scene. To her amazement, Lily agreed, but only to "get away from that git and his overly large head."
As they were walking away, however, Sirius Black noticed the pair and shouted, "Hey, Evans, Dubois!"
The two turned. Lily impatiently asked, "What?" at the same time that Claire said, "Yeah?"
"Sit with us, ladies." Sirius answered. He and the rest of the Mauraderers moved over to create more room for the two.
Lily looked at Claire in a way that clearly said, If you make me sit with them, I'll make you eat that table. Claire smiled slightly and whispered, "It's just once, Lily. And besides, we haven't gotten a chance to talk to Remus lately." Remus was a friend of both Lily and Claire, and Claire hopped that this would convince her. Lily looked around the pub to see if there were any other open seats. There weren't.
"Fine." She hissed back to Claire. "But if Potter tries anything, I'm leaving."
"Ok," Claire said, hoping to God that James kept his hands to himself.
"What would you ladies like to drink?" James asked, leaning back into his seat.
"Butterbeer." The girls responded simultaneously.
"Coming right up." James walked slowly up to get their order. Lily and Claire sat down and looked at each other. "Remember, one thing..." Lily whispered. Claire rolled her eyes. "I know, Lily, we'll leave."
"So, I haven't seen much of you two this year. What have you been up to?" Remus asked the girls.
"Oh, you know, the usual. Homework mostly." Claire responded. "And Lily's got her Head duties." She said, indicating to her friend.
"Oh yeah," Sirius said. "How's it going along with Jamsie?"
"Fine." Lily replied coolly. She was staring at her napkin as if willing it to jump down her throat.
"Really? Because from the way he describes it, you've been avoiding him."
"Yes, and that would be why it's going fine." Lily said, her eyes on Sirius. "Because I don't have to put up with Potter."
"What about me?" James asked. He was holding two foaming bottles of Butterbeer in his fists.
"Lily was just declaring her undying love for you, James. It's too bad you weren't here to witness it, it was magical." Sirius responded. Lily glared and kicked him under the table. James was looking at Lily. "No, really. What about me?" He asked, setting the bottles down and taking his seat.
"We were just discussing how much of an egotistic jerk you are." She said seriously. "How much do I owe you?" She asked, indicating her Butterbeer.
"Nothing, it's fine." James said, sinking into his seat. "But an apology would be nice." He added as an afterthought.
Lily snorted. "Why should I apologize for telling the truth?" She asked, standing up.
"Because maybe it's the nice thing to do. Oh yeah, I forgot, you're the Ice Queen. You don't have a sensitive bone in your body!" James replied, also standing. Seeing as there was a four inch difference in their heights, Lily had to look up to glare at him.
It appeared that James had struck a nerve. "Don't go talking about things you don't understand!" Lily hissed venomously, her eyes flashing. Everyone else at the table could see that James had gone too far. Claire had never seen Lily so angry before. She knew that now was the time to leave. "Lily -"
"And what about you?" Lily asked James furiously, cutting Claire off. "You're the one who goes around and picks on random people just because you can! And you think I'm cold hearted? HA! Look in the mirror, Potter, and I don't mean to see how 'handsome' you are! Look at yourself and figure out if you actually like what you see. Oh, and when you finally decide to grow up, tell me so I can prove you wrong!" Lily yelled. She grabbed her coat and stomped out of the pub, leaving her full bottle of Butterbeer behind.
James's eyes followed her angrily until she left the pub. When the door slammed, he sat down. Claire stood up and handed James 11 sickles for the Butterbeer.
"Keep it," He said quietly.
Claire shook her head. "I'm sorry, about...well, that." She said, slightly uncomfortably. "Well, bye, everyone. Remus, it was nice talking to you again." And, grabbing Lily and her Butterbeers, she exited the pub.
He drives woman wild and then drives off in a Mercedes Benz
He's a long wick with a flame at both ends
"Look Lily, I'm not saying what he did was right, but you shouldn't be so cruel to him." Lily and Claire were now jogging along the corridors that lead to the Gryffindor Common Room. Claire was trying to make Lily see reason, but Lily just wouldn't. They were now almost at the Gryffindor tower.
"Oh, that's nice. My best friend is siding with the enemy!" Lily shrieked. She felt so betrayed, and she hadn't even done anything. Well, unless you count screaming my head off at Potter, but still, that was nothing! Lily thought angrily.
"I'm not siding with anyone!" Claire exclaimed. "Why do you even hate him so much? What's wrong with him?" They reached the Fat Lady's portrait. Claire gave the password. "Daterramsidy!"
"We've already been over this! He's an egotistic, womanizing-"
"But that doesn't explain anything! Just because he's not a good person doesn't mean you have to hate him!" Claire retaliated." And another thing-" Lily interrupted, flung out an arm and pointed to a remote corner of the Common Room. James Potter was snoging another girl, who had her hands all over him.
"You still don't get it?" Lily asked Claire coldly. She turned and directed her attention to the couple in the corner. "Hey, Potter, Elsberry!" She yelled. The two broke apart. The girl, Sarah Elsberry, blushed. "20 points from Gryffindor for excessive public displays of affection." Lily turned, with every intention of going up to her dorm to read, when James found his voice.
"Just because you can't get someone to snog you doesn't mean you have to take your problems out on others!"
Lily stopped and slowly turned, her eyes full of pure hatred. When she spoke, her voice shook. "Well, you wouldn't know if I snoged anyone recently, now would you?" She said. He registered what she meant and his jaw dropped. And with that, Lily continued up to her dorm. People in the Common Room were so shocked, they didn't even notice the tears that were flowing down Lily's cheeks.
Claire stared at her friend's retreating back. After she heard the door to their dorm slam, she rounded on James. "What the hell is your problem?" She yelled, fury etched into her delicate face.
"My problem? What about her? She started it!" James said indignantly.
"I don't care! Right now, Lily's upstairs crying because of you!"
"Oh yeah, like the ice queen could cry," James muttered quietly, but not quietly enough, because a split second later, Claire's hand hit his face with a slap that cracked like a whip. James held a hand up to his stinging face.
It was at this moment that Sarah Elsberry made herself known again. "James, that was really, really cruel, what you did," she said timidly.
"Oh, shut up and go back to your room like a nice little girl," James snapped at her. Sarah backed away, eyes wide. Claire could tell that it cost Sarah a lot to say that, and she wouldn't really blame her for crying over James, which, according to Lily, was wasted tears. Too bad Lily had a habit of contradicting herself.
Claire glared hard a James, then, still looking at him, said, "C'mon, Sarah, let's go back to our dorm. I don't really want to stay down here with this git any longer." And with that the two girls walked quickly up the stairs that lead to the girls' dormitory, leaving behind a very disgruntled James and a very stunned Common Room.
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