A/N: And we're back! My laptop is once again working! It's a miracle! To celebrate, I'm writing the first chapter of this earlier than I'd planned. I've no idea where this story is going, unlike the prequel, so suggestions are welcome, as is constructive criticism. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Would J.K. Rowling write a parody of Waltzing Matilda called 'Obsessed Romilda' whilst drunk on salty air with her best friend? Yeah, I didn't think so.

Lily Evans sat in an armchair the Gryffindor Common Room. As usual, a book was held in her arms, this one called Heliopaths, Blibbering Humdingers and Other Myths. A fire was crackling merrily beside her, warming her arms, and snow was falling softly past the window above her head.

She looked up quickly as she heard the faint creak that meant the Fad Lady had swung forwards. Her eyes flicked back to her book as she saw who it was; James and his friends. Not that there was anything wrong with them. In fact, in the last few weeks she had experienced some unreal and romantic holidays with them. Now she realised that they weren't as bad as she had thought.

But now Christmas was over, and Lily was waiting for her friends to arrive back at school. She couldn't wait to tell everyone about her and James! Of course, she couldn't tell the whole truth. She couldn't say anything, for example, about how she had found out that Remus was a werewolf. Or that James, Sirius and Peter happened to be unregistered animagi. But she could tell everyone what she was really desperate to say. About James kissing her under the mistletoe. About his lame-but-cute excuses to get her on her own at last. And about the thumping feeling in her heart she underwent every time he looked at her.

"What're you reading?" James was leaning on the back of her chair, his eyes fixed upon the novel in her arms.

"A book." She told him.

"Really?" was the sarcastic reply.

"Yes, really." Said Lily. James was scanning the open pages.

"…The Crumple-Horned Snorkack was believed to dwell within Swedish mountain ranges. I can't believe you're actually reading a text book! Term doesn't even start until tomorrow!"

"For your information, pothead, we are going to be sitting NEWT examinations in just a few short months and I, unlike you, care about my education and respective career." She snapped. What was wrong with reading non-fiction books, anyway?

"Yeah, well, like you said - they're still months away. Why don't you take the night off? I certainly am."

"Yeah well, you take the night off every night during term, so that's not really saying anything."

"Aw, c'mon Lily! Take a break."

"No."

"For me?"

"No."

"Lord, I don't know how I ended up loving someone so stubborn!" joked James.

"I don't know how I ended up loving someone so lazy!" said Lily, but there was humour in her eyes. Anyone could see the two were crazy about each other.

"Well, you ended up loving me nonetheless." Said James. He tilted her chin upwards, gave her a quick peck on the lips and walked over to Sirius, Remus and Peter.

Grinning, Lily went back to her book, but barely took in a word when the portrait hole flew open once again. A mass of students, back from the holidays, swarmed through it. Lily tried looking for girls in her year, but gave up as the Gryffindors streamed through the common room and up the stairs to put their bags in their dormitories.

"Hey, Lils!" Lily turned around to see her best friend, Kimberly Meadowes, running towards her.

"Hi Kim! How were your holidays?"

"Alright. It was pretty boring, you know. What about you?"

"Mine were, er, eventful."

"In what way?"

"Well… I broke my nose." Said Lily, running a finger down the bridge of her nose as she said so. Kim smiled.

"Let me guess, Potter?"

"You got it." Both of them giggled.

"You know, I bet he isn't really that bad once you get to know him." Said Kim thoughtfully.

"Well, you-"

"I mean, look at all the romance stories which start off as the couple hating each other! Poor bloke's been obsessed with you since first year, you should give him a chance, Lily."

"Actually, Kim, we-"

"And how're you going to know if he's not the one if you don't even try? He's got way less arrogant this year, too, now he's head boy. He's almost… mature!"

"Look, let me-"

"I know what you're going to say, and, no, I'm right. He's much less conceited, and even more of a hottie!"

"If you would just listen to me for two sec-"

"And I bet he'd be even less of a big head if you actually accepted his date offer for once. You know all the hair ruffling was to try and impress you, right? It's our last two terms at Hogwarts, and you might never see him again! You might regret it someday if-"

"KIM!" yelled Lily. Kim blinked.

"Huh?" she asked. Lily swallowed. She'd been looking forward to telling Kim this all week, but now it was time, she was finding it hard to say.

"I, er… me and James, we're kind of, sort of…"

"Yes?"

"We're going out." She said quickly. Kim's jaw dropped.

"You're what?"

"Going out. We're going out."

"You're – Oh my God, This is amazing! After seven years, you've FINALLY realised you're as much in love with him as he is with you!"

"Yeah. I guess so."

"Well, how'd it happen? How did James finally corner you?" Lily grinned.

"Let's go upstairs. I'll help you unpack - and tell you all about it."

A/N: So, whadda you think? Like it? Hate it? Think it's too short for a first chapter? Whatever you want to say, just Let. Me. Know. By. Reviewing. Pretty please with sugar on top?