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Summary: Lily Evans was never paid heed to be the Marauders. Why should this year be any different? But there is one difference in this year; the six years are assigned to be a job shadow for two months. Lily Evans is assigned to be a Medi-witch. James falls off his broom and has to spend a few weeks in the hospital wing. Rated R for language and sex. R/R!!!

A/n: My first Lily/James story. I hope it turns out the way I want it to. I have so many ideas for it that I didn’t know which one to do. Finally I decided to explain out how Lily and James got together, of course, and why Peter Pettigrew suddenly held a grudge against the two. Just what did drive him to do what he did? I hope to explain that in this story! So sit back and Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing…….

Chapter Six: Sugar, Spice, and James’s flight.

“Come on, Evans! We don’t have all day. The group is going to leave soon!”

I sighed for the millionth time as Potter continued to annoy me. “Just wait five minutes while I get your potion.”

Today was our first outing to Hogsmeade with James in his wheelchair. Oh, the fun this was going to be. James huffed, “I’ll be fine. Let’s just go!” He took off pushing himself to the door.

“Potter!” I hissed after him, “Wait for me to push you!” I ran up to catch him as he reached the doors to the hospital wing. I grabbed hold of the handles to his wheelchair as he sat back and let me push him.

I was not in the mood to go to Hogsmeade. Sure, it was fun. Going to all the shops, eating candy, sharing it with friends....oh wait, I have no friends. Maybe that’s why it’s not fun for me.

“Evans! Can’t you make this thing go any faster? You are too weak.” Oh God, this was going to be one hell of a day.


“I want to go to the Honey Dukes.” James announced as I pushed him down the street. We had already been to the quidditch shop, the joke store, and we bought James’s some new robes. We had yet to go anywhere I wanted to.

”I want to go to the book store.” I steered him away from the buzzing crowd around Honey Dukes.

“You’re such a wet blanket, Evans.”

I snorted, “Whatever you say, Potter.” I pushed him straight toward the book store.

“Come on, Evans. One last store and I will buy you a book from wherever.” I immediately stopped the wheelchair. A new book? How could I turn that down? After all, I hadn’t even planned on buying one. I just enjoyed being surrounded by all the wonderful stories.

”Anyone I want?” I asked slowly expecting him to take back his offer, but to my surprise he nodded his head. I grinned and pushed him toward Honey Dukes.

The minute we walked in people swarmed around James. When I say people...I mean Girls.

“Oh James, Does it hurt?”

“Can I push you for a while?”

“Want me to buy you an every flavor Lolli Pop?”

“How about we go to the sherking shack?”

I rolled my eyes tempted to keeping pushing James and run all of the girls over. It would be nice to send them flying across the room. James sat back and grinned like the modest prat he was.

”No, I think Lily can push me. I would love a lolli pop. I plan on going to the Sherking Shack after this, and it hurts all over.”

I glared evilly. Bullshit. It didn’t hurt anywhere! Madame Portly told me it would be totally painless for him. AND the arse-hole promised to buy me a book after this! Wait.......did he just call me Lily?

”Whoa, Evans, try not to freeze that way.” I spun around quickly dropping my glare. Sirius Black stood with Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew eating Crystal Sticks.

”Hello, Black, Lupin, Pettigrew.” I said coldly. I wasn’t in the mood to be friendly with anyone. One of the girls just pushed James to the back of the store leaving me here like an idiot, of course.

“You can call me Peter.” Pettigrew mumbled softly. The corners of my mouth twitched up slightly.

”What?” Peter asked to Remus and Sirius’s shocked expressions. “It just seems so cold going by last names. She isn’t a Slytherin, after all.”

Sirius smiled, “Then first names it is!”

I raised an eyebrow, “Trusting you can remember it.”

Sirius frowned, “I can remember it.” I rolled my eyes. It seemed he had already forgotten he had forgotten my name before.

”Hey Sirius....Aren’t you taking Mary Stewart to get a butterbeer later?” Remus asked placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

”Yeah....Then for a nice secluded walk. Why?”

”Well...Isn’t that Mary sitting in James’s lap?” Sirius spun around quickly and looked over my shoulder.

“Potter!” He roared, “Hands off.” Sirius took off to the back of the candy store with Remus close behind. I rolled my eyes, “boys.”

”We’re not all bad.” My eyes flew to Peter. I had forgotten he was standing there. “A lot of girls find us good for many things.” He raised his eyebrows up and down. I chuckled nervously. Something about Peter gave me a weird feeling. I wasn’t sure why.

“Some boys are very good.”

Peter’s eyes flew up, and I realized what I said. “I...oh...I um....I didn’t mean it like that. I meant, you know, they are nice and sweet. Not like that. Heavens no...I-“

Peter placed his hands on my shoulders, “Lily. Slow down. You’re talking a mile a minute.”

I blushed deeply. That must have been the most I have ever talked in my life. It was so odd. Words just flew from my mouth without me thinking about them. I must never do that again.

Peter’s head turned slightly to the side. His hands are still touching me. I swallowed hard. “Did you know your eyes are........”

”Evans!!” Potter’s annoying voice reached my ears piercingly. Peter’s hands flew from my arms as if I were on fire. My cheeks were so red, you never know, I might I have been on fire.

”Evans!!” James’s wheelchair rolled up to me nearly knocking over a stack of chocolate candy. Luckily, Peter caught it. I rolled my eyes, “What?”

“Let’s go to the Sherking Shack.” I watched James roll out the open door way. I ran after him.

“Potter! You promised to buy me a book.” He kept going. Figures. I should I have known better than to trust that prat. I reached him quickly and grabbed the handle bars. He stopped immediately above the hill that overlooked the Sherking Shack.

“Let go! The girls will be coming in a minute.”

He tried to push himself, but I held firmly. He tried even harder making it almost impossible to hold. “Let go, you dirty bitch!”

Hurt flew to my eyes at the same speed as my hands away from the handle bars. I watched in horror as James flew down the hill at full speed unable to stop himself.


I gasped as he flew straight for the fence. Regaining my senses, I quickly dashed after him. Oh crap. Oh crap. He’s going to die! About two seconds before hitting the fence, James grabbed the left wheel making his right side slam into the fence. He flew from the chair.

“James! Oh my god! James!”

I dropped down by his side. “Potter, get up! Please!” He was passed out cold. Without wasting anymore time, I ran up the hill to get help.


I stood gloomy over James’s hospital bed. He hadn’t been awake since he hit the fence. That was two o’clock. It was now 9:40. I hope I didn’t kill him. Madame Portly said he was just in his normal black out state. She said it was a good think I had gotten Sirius and Remus to help me carry him back. I was very proud of myself. Even if I was kind of the cause of it all.

No! It wasn’t my fault. I must stop thinking that. Potter was the one who promised me a book. He should have kept his promise. If he had maybe he would just be passed out for the usual reasons.

He stirred slightly. His eyes fluttered open. Madame Portly smiled slightly at me as I stared at the boy.

“Evans...” He croaked out. I nodded. “I’m going to kill you!” He suddenly shouted making the whole hospital wing echo with his voice. Madame Portly nearly dropped the medicine she was brewing. James pushed back his blankets and started to get up. Madame stopped him before he got very far. I coward behind her. I had never seen someone’s eyes so red and angry.

“Mr. Potter. You must stay in bed or else.”

He glared, “Or else what?” His challenge immediately faded as he same Madame’s face, “I mean....Yes, ma’am. “

She wetted his head again with the potion, “Now, Mr. Potter. Ms. Evans has been here all evening waiting for you to wake up. You should be very grateful to her.”

“Grateful? She’s the reason I’m here in the first place. If she hadn’t held on to my handle bars.”

My temper flew, “I am not! If you had just bought me the book like you said you would!”

His glare worsened, “IF you hadn’t of dared me.”

“It was your idea to play the stupid game!”

“I was bored!”

“Children!” Madame Portly screamed over our rising voices, “Miss Evans, maybe you should return to your dorm for the night.” What? She was taking his side?! Figures.

“Yeah, and don’t come back.” James yelled as I fled from the room.

A/n: Another chapter!!!! Yay! I hope the length makes up the tardiness. I was going to stop it after he hit the fence. Anyways, thank you so much for the reviews! You guys rock! Oh, and you are going to be so proud of me! I have planned out this story to chapter 23! And it’s still going strong! I hope you enjoy it ^_^ Tata.

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