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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 Seven: Friends Don’t Let Friends Hang with the Enemy

I think it is official that I, Lily Evans, am the biggest nerd to ever walk the Hogwarts’ School grounds. Not only did I finish my essay two weeks early, I did a poster board for it. With moving pictures! None of the other girls in my dorm have even started on theirs. They are too busy with make up, clothes, and boys.

Sure those three are a girl’s favorite things, but there is only so much I can take before I am craving a new book to read or a chance to watch a quidditch game. Yes, I AM a human girl. Yes, I love quidditch. And no, I don’t play.

I have never played, and I will never play. I think it’s mostly the excitement of the sport that draws me too it. The rushing feeling you get when your team is beating the shit out of the other team. It’s such a wonderful thing. Mmm...and nothing is better than a quidditch game’s concession stands. Which is exactly why I’m standing in line to get a sack full of cotton candy. Pink cotton candy, to be exact.

“Next.” I stepped up to the house-elf who was taking orders.

“One bag of Cotton Candy.”

“Make it two, and two cups of pumpkin juice.” I turned to see Remus Lupin grinning at me.

I smiled, “I hope you plan on paying me back.” I joked as I pulled my money from my muggle jeans’ pocket.

Remus stopped my hand, “No. I plan on paying for it all.” I must have had an amusing look on my face, because Remus laughed. Either that or I had something up my nose. Let’s pray for the first.

“Here you go.”

The house elf had returned with our bags of cotton candy, and juice on a tray. I carefully took the tray from him praying I didn’t do something stupid like drop it.

Remus gave the house elf his money. The money was being used to pay off the new quidditch field they had just open. It was very nice, and worth every cent I pay for cotton candy.

Remus gestured for me to follow him. I did. “I thought you would be comforting James during his sulking about not being able to come to the first big match of the year.” It was Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw. I for Gryffindor, naturally.

Remus took his cup from the tray, “Oh...didn’t you hear? James is here.”

I stopped in mid-step, “But...he’s sick....he’ll pass out.”

Remus shook his head, “No...Professor Tuttle came up with a potion that will keep him from blacking out all day. He’s going to start classes again Monday.”

I nodded with a fake smile. Oh joy, Mr. Big head brat was going to be in ALL my classes. I swear I never did anything to anyone. Why was I being punished?

We made our way back to the stands where Remus was sitting with Peter and James. “Black! What the hell are you doing?! You have to keep looking for the snitch!!” Remus chuckled as Sirius flipped James off. Sirius was filling in for James while he was sick. Apparently, he didn’t live up to the skills of the great James Potter. I rolled my eyes.

“Hi Lily!” Peter grinned at me and scooted over so I could sit between him and James. James noticed me for the first time. Was it just me or did he just give me an icy glare? Probably still going on about that wheelchair incident.

“Hello Peter. James.” James nodded his head at me before going back to watching the game. I opened my bag of cotton candy and dug into it. It melted in my mouth like butter. With a complete different taste, of course.

“Mmm.” I mumbled taking another bite. James sneered at me and mumbled something that sounded like ‘pig.’ I got him back by mumbling ‘oversized egoistic bastard’. He ignored me after that. Thank God. It was bad enough sitting beside him, but did have to talk too?

“Ten points for Gryffindor!”

I stood up with the rest of the crowd and cheered. “Let’s go Sirius!” I yelled as loud as I could, and received a cheeky grin and a bow from the not-so-serious boy. While Sirius was busy posing for me, he didn’t notice the Ravenclaw seeker chasing after the snitch.

“BLACK! Look behind you!!!” James yelled louder than any person I’ve ever heard yell. Sirius took off after the boy in purple who was chasing the golden snitch.

“You shouldn’t have distracted him.” James mumbled. I didn’t even bother responding. I was too busy praying that Sirius caught them.

“And Ravenclaw’s John Fickle has caught the snitch! It’s all over now.”

I sunk back in my seat next to Peter, who hadn’t even been paying attention to the game. James and Remus also sat back down as the rest of the crowd evacuated the stands.

“I can’t believe you did that.”

I turned to see James glaring at me, and couldn’t help myself. I snorted....loudly “Surely you aren’t going to blame me for the fact that we lost.”

“You distracted him!” James used a hand and gestured to Sirius.

My smile fell and I jumped in front of James. “I did nothing of that sort and you know it. You just want a reason to blame me!”

James’s glare hardened, “You’ve always fancied John Fickle. I bet you did it for him! I bet he asked you too, you traitor.”

I gasped, “I do not like John Fickle.”

Sure he was hot, but I would never date him. He was way too much of an air head for me. Ugh, and he made the stupidest comments in class. I shivered in disgusted just thinking that I could like him.

“And I would never do that to Gryffindor! My OWN house.”

James was now standing and we were face to face. “Sure you would. That’s what TRAITORS do!”

I made a fist and pulled it back. I was just about to sock him in the nose when someone’s hand caught mine. It was Sirius Black.

“Is there a problem here, Children?” He did the perfect impression of Ms. McGonagall. James took a step back from me, and I dropped my fist. That was the closest I had ever come to hitting someone, but it was the only time I saw it fit.

“She’s a traitor.”

Sirius faked a gasp still impersonating Ms. McGonagall, “That’s it. Detention for a week, Ms. Evans. If I ever hear of you being a traitor again you’ll have to stand in front of Professor Tuttle in your bra for six minutes.”

I grinned trying to forget my anger, “No....One time was bad enough.”

Sirius nodded going back to his normal self, “I couldn’t imagine being any where near Tuttle with out a shirt on, and I’m a boy!”

James sighed and stomped off. Remus followed close behind.

“Hmm.” Sirius scratched his chin clearly confused, “I guess we’re leaving. Later, Evans.” He signaled for Peter to follow. Peter gave me a small wave in which I returned with another small wave.


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With in the last three hours, I’ve come to the conclusion that being a nerd isn’t so bad. What changed my mind? Well, if being a nerd means I get to stand in the library pretending to read while really drooling over a very cute guy. Then I’m perfectly fine with being a nerd. In fact, I’d be the worst type of the nerds if I could do this all day.


Tristan Winsted (a hot Hufflepuff) was currently working on a project with one of his buddies, who I had never seen before. Apparently, it was a long project because I had been watching them the whole time I was in here.

Ok, no I didn’t come in here to watch them. There was a book on hexes I was looking to borrow out of the restricted section. I was real good friends with the librarian and she was always letting be borrow books from the restricted section. Only if I would promise not to doing anything with them.

The way I figure it is, knowing all these hexes and self defense spells are going to come in handy one day. I just need to find a place to practice them. Maybe I could go the forbidden forest.

I noticed students starting to leave the library. I glanced at the clock on the walk. It was time for supper.

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I walked in the Great Hall alone. I sat down alone. I fixed my plate alone, and I started to eat alone. A sigh escaped my lips. This had been my normal routine since first year. Of course, by now, I couldn’t imagine it changing. But that doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t want it to.

”Lily, sit down here!” I looked down to see Peter Pettigrew waving me over to where he and Remus were sitting.

I picked up my plate of food and walked very slowly to there section of the table. Slowly, Lily. I watched my plate making sure none of the gravy from the mash potatoes spilt over. Slowly. Turn slightly and....BAM! I walked right into someone’s black robe spelling every bit my food and pumpkin juice on the person. My jaw fell open and I took a step back to meet the shocked face of James Potter.

”Damn it, Evans! Why couldn’t you watch where you are going? This was the new robe I bought at Hogsmeade!!” He roared so loudly, I think, the Professors stopped talking to look and see what was happening.

”I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to...”

”BUT YOU DID, didn’t you?” James yelled while grabbing a napkin from Remus and whipping food from his chest.

”Hey, Prongs, don’t get so mad, man...” James glared at Sirius who was standing behind him. Sirius gave a small shrug and sat down next to Peter. He immediately began eating.

”Just drop it, James.” Remus said through a mouth full of chicken, “She didn’t mean to, and the house-elves can clean it.”

James glared it his best friends evilly. And when I say evilly, I mean he was mad. As mad as a Spanish bull that sees red. “Fine!” He yelled attracting any attention he lost from our fellow students, “Take her side!” He stomped off to sit at the end of the table.

I sighed and sat down next to Remus. The three boys had stopped eating and were sitting very uneasy. Finally Sirius sighed and picked up his plate, “Sorry, Evans. It’s nothing against you, but he’s our best friend.” I watched dumbly as they all stood with there food and walked to the devil himself (a.k.a: James Potter)

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