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Rewritten 6th April 2008
Chapter 1 – Fights and Feuds
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters that you recognize. The amazing J K Rowling does. I’m not making any money from this; it’s just for the fun of writing it.

The corridors were glowing with the afternoon sun that was pouring in from the windows. The last day of the school year was coming to a close and Lily was walking back to the Gryffindor common room after returning a last minute Library book. As Lily passed by a window, she caught a glimpse of the grounds. They were stunning as ever, but there was a bittersweet quality about them as once again Lily’s thoughts turned to her remaining time at Hogwarts. Her thoughts seemed to wonder there a lot as of late, she couldn’t help but think how close reality was coming: this time in a year she would be leaving Hogwarts forever. She mentally scolded herself: it hadn’t even begun yet and she was already sad about it.

Lily tired to think about something else and began contemplating the trek that she had never gotten used to from the Library back to Gryffindor tower. It seemed longer each time she made it she thought to herself as she reached the staircase with the trick step in it.

As she was climbing it, she noticed something felt odd about the staircase, an ominous feeling that she just couldn’t shake off. However, as soon as she got to where the trick step was, the reason for her subconscious caution became apparent. Lily tripped forwards over, apparently, nothing, causing her bag to go flying in front of her. She put her hands out in front of her to catch her fall without realizing the consequences of her actions before it was too late. Both of her hands sunk, with an odd squelching noise that sounded very odd coming from a stone step, into the trick step.

“What the hell?” she asked no one in particular. There was nothing to fall over she thought as she looked down the staircase from her awkward position. Unless, she thought coming to the inevitable conclusion, this was a prank. Lily huffed exasperatedly, only the Marauders would find it amusing to trap someone in a staircase hands first.

“Stupid. Bloody. Marauders.” she whispered each word in time with her efforts to remove herself from the magical staircase. She pulled and tugged as hard as she possibly could, but her attempts were in vein though, the Marauders have obviously thought this one through, and had made sure whoever was going to fall victim to their prank would fall, and stay there. Lily closed her eyes and let her head drop and closed her eyes. How am I going to get out of this one? She thought to herself. Magic wasn’t a possibility as she couldn’t use her hands to even retrieve her wand. She couldn’t use force to pull herself free either: it seemed hopeless.

Hearing footsteps behind her, her eyes snapped open just as the footsteps came to a halt. Between her legs she made out the person standing there.

“Shit,” she muttered.

“That’s not very attractive language you know, Evans?” the boy said in a voice that you could almost hear his smirk in.

“Potter, what are you doing here?” she asked in disbelief. Of course, if there was anyone that was ever going to find her it would be James Potter and his stupid messed up hair. Her luck was unbelievable. Her mind jumped to another conclusion before James could answer her first question. “Wait a minute, was this your doing?” she shouted referring to her current predicament. James’s face changed from amusement to denial.

“No, of course not!” and he sounded so genuine Lily couldn’t help but believe him, even if she thought that this had James Potter written all over it. “I know that pranks and you do not go well together. Although, this was planned for you I think. And as for your first question: I went down to the kitchens after History of Magic to grab something to eat, you just happen to be blocking my way back,” his grin was back and once again it was evident in his voice. Lily sighed exasperatedly. “Although,” he continued “I don’t mind the view.”

“Potter! That is really not helping me right now. Just … go away, ok?” she snapped, growing more and more exasperated by the minute. She was trying to keep her cool, trying not to blow her lid at him, she knew it achieved nothing, but when he was like this, she had an exceptionally hard time controlling her temper.

“You want me to go away?” he said in an arrogant tone, and she managed to angle herself so she could make eye contact and nodded, smiling in a ‘duh’ way. “Right, so I go away… how do you get out of the staircase then?” Lily didn’t answer. She didn’t even have an answer and he knew it, her silence gave it all away. “That’s what I thought.”

“You know, you’re very lucky I’m stuck in a step right now, otherwise that would have resulted in a slap.” She said calmly trying and failing to keep her annoyance out of her tone. He shrugged nonchalantly.

“While you’re there though, I’d have to say I agree with you,” he commented mysteriously.

“What? You agree you deserve a slap?” she said her features forming a confused expression.

“No,” he chuckled lightly “I meant about what you said in History of Magic…” she didn’t answer. If he was talking about what she thought he was talking about, he was definitely very shortly about to be on the receiving end of a slap. “You know about Jenna and the length of her skirt-”

“Potter! How dare you listen to my private conversations!” she shouted properly losing her temper with him for the first time. She had been trying to act civilly recently for the sake of everyone, trying to grow up and not shout at James for every little thing, and she knew she’d regret it later, but she couldn’t help it: that was damn right out of order.

“It’s not my fault if you hold your ‘private’ conversations in the middle of a classroom, speaking in a loud voice.” He countered, actually using his had to add quotation marks. “But her skirt was way too short,” he continued before Lily could interrupt. “It just proves what an attention-seeking, petty person she really is. She’s not a nice person, and that shows more clearly than her thighs were today”

Lily didn’t want to try and think through what he had just said, she didn’t want to consider the possibility that he really meant what he was saying. She didn’t want to consider that he had said it wasn’t him that had done this, and he didn’t want to have to understand what he’d said about Jenna: She just wanted to get away, to just be away from him to try and think of something else.

“Get me out.” Her voice was coloured with defeat and Lily could see the shock on James’s face: he actually did a double-take. He was probably waiting for her to scream at him, or say something obnoxious, but her lack of drive and determination caught him off guard.

“What?” He asked in quiet disbelief.

“Don’t bug me, just get me out of here,” she said in the same defeated voice. He seemed to believe her this time and thought of a solution.

“Ok Evans, I have an idea, but you’re going to have to trust me.” She nodded feebly and he understood that she just wanted to get out of there. “Ok,” he said obviously relieved she wasn’t going to be difficult. “I’m going to pull you out ok?” and he wrapped his arms under hers and motioned to pull.

“What are you doing?” she shouted once more. “Get your hands off me!” Lily heard him sigh exasperatedly, but he didn’t remove his arms.

“Look, you want to get out of here, and I know it must be difficult for you to trust me-” he tried to reason with her but was cut short.

“Don’t try and empathize with me, you don’t understand, how could you possibly understand what I’m thinking right now? You haven’t had to deal with you for the past six years, having pranks pulled on you because of a gang of boys find it amusing and you” she said with even more venom “haven’t had your privacy violated by someone listening to your private conversations!” her volume doubling as she tried to get James away and she was at a loss to try and understand why she was getting so worked up over this. Yes, Potter had always infuriated her, but never like this. She felt like she about to burst into tears. She didn’t know how or why the recent events were making her react so differently, but they certainly were.

“Ok, so maybe I haven’t had … all that, but that’s not the point. At the moment, all I’m trying to do is help you out of a bad situation, can we focus on that?” He said trying to keep his voice steady.

“Fine, whatever just get me out of here.” She said her desire to get out of this situation out ruling her aversion to Potter.

“Ok, so just pull yourself back with me on three, alright?” she nodded trying not to say, or rather shout anything again. “One, Two, Three!” With an impressive force Lily felt the stone reluctantly let go of her arms. A tingling sensation came to her arms as she moved them again.

“See? I told you I could do it,” and without further thought he removed his arms from around her and stood up straight again. She muttered her thanks to him quietly and somewhat reluctantly.

“Is the trip spell still in place?” she asked him.

“No, it was only a minor one; you set it off so it wont go off again.” He tried to convince her but she looked at the stairs skeptically. “I’ll go first to prove it to you ok?” so he walked up the stairs collecting her bag on the way and waiting for her at the top. Seeing that the danger was gone, she followed his path and took her bag from him. James looked her and seemed to be making a judgement. “Are you ok?” He asked as she was wiping the dust off her robes. She lifted her head to look at him.

“I’m fine, just tired” she lied. In truth, she most definitely was not fine and by the look in James’s eyes, he seemed to know this too but decided not to push it.

“Ok” he said hesitantly “but if you ever want to talk, I’m here ok?” he told her, meaning it. She looked at him sceptically, truly thinking if she ever did need to talk, he would probably be the last person she would talk to about it. Despite that she thanked him and assured him she would.

“So about that date?” he said casually stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“What!” Lily asked in a disbelieving tone. “I cannot believe you just said that, Potter. You are so conceited! Can’t you just not ask me out for five minutes: it is possible to know someone without doing so, you know.” she shouted right before she stormed away from him in the direction of Gryffindor common room.

“What in the name of Merlin, Evans?” He shouted to her as he hurried to match her pace. “You were fine with me getting you out just!”

“I just wanted to get out of there! For a split second there I thought I could trust you! Now” she laughed bitterly over her shoulder “I just want to get away from you!”

“Oh well that’s nice” he said sarcastically “Come on Evans, it just slipped out!”

“Funny things have a habit of doing that don’t they Potter? All the time you’ve ever said things to me which I don’t like they ‘just slip out’ don’t they?” She retorted as she was now running down a seventh floor corridor.

“Evans! Stop making things worse than they are!” He said getting clearly frustrated now. “Just give me a chance, just give me the time of day” he said his tone changing dramatically.

Reaching the portrait hole for Gryffindor common room, Lily came to a halt and turned to face him to deliver her final blow, James stopping just in time behind her. “You?” she said mockingly “A chance? You honestly think you deserve that? You’ve got me stuck in so many bad or embarrassing situations and you have the nerve to ask that? I don’t even like being near you Potter, you make me sick. Just give it up” she said her volume finally dropping “It’s just pathetic” She gave him one last glare and then left him in the corridor as she entered the common room and then the dormitory: anything to get away.

Later the same evening, everyone in the castle gathered in the Great Hall for a lavish feast prepared by the House Elves. The moon added to the glow of the candles in the Hall and the atmosphere was electric. There was a buzz of freedom and excitement around the hall due to the end of term and the soon approaching weeks of freedom. However, there were some people that just didn’t seem to be in the party mood.

Lily couldn’t help but notice that James only half-heartedly returning peoples congratulations on winning the house cup, due to his Quidditch captaincy. Although she never spoke to him and never looked him in the eye, she knew what he was doing and why he was not the happy James Potter everyone knew and loved. His friends were constantly asking if he was alright, apparently completely confused about to his recent behavior and mood.

After Lily had stormed into her shared dormitory, she’d explained what had happened between her and James to her friends since the start of Hogwarts: Liz and Mel. Lily and her friends had never seen eye to eye when it came to the Marauders. They didn’t seem to be as irritated by their constant pranks, sure they bugged them sometimes, but never to the extent they bugged Lily. Melanie comforted Lily as usual when she came back after her fight, but she realised that Lily’s ‘hate’ for the Marauders wasn’t a specific hate as Lily liked to imply, just a strong dislike. However she knew better than to inform Lily of her theory, she knew Lily would work it out by herself when the time was right.

“Another year, another chapter comes to an end” Dumbledore said, his voice filling the hall “This year has not been an easy one; I see many gaps where there should be smiling faces.” And of course he was right. As Lily glanced around the vast hall, she noticed many empty spaces and the sorrow-filled faces of the teenagers around them despite their eagerness for the summer. “This year has been tough on many among us. Lord Voldemort is getting stronger. His threat is more present than ever, now is the time to pull together and stand united, despite previous experiences.” Dumbledore continued. Lily got the feeling that Dumbledore was looking at her directly, just for a second, before his eyes began scanning the hall once more. “Now my sombre warning has been issued I would like to wish you all a happy summer.” He finished his speech, twinkle in his eye ever present.

The hall started to move and empty slowly, everyone still plenty full from the feast. The sixth year Gryffindors made their way back up to their common room and then to their dormitories. Once in her dormitory, Lily visibly relaxed. She was in the girls’ dormitory where no Marauder could come; for now she is safe away from them. She undressed for bed and finished her packing. She fell asleep trying once again that day not to think about James Potter.

A/N: Hello! This is the redraft of the first chapter, it is quite different to before, same kind of concept, but different in all the right places. I hop you like and the changes too. Please point out anything you see fit and tell me what you think in a review. 
I will be editing the rest of the chapters very soon so, watch out for that as well.

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