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Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize. To make it even more clear, If you recognize it, I don't own it. The only things I own are Pheobe, Rachel, Maegan and Cassandra. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling, so don't sue me. Now, on with my story. Its my first one, so be sure to tell me what you think . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lily Evans was loved by many. She was, perhaps, loved the most, however, by a certain trouble prone boy with untidy black hair and glasses. Yes, James Potter was absolutly smitten with her, despite that fact that she rejected him every time he asked her out and did her best to insult him. He really could have cared less. He had like her since their second year at Hogwarts. Most girls in Hogwarts would have killed to get asked out by James Potter, so why didn't Lily? What was so bad about the handsome, smart, god-like quidditch player everybody else seemed to love? Lily was standing in front of the portrait of the fat lady, the entrance to Gryfinndor tower. She was a beautiful girl with huge green eyes that shone when she was happy and turned, if possible, a more intense green when she was mad. Her red hair was her best feature, many would say, what with its lustrious color and the way it always seemed to do exactly what she wanted it to. She was 5'6, just the right height for a girl of seventeen. Currently, she was trying to remember the password to the tower. Great, it's only been two months and I can't even remember the password. She decided to wait until someone came along and told her the password so she could get inside. To her horror, that person was James. "Hey, Lily." He said grinning in that lopsided way he always did. It usually made girls faint at his feet, but not Lily. It just made her roll her eyes. "Will you go out with me?" There it was again, that lopsided grin and the look of hope in his eyes he got everytime he asked her. "No." She said curtly. She turned away from him him and tried to think what the password might be. "Will you go out with me if I tell you the new password?" James asked walking up to her. Lily bit back a nasty response and instead settled for, "No, Potter. I will not go out with you if you tell me the password. I will never go out with you, why can't you understand that?" "I dunno. Why do you hate me?" He asked in reply. That stopped Lily in her tracks. She spun around to face him. "Hate you? I don't hate you. No matter how much I want to, I can't hate you. I definately dislike you, but I could never hate you." He nodded his head knowingly, though she doubted he did. "Good, I've still got a chance then." She smacked her hand against her forehead and shook her head. He was hopeless. When she took her hand away from her face and looked up, she did a double take. Sirius, Remus and Peter were standing there as if they had been all along. "Hey Prongs." Sirius greeted his friend. "Hey Padfoot," James began. "You're good with women arent you?" Lily snorted. If by, 'good with women' he meant date 'em and ditch 'em soon after, then he was right. Sirius was known to have a different girlfriend every other week. The part that really bothered Lily was, no one seemed to care. Not even any of Sirius's past girlfriends who worshipped him as though he had never broken their hearts. "Yes," Sirius began slowly. "Why?" "I need your help in getting Evans to go out with me." James replied innocently. Lily frowned. "You guys know I can hear you, right?" Lily said, tapping her foot. Sirius looked at her as though he had never quite seen anything like her. "I will definately have a think and get back to you on that one, Prongs. It'll have to be different from anything else we've tried yet, none of that has worked. Not even the stuff Moony came up with. I will definately think of something." Sirius said, stroking his chin for lack of a beard. "I can still hear you." Lily said. James smiled and shook his head as though adressing a small child and turned back to Sirius. "I hope so. Nothing I try works. Watch," He turned back to Lily. "Evans, will you go out with me?" "I do happen to have a name you know. And no, I won't. Have you even bothered to listen to what I have said in the past when you ask me out?" Lily was just about ready to bash her head against the wall in frustration. "See. Nothing." James said. Lily was about to reply very nastily indeed when she smiled instead. Her best friend Pheobe was coming towards them, looking as frustrated as Lily felt. Pheobe had her arms full of books, which she dropped when she reached Lily. "What is going on here?" She asked, frowning at the mess of books on the floor. Lily bent down to help her pick the books up, not answering. Not like she even needed to. Lily and Pheobe had been friends since they sat togather on the Hogwarts Express in their first year. Pheobe knew what a crush James had on her friend. It was then that Lily remembered the password. "Lily, do you remem-" "Pickled Toad" Lily practically shouted at the portrait. She wanted to get away from James and his possy fast. "Thanks." Pheobe said. Lily smiled. "No problem." And they went through the portrait hole. Lily's refusal had only made him want her more. But wait, was that why? Was that really what made him want her so much? Just because he couldn't have her? No. He wanted her so much more than because he couldn't have her. He would make her see.

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