"Hey love," Jacob Martin said while coming up from behind his girlfriend Lily Evans and giving her a light kiss on the cheek. "I missed you today," he said his flattery prompting her to break out in a wide smile and stand up to greet him properly. After kissing him thoroughly, Lily took a moment to admire her boyfriend of five months and a smirk worthy of a Slytherin formed on her delicate features.

He was unbelievably hot, kind, very smart, and best of all he fancied the pants off of her. Damn, but life was good sometimes. Even so though, it was amazing really that he had lasted as long as he had, not many other guys had managed to hold her attention like he had. In fact almost none lasted past the three month mark. Her friends had been a little surprised at this turn in events as they had almost given up hope that she would ever find anyone to satisfy her high standards. But what they had failed to realise was that it wasn't high standards that kept her from committing, although they were a part of it, it was that she always found herself searching for something, something that she had yet to fine, yet to even identify and something that her past boyfriends just couldn't seem to provide.

"Honestly," he continued breaking her out of her thoughts "I don't know how I get through potions without you."

Lily mentally rolled her eyes but she smiled consolingly and said out loud "I know, I wish I got to see more of you during the day too, but alas Ravenclaw and Gryffindor almost never have classes together."

"Gryffindors are paired up with the Slytherins a lot, right?" he asked thoughtfully.

"Yeah," she said leaning forward conspiratorially "I'm starting to think it's like a tradition, I swear every year the teachers pick the most volatile possible classes and put them together just to watch the fireworks. I think it puts some of the fun back into their lives."

He laughed before checking his watch, "I'm really sorry Lil, but I can't stop, I only came in to tell you I won't have time to eat with you today. I have to get to Quidditch practice. Something about wanting to beat Gryffindor within an inch of their lives," he said smiling rebelliously.

She checked her watch too before saying, "No that's totally fine. Actually I wouldn't have been able to eat dinner with you either, but I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast, yeah?"

"Definitely, but where are you going?"

"Oh, Potter and I have to go over the stuff for the prefects meeting. Head stuff," she said with a long suffering sigh.

"Again?" he asked his forehead creasing and wrapping a supportive arm around her shoulders.

"Yeah," she said pulling a face. "I'm starting to wonder why people think the position is such an honour."

"Poor baby," he sympathized kissing the crown of her head "But bugger I hadn't realised there was a prefects meeting later. I'm not going to miss it am I? I'm sorry, I didn't think it was until Monday," he said frowning.

"No don't worry your right, it's not, but what with it being Potter's birthday this week, there is a party in the common room on Saturday. Black does it every year" she said with a reminiscent smile, "and me being the kind and generous person that I am," she grinned, "I agreed that we could do the work early. That way he can feel free to celebrate without having to worry."

"Oh yes, very generous of you and I'm sure that there is no ulterior motive whatsoever." he laughed, before he said more as if it were a statement of fact than a question "so you're going to the party"

"Yeah, which means doing the work early benefits me too, it means that I have plenty of time to get over my own hangover," she said lightly.

"Yeah that's what I thought" he said nodding his head seriously but with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He looked at his watch again and started slightly, "Shit, I've really got to go, I didn't mean to get caught up with you like this, you're such a distraction woman" he said pinching her side playfully, "I'm going to be late now because of you."

"Sorry" she said not at all remorseful.

"Don't work too hard at you're meeting and don't let Potter get to you," he said giving her another kiss.

"I'll try not to. Oh, and don't hurt yourself too much at training. Don't forget no matter how hard you practice Gryffindor will still crush you like the bugs that you are, so no need to kill yourself trying for something that will never happen," she stated matter of factly.

"Oh yeah, and what makes you so sure?" he asked haughtily.

She smiled beatifically, "Potter may be a nuisance, but he is one fine Quidditch captain."

He gave her a pretend pout before putting on a whiny voice, "but Lily you're my girlfriend! What about supporting your man?"

"Rough game Quidditch!" Lily laughed. "Suck it up man! You're great and all that, but I have my Gryffindor pride!"

"Is that so?" he said before kissing her deeply. When he pulled away he said, "How bout now, more willing to come to the dark side?"

"Never! No matter how good the perks," she said happily.

"Fine, but don't think I've given up," he said nodding seriously before grinning broadly and walking away.

She watched him until he was out of the Great Hall before resuming the seat she had started out in, and looking across the table to her best friends.

Emily Conner, Lily's best friend and a spunky girl with intelligence and a sharp wit, gave a dramatic swoon while Lucy Hughes her other best friend and the blue eyed baby of the group sighed melodramatically.

"What?" Lily asked with raised eyebrows.

"Oh, finally noticed that there are other people in the world except for you and Jacob?" asked Emily crossly, but the effect was ruined because she was smiling.

"Oh leave her alone, she's so lucky," whined Lucy.

"Yes, yes we've established that before," said Emily exasperatedly. "he's so hot you could cook eggs on his arse, but what I want to know Miss. Head Girl is what the hell you were thinking about while he was talking to you. Don't think I didn't see that dirty little smirk flit across you face. What in the world were you thinking about? Spill."

"What can I say he's a beautiful specimen," said Lily in a solemn voice.

Emily just stared at her a moment waiting for Lily to continue.

Lily knowing that she would be forced to talk allowed the smirk to return to her face. "Well he's a beautiful specimen… that and… I get to shag him."

Her friends laughed loudly at that.

"Why you saucy little minx," Emily said wagging a finger at Lily who responded by playfully snapping her teeth at the offending finger "how it is that you're the one with the pristine reputation, you're worse than any other girl I know!"

"Well," she started as if she were giving a lecture "it is a matter of two very important elements. One: pick a decent boy. Two; be capable of hexing said boy so hard, not only will he forget his name but he will also forget he was ever a man at all

Emily pretended to makes notes, "cut off his man hood you say?"

Lily nodded before the both broke out into laughter

I'm seriously so jealous," sighed Lucy so used to their antic she ignored them altogether "You have had some of the best looking boys in the school following you around like puppies. I mean there's your truly delicious boyfriend Jacob."

"Don't forget Louis Moresly damn that boy was fine… stupid, but fine," added Emily.

"He was so totally worth it," sighed Lily "He was thick as shit but …" she trailed off meaningfully waggling her eyebrows a little.

Emily snorted before she gave Lily a disapproving look "I still think you were cracked for turning down Potter, he fancied you so badly he almost resorted to begging."

"Please Potter doesn't beg. Furthermore he doesn't even qualify for Jacob and Louis category." grumbled Lily suddenly not in the joking mood, she was so sick of hearing about Potter. He finally had a girlfriend of his own, one that he seemed to really to like, meaning she finally had shot of him and suddenly it seemed he was all anyone could talk about around her, the conversation always seemed to come back to him, and she was sick of it.

Except what Lily failed to realise was that it wasn't that people did it on purpose, they weren't trying to punish her. It was more that he was that type of person whom people gravitated toward and therefore felt a natural compulsion to talk about.

"You're right, he's not in their category, he's in a league of his own. Him and Sirius," continued Emily breaking Lily from her thoughts.

"James Potter is so hot, I would literally melt if he so much as smiled at me, and he was totally obsessed with you. I wouldn't say no, that for sure," said Lucy as her eyes glazed over.

"Please I don't believe it for a second you are way too in love with Rick," laughed Lily.

"True," she sighed before adding naughtily, "but that doesn't mean I can't fantasize."

Lily rolled her eyes before getting up to leave.

"Hey wait, where are you going? We didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry we'll stop talking about Potter I promise, just sit back down and stop being an idiot."

Lily laughed "I'm not upset I've just got to go to this meeting with 'Potter the stud'."

"but I thought you didn't have to meet him for another half hour. In fact isn't that him stuffing his face," said Emily pointing down to the other end of the Griffindor table.

"Yeah, but I wanted to drop off my school books first. I'll talk to you guys later." said Lily waving as she walked away.

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