Lily Evans sat beside her friend Paige Wallace at the kitchen table, fidgeting uncomfortably and checking her watch frantically. Lily was staying with the Wallace's for the rest of the summer, because her parents were visiting with her sister Petunia's fiancé, Vernon Dursley. It was quite exciting for her, because the Wallace's were a wizarding family, and she had never experienced domestic magic before. They had had a great time together over the summer, and now they were anxiously awaiting their Hogwarts letters. Lily was hoping she would be Head Girl.

"Lily, stop pacing like that! You're making me nervous," said Paige. Paige had long blonde hair and blue eyes, and she always looked perfect. Lily often wondered if she really was part veela, despite her protesting. Paige had had many boyfriends over the years, Sirius Black included.

Lily smiled at her friend apologetically. "Sorry, Paige. But I really want to find out if I become Head Girl!" She paused, and flung herself onto a chair dramatically. "Oh my gosh! What if I don't even get into Hogwarts again? Oh my goodness. I've been taking it for granted, serves me right-"

Paige smiled at her friend, used to her frantic behaviour. "Lily. Calm down. I am one hundred percent certain that you will be Head Girl! Who else could it be? You always have perfect grades, and you are always kind to everyone, even the Slytherins."

Lily sighed. "Yes, I suppose you are right. But if it's not me, I hope it is you!"

At that moment, Paige's owl, Serena, flew in through the kitchen window, carrying two Hogwarts sealed envelopes in her beak. She landed perfectly in front of Paige. Lily jumped off her chair and quickly grabbed the letter addressed to her from the owl's beak. She ripped it open, and screamed, jumping up and down (quite girlishly). A shiny, silver badge had fallen out of her envelope, declaring her Head Girl.

"PAIGE! PAIGE! I GOT IT! I'M HEAD GIRL! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? THIS IS SO FANTASTIC!" shrieked Lily, continuing to hop around the kitchen in glee. Paige watched her friend and laughed. She knew it would be Lily to earn the title Head Girl. She quickly joined her friend and they hugged, screaming and jumping up and down together. At that moment, Paige's younger brother of fifteen, Michael, entered the kitchen, staring at them in amusement.

"Must you act so girly? You woke me up, what with all your giggling and screaming. What's the occasion, anyway?" he asked.

Paige rolled her eyes. "Sorry, Michael, but Lily's just been made Head Girl!" she cried.

"Er…congratulations, Lily," said Michael, apparently still not aware of why they were making a fuss.

"You'll be the best Head Girl ever, Lily!" shrieked Paige, not able to contain her excitement. Lily giggled and continued to scream delightedly. Michael rolled his eyes and went back upstairs to his room, hoping to drown out the sound.

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"So, Prongs. What will be our first prank of the year? Are we going to flood all the bathrooms on the third floor again?" asked Sirius, jumping onto James' bed enthusiastically. He was staying with the Potters over the summer.

James grinned. "Eh, that's a bit too traditional. I was thinking about making the whole fifth floor smell like feet. What do you think?"

"Sounds perfect, except for one thing. How about we put Snivellus in the fifth floor, and put a sign on his back that says, 'smell something? It's my feet'?"

James laughed. "Sounds perfect, Padfoot. Now all we'll have to do is inform Moony and Wormtail…we'll need to research sense charms for a while, and then we'll have to practice, because of the intensity that this particular charm has to be. I mean, it will have to cover the whole floor with its stench," James grinned.

Suddenly, James' owl, Emlyn, flew into the room, and landed on the bedside cabinet, carrying two envelopes directly from Hogwarts. James and Sirius took their letters and opened them uninterestedly, as they knew that it was only a list of supplies from Hogwarts. James gasped, gazing at something in his hand.

"Oi, Prongs, what's tha-BLOODY HELL! HEAD BOY!"

Sirius stared up at James, his face full of alarm. James just grinned at him and nodded, equally as shocked. James nervously ruffled his hair.

"Well, Prongs. Head boy. I knew you were smart, but head boy? Dumbledore's gone nutters! Being Head Boy takes maturity!"

James glared at Sirius. "Thanks, Padfoot. That's really encouraging."

James laughed. "I'll bet Evans is Head Girl. I wonder how that will go."

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Prongs. Stop right there before you start fanaticizing about her for hours on end. I do NOT want to hear, 'ever noticed how green her eyes are?' or 'she is so damn beautiful, you know that?'"

"Shut it."

Suddenly, Sirius' eyes lit up. "HEY! YOU'RE HEAD BOY! THIS IS GREAT! No more detentions for me! And you can go anywhere in the castle you please now! All you have to say is 'Head Boy duties, coming through!' Brilliant!"

"That is called taking advantage of your position, Padfoot."

"So? Oi, Prongs! Are you maturing?"

James laughed. "'Course not, Padfoot. I will always be James Potter, infamous marauder."