A/N: Hey guys! So this is my first real fanfic, and I would appreciate it of any of you guys could give me some feedback; good or bad! Thank you! Anna-Cate xxx

Lily's POV

I was standing at kings cross station, between platforms 9 and 10 preparing to leave for my seventh and final year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. I had been made Headgirl, something I had been hoping and praying for since I first started Hogwarts when I was eleven, and I was burning with curiosity to find out who the Headboy would be. I hoped it Remus, he was studious, well behaved and extremely kind. Shame about his friends though.

I looked up at the clock. 10:30. 'I better get going' I told my family as I leant in to kiss my parents goodbye and turned to give petunia a hug. She looked at me with disgust and turned away, her nose pointing in the air as though she had smelt something vile. Even though I would never admit it to her, whenever she insulted me because of what I was it really hurt me. She was my sister, and no matter how much she annoyed me at times, I loved her.

My parents sent her a meaningful look, and she turned her head towards me, though her eyes were still looking in the other direction, and spat 'bye, freak!'

Okaaaaay... I wasn't getting a hug then... I began to lower my arms, but evidently someone else had different ideas. I felt someone fly into me, embracing me tightly, and with a throaty chuckle that tickled my ear, rumbled 'thought you'd never ask Evans!'

I looked over at my parents, both of whom were looking shocked but amused at the same time, my mum pointing at him and whispering 'boyfriend?'

Ewwwwwwwwwww. My sister looked horrified, as if she had never imagined that someone might actually want to be my friend.

'I didn't'. I growled at Potter, before shoving at his chest and trying to escape his arms. Wow. He was toned! He released me from the embrace, and I said a final goodbye to my parents and began to turn away, but Potter had now slung his arm over my shoulder.

'Are you not going to introduce me, Evans?' he asked, gesturing to my parents. 'I wouldn't want to miss an opportunity to meet my future in-laws.' What was he playing at? I thought about making a run for it, but my parents were beaming down at us. When I didn't make any move to introduce anyone, my mother took it upon herself to do the job.

'Hello, it's nice to meet you. I'm June and this is my husband John and my other daughter Petunia', my mother said, smiling and gesturing at everyone in turn.

James grinned, seemingly pleased that someone was being polite. He stuck his hand out 'Hi, I'm James Potter'.

My dad grasped his hand firmly, and I could see him carefully measuring the handshake, according to him, a mans handshake is the best way to determine character.

My dad came away looking mildly impressed. James leant in to kiss my mother on the cheek and my dad took her role as spokesperson.

'So you're James Potter, hey? Heard a lot about you this summer, haven't we June? Never shuts up about you, does our Lily.' My dad chuckled, tucking his hands into his pockets. Oh Merlin, what's he doing? James looked down at me with thrilled surprise, and his smile seemed to stretch across his features, his eyes blazing brightly.

'Nothing good, I assure you' I commented dryly, but I could feel a blush sneaking up my cheeks.

'Well, no, not particularly good, but better than last summer, right Lily?' My Dad continued. Is he trying to embarrass me to death? Please just let the ground swallow me up. It wasn't that this was revealing any secret feelings I harboured for James or anything, just that me telling my parents about him would only make him think that he has a shot with me this year. Which obviously the bullying toerag doesn't.

James was now shining brighter than the sun. Yup, he was definitely getting the wrong idea.

James had now extended his hand towards Petunia who looked at him in horror, and jumped back about 3 feet as though he was infected with dragon pox. James pulled his hand back straight away, and ran it nervously through his mop of jet black hair. He chuckled quietly and turned back to me, his smile faltering, but his eyes still blazing.

'Anyway, we better get going' I told my parents, the awkwardness of the entire situation making me cringe.

'Oh yes dear, wouldn't want you to be late now would we?' My mother smiled proudly at me, and I swear I could see he chest swell out. 'Not with being Headgirl and everything.' My parents didn't understand much about my school, being muggles, but the things they did know about, like what it meant to be Headgirl, they made a huge deal over. My whole family was aware that I had made the position, something that not only embarrassed me greatly, but made my already strained relationship with Petunia, now barely a relationship at all.

James looked down at me, his eyes gleaming with mischief. 'Really?' He drawled.' What a coincidence. I made Headboy'.

What? I looked at him, with his arm wrapped around my shoulder, his eyes brimming with excitement but also, fear? So that's why he had told me in front of my parents. He was scared of my reaction, and he thought that I wouldn't cause him any harm in front of my parents. Well he was right. I wouldn't. Not in front of my parents.

'Well, isn't that nice honey, you're already friends with the Head boy.' My mum cut in when I made no visible reaction to the news.

'Mmhm' I nodded along like a bobble-head. 'I'm sure it will be just spiffy.' James' eyes turned from excitement to horror as I grinned evilly up at him. I turned to walk away, but my mum started talking again.

'Now honey, make sure you remember your house key when you come home for Christmas. Your dad and I won't be there, we're tied up with some family business, and your sister will be moved in with Vernon by then, so there won't be anyone there to let you in. Now make sure you write to us, and- 'she shot a look at James who seemed suddenly immersed in the train departing from platform 10, 'play nicely!' my mother told me sternly, and I could see the effort she was putting in to not wag her finger at me.

'Come on June, they'll miss the train if you keep on talking at them' my dad grinned at us. 'Now get going honey.' My dad smiled, kissing the top of my head and giving me a dismissive pat on the back. I turned to leave but my dad grasped James' shoulder, causing me to be pulled from his grip. 'Actually James, if I could just have a quick word'. I shot my dad a warning look, but he just waved at me, and I not noted my cue to scat.

James POV

'Now, James.' Lily's dad started and I ran my hands through my hair nervously. 'You look like a nice boy, despite some of things Lily has told me about what you and your friends get up to.' He raised a disapproving eyebrow at me. 'And I just want to tell you that Lily does like you, although she just doesn't particularly like some of the things that you get up to.'

'Um, right.' I responded coherently. 'I'm sorry sir, but why exactly are you telling me this?'

'Well son, the thing is, you seem like good lad, obviously holding a torch for my Lily'.

'Well, I don't know about that, but I do like her.' He chuckled at my response, but I stared blankly back at him. I hadn't said something funny, had I?

'And even though she might not realise it, Lily likes you.' He continued briskly, 'and to be honest, the last boy she brought over to meet us was a … let's just say he's not the brightest bulb in the box. You seem a lot better suited for her. Now, I'm not quite sure what you did that makes her hate you so much, but she is beginning to like you more. You just have a bit of work to do with her, mate. But don't give up on her yet. She is rather fond of you. At least she talks about you; she hardly ever spoke to us about that idiot, Amos'. I tensed. I remembered how torn up I had been when she had been dating him. Of course it had only lasted a month or so before I put an end to that. She was way too good for that prat. However it was good to know that she wasn't ever that in to him.

'Thank you for telling me this, Mr Evans'

'No problem, lad. I want to see my Lily happy. I'm pretty sure you'll be able to do that for her. However; a slight tip. Maybe tone down on the old in-law jokes. I'm not sure she finds it that amusing. Anyway, you better get going, she looks ready to murder someone. Rather you than me' he chuckled.

Well that was a good start. At least someone thought I was well suited to Lily. And I had a feeling that when the time came I would get along rather well with my extended family. Well at least most of them. That Petunia was a bit odd. Hmmm. I'll have to ask Lily about that later.

I turned around, to see Lily glaring at someone behind me before turning her wicked gaze onto me. However she didn't seem to be looking at my face. Maybe she was too angry to look at me right now. Perhaps I shouldn't have intruded on her and her family.

'What did he say to you?' Lily demanded as soon as I was in ear-shot.

'Oh, wouldn't you like to know?' I teased, tapping her nose with my finger. I held my breath, waiting for her to slap my hand away, but she didn't do anything. Wow. Maybe her dad was right: she was beginning to like me.

'Well, I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want to know, now would've I?' But then again, perhaps I shouldn't get my hopes up.

'Who knows, dear Lilykins, I'm no master of how your mind works.'

'Oh, will you shut up and tell me what he told you?' she finally snapped.

'Well, if you're going to take that tone with me, I don't think I will.' I knew it wasn't a good idea to taunt Lily, but I hardly ever knew something she didn't and I was going to have fun with this.

'Merlin you sound like my mother!' Then she looked up at me with those big green eyes, open wide, and looking straight into mine, and I felt like she could see right into my soul.

I nearly fell over when I heard her talk to me next.

'Please, will you tell me? Please?' Lily had never talked so politely to me. Her voice was usually pissed off, annoyed or reproachful. I grinned. Lily was being nice to me! Then I realised that she just wanted to find out what her Dad had told me.

'Oh, so when you want something, you're nice to me? Huh. Okay. I see how it is.'

She giggled at this, before she seemed to realise her mistake, and clamped her mouth tight shut. Maybe winning her over this year wasn't going to be as hard as I first expected. But then again, who really understands how Lily's mind works? I'm sure she even has problems sometimes.

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