I looked lazily out the window of the car. Petunia was chattering on and on about her beached whale of a boyfriend, Vernon Doodle or something. I wasn't even listening.

My book lay open in my lap, my attention had turned away from it when Tuna Breath's nasally voice had made it too hard to concentrate at all. My parents looked pretty aggravated by all the talk of her boyfriend too.

We passed all of the mountains, on our way up to the ski lodge we went to every summer. Don't ask me why we go skiing in the summer holiday, and not over Christmas, because I don't get it either, it's just tradition. I knew the scenery by heart, so I could tell we were almost there.

All of the sudden, Petunia's voice drained form my ears as that thought settled in.

I loved the ski lodge. It was so beautiful and calming… One of my favorite places in the world, aside from Hogwarts. But the difference was this place was Marauder Free.

More specifically, Potter Free. My hand clenched into a fist just thinking about James Potter. Annoying, sodding, bloody toerag.

I hated just the thought of him, and his friends. But I wasn't going to let that spoil my summer. I wasn't going to let Potter ruin my life, when he wasn't even here to ruin it.

He and his friends were probably off womanizing some poor girls just trying to spend a nice afternoon in the sun. Or maybe, (if Sirius picked them out that is, ) they were already in their arms, hanging onto every word that those deep, menacing voices uttered.

Personally, I was disgusted by the thought.

Girls swooning over every move they make, even if it's only that annoying hand running through his hair that Potter always did.

Honestly, he wasn't that attractive! He wasn't that attractive! His ego was just the size of the world, and he didn't notice that he wasn't.

"There it is! Georgeson Ski Lodge and Resort!" Dad exclaimed, interrupting Petunia.

I snapped out of my reverie and leaned forward in my seat to look over the drivers seats shoulder.

And of course, my dad was right. There it was. The beautiful lodge, up on the side of the mountain.

Finally, my escape.

Hauling all of our bags and ski gear up to the lodge was a long and tedious job, but soon we were in the lobby, my father checking us into the usual room, that overlooked the skiers.

I looked around the lobby at everyone coming in with bags, going out with skis, people huddling close with hot chocolate, all in the middle of the summer season.

I was finally here! It would take a while to set in that I would be spending a whole two weeks here!

"Yes. Thank you. Room 234 would be fine. Thank you so much. Come on kids! Alana, get off of your brother. You're too heavy!"

"But I'm having fun Mommy!" a squeaky voice responded to the mother.

"Mum, it's fine. It's not a big deal, she's not that heavy." a too familiar voice said from behind me.

No. No. No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no! NO! That voice did not just reach my ears. No. It's my imagination. That wasn't real. I was thinking about him in the car…my mind just decided not to be done thinking about him Exactly. There you go Lily. Now your being rational.

I turned my head slightly, not straight on, just to make sure… Oh shit. No. No. This was supposed to be a Potter Free vacation! He wasn't supposed to be here! I was supposed to completely forget that he existed until September!!

Moving my gaze to my parents, to make sure that they wouldn't see, I snuck behind a huge vase with over protruding leaves coming from it.

I felt like screaming, but I really couldn't. Not without giving away my position.

"Lily?" I heard my mother call from the front desk.

No mom! Don't say that! NO!

"Lily? Where'd you go?" my dad joined in.

I could picture it. My parents looking around confusedly, my sister with her arms crossed, tapping her foot and popping her gum, thinking she was cool. And Potter.

Potter freezing in whatever he was doing, and scanning the room for my red bob of hair,

Damn my hair, so easy to spot.

"Evans?"

Oh, my imagination was good. It could even conjure up his voice without warning. And that's what exactly what he would say if he saw me here.

"Evans, what are you doing crouching behind a big plant like that in a very conspicuous way?"

Damn. I was caught. By the worst person.

I turned my head slowly to him, but the words I'd been ready to spit out stuffed themselves back in my throat.

On James' shoulders, was a little girl. I mean little too. She was about the size of a six year old, but looked to be maybe eight or nine.

She had blonde hair, but the same, fathomless hazel eyes as Potter did.

"Hi! I'm Alana! James, do you know her?" the little girl squeaked.

James eyes stayed on me for a minute, then he looked up at the little girl.

"Why yes I do. She goes to my school. Her name's Lily. But you can talk later ok? We have to get up to our room." He gave me another weird look, then started walking away.

"Bye Lily! See you later!" Alana waved from James' shoulders.

That was the most civil Potter's ever acted around me.

"Lily! There you are! Good heavens! Don't just disappear like that! Come on, if you want to ski, we have to get all settled in!" Mom said, coming up to me and dragging my arm back towards our suitcases.

My whole family was smiling, excited to be here. Even Petunia had given up her usual pinched face.

But I couldn't be excited anymore. Not after that. I still couldn't believe it.

I needed someone to vent to. Bad.

A/N: I thought of this one when I was up at my Grandparents house listening to you know what!

Well actually, if you don't know, the song this fic is based off of is "I Woke Up In Love This Morning" by the Partridge Family! I'm really excited to finally be starting this though!

R&R! Thanks!