Hello and welcome to my new story, basically i notcied how few Enjolras and Eponine fan fics there are out there (and they are my favourite pairing) so i was really inspired to write one! Please note this is my first time writing so it may not be the best story you ever read but it will probably improve over time! Reveiws and comments are of course welcome :) (Please note, i am aware Eponine has an accent on her name but i cant insert that on my publisher) :) Enjoy!

The sun was shining down on Paris, it was mid day in the tumultuous city, and the whole city reeked of discontent. Crying children and their distraught mother's lay in the streets reaching out to passers by begging for money or any scrap of food they could have. This was a city reduced to its knees by those that no longer cared for much other than parties and dancing and they were foolish enough to think nothing would happen, the people would not go down without a fight.

Eponine stood staring up at the platform in front of her in awe, all around her people jostled and shouted in agreement as Enjolras and Marius called out for the people to join them. Here in front of General Lamarque's house a rally was taking place and the atmosphere sent goose bumps along her skin, the people were ready...they were all ready to fight for their freedom.

"Lamarque is ill and fading fast!" cried Enjolras.

Eponine felt her heart flutter, he had always been there, leading the people and the students towards a better future, she had known him for little more than a year and she loved him already. He was perfect in her eyes, strong, brave and he always spoke his mind yet a part of her died when she had realised that was no room for love in his life, whereas the other men were constantly chasing after some girl, he was always true to his goal. She wasn't sure he even knew who she was, sure he had seen her time to time, she was constantly in the company of Marius but they had never spoken two words to each other. Shots rang out and Eponine was startled out of her thoughts, approaching from the entrance arch, several mounted officials pushed the crowd backwards, as to be expected Enjolras was at the front of the crowd yelling insults up at the hated men who represented the law which oppressed the people. Soon enough the cry of "Vive la France" rang out, as the officials began to back away, clearly frightened by this sudden outburst.

"Eponine what are you doing here?!"

She turned to see Marius approaching her concern written on his face as she was pushed roughly against the wall by the boisterous crowd. She smiled reassuringly at him as he led her away down an alley back onto the main street.

"I had to come watch you and Enjolras, you were both brilliant as usual."

"Eponine it's too dangerous for you out here, the law is crushing down on our spirit and a women attending one of these meetings will only make them worse, you know what they're like! Go home Eponine."

Hurt coursed through her veins as she looked up at Marius, he knew all too well what she was going through back home, her parents didn't give a damn what happened to her just as long as she earned her keep. He looked down at her regret in his eyes as he saw the tears well up in her afflicted eyes, far older than her years.

"Eponine I'm-"

"Marius!"

They both turned to see Enjolras stood watching them with a curious expression, his eyes lingered on Eponine for a little longer than usual but she was so caught up in her own thoughts it escaped her notice. He came closer and slapped Marius on the back, shaking his golden hair back from his face he smiled and declared

"That was the best rally we've done in a long time, the people are ready can't you feel their on our side! Ready to answer the call! My friends if there was ever a time for a revolution it is now!"

He hurried off followed by various students, all members of ABC, amazed and awed by his performance, all of them would follow him into battle without a doubt they all believed in freedom as strongly as he did, all hell bent on the liberation of France. Eponine stared after him, with eyes full of an emotion so strong she doubted it could be named. Marius glanced down at her and bit back his words as he stared down at her in shock, he knew exactly what the look in her eyes meant and he looked after Enjolras, his friend completely oblivious to just how many people loved him.