HAHa I just did this all in a moment of boredom. But is a James &Lily story…AND WE ALL LOVE THOSE!!

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I had promised myself that I would never fall in love. I had been cheated on too many times by stupid boyfriends looking for a girl that "wouldn't be such a prude."

Nonsense. I'm not prude. I roll my uniform skirts up just as high as the other girls, loosened up the top 3 buttons of my white shirt as well. I could walk gracefully in 3 in heels-and often did just to see how the boys would react to such an outfit.

"It's just the fact that you know better than to hook up with those guys, Lily." Her best friend Jasmine Coutiere had explained one day in Transfiguration. "You're smarter than that. Therefore, the process goes as follows: they want you, they date you, they test to see how far you go, you reject them stubbornly, they find someone else behind your back!"

Thank you, Jasmine.

"Ms. Coutiere, Ms. Evans, with your permission I would like to continue with the lesson." Professor McGonagall say curtly.

I blushed slightly and said "Sorry Professor" softly, while jasmine just smiled innocently.

When McGonagall had turned back to the board, I raised my face to scan the rest of the classroom. There was Remus, the only one of the Marauders I could tolerate for more than 5 minutes at a time.The was Peter, tring to impress a short blonde from Hufflepuff with his limited knowledge of the subject. There were my other best friends Alexandra and Jaila sitting next to each other and passing a note to…

James?

Now there was a boy to avoid if there ever was one. He'd never actually cheated on a girl in his life, but seemed to have them coming to him in an endless line, one right after the other, until the whole school had declared him the prince of getting girls without even trying.

I didn't get it, really. What made him so special? Sure he was probably one of the best flyers in the school. Heck, he was the best flyer in the school. He was smart (even I could not deny that…he'd beaten me on too many exams to be ignorant of the fact.). And I guess he was sort of attractive…still a bit skinny for a 16 year old Quidditch player, but lean and muscular all the same.

And his hair was annoying. All of that jet-black mess just flopping into his eyes so he could brush it back with an annoying, sultry smirk. That way, you could see his eyes…his oh-so amazing eyes…his clever, knowing, deep, hazel-

He caught me staring and winked.

I rolled my eyes and tossed my head so I wouldn't have to look at him. Jasmine always said it was just a game we played with one another; trying to see which one would give in to the other first. Apparently we were made for each other (as revealed by Professor Lavantine in a rather embarrassing Divination class last year, which could possibly explain for you the reason I did not take the class this year)

But I just couldn't see that ever working…. He acted like he wanted me just to spite Severus (my ex best friend), and also because he knew I was a challenge. He liked challenges.

I heard him sigh audibly and turn back around to scribble something back to the girls, Sirius grinning at his side and laughing at whatever he wrote.

A/N: Hey ya'll ! Hope you liked it. I LOVE REVIEWS!!! tell me if I should keep going, or if I should just make it a one-shot (by finishing it of course)