I remember my first ride on the Hogwarts Express, when I saw Sirius again. We talked about Quidditch and a few other things. I'd realized that he's a lot like me, we really should be friends.
But after that... we met this girl. And it wasn't just any girl, this one was different. She had beautiful red hair, like Mum. Well she didn't look like Mum, it was just her hair. She had these emerald green eyes, too.
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She sat down and placed her things under her seat. "I have a friend coming in here later, if that's okay..."
"Yeah, that's fine." James shrugged. "By the way, uh... What's your name?"
"Lily Evans." Lily replied through her tears.
"That's a pretty name..." remarked James in a whisper, but Lily didn't seem to have heard.
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After that, she was all I could think about, though I tried not to show it. Of course, her and the Sorting.
Lily Evans and the Sorting.
The Sorting and Lily Evans.
Gryffindor... AND LILY EVANS.
Lily Evans and... I wonder if they'll let me play Quidditch this year... MUST BE A GRYFFINDOR.
And, as I knew I would, I GOT INTO GRYFFINDOR! Mum and Dad were proud. Another great thing about that day: Lily Evans is in Gryffindor too.
Padfoot and I hoped that one of us would get to be Quidditch Captain soon. We were both Chasers at the time. And... Sirius had convinced me that I should ask Evans out.
And did I mention she hated me? She probably wants me dead, or something, but I can't imagine why.
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"Go away, Potter!" she yelled.
James ran up to her and held something up in his hand. "But you dropped your quill,"
"I don't care, you can keep my stupid quill. I've got lots of them." She turned, with a great air of annoyance, and walked away.
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She swiveled around in her seat to look him in the face. "Don't touch my hair, Potter, that's rude."
"But... It's so soft...." He stared at the strand of red hair that held in his hand. "How'd you get it this way? It feels like Sirius's...."
She yanked the hair out his hand and gave him a disgusted look.
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"Potter... What are you doing?"
"I'm studying, what's it look like I'm doing?"
She rolled her green eyes. "It looks like you're in my seat."
"Oh, this is YOUR seat?" James looked around. "Sorry. In that case, would you like to share your seat with a certain Potter?"
Instead of answering, she shoved him off the chair and onto the ground.
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"Let go of Sev, Potter!"
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"Potter, come back here with my hairbrush!"
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"I swear, Potter, if you don't hand over my homework, I will bloody KILL YOU."
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Again, can't imagine why. We were only thirteen, yet Padfoot and I already had girls chasing us! They were mostly after Sirius, and me because I'm his best mate, but still. It seemed that Evans was the only one who didn't like me, which may have just been an awful coincidence for me.
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