I LOVE YOU, GODAMMIT!

Chapter Two

A/N: Yo! I probably confused you... I kinda confused me, too. Well, not really. It is my story.  

A/N: Anyway, the long and short of it is: 

James has realised that all he's interested in is the game, not the girl. At least, he's channelling a lot of anger and humiliation into hating Lily, and wanting to win a game that he had fabricated in his own mind as an excuse for her disinterest. His parents were hoping that Lily was 'the one' and Remus is staying over (Sirius ran away and loves his new 'family'). James is Head Boy and Quidditch Captain for Gryffindor. 

A/N: So yeah. I've pre-written a few chapters, so updates will be coming daily for the next three days. How cool is that?! 

A/N: And now to the present - as mentioned last chapter, I've actually written the next 40 chapters, but I'm going away to my mum's and it'd be a bit weird suddenly dumping 40 chapters on everyone, so I'm settling for five. Got it? Good. Also the difference between the two A/Ns is that this is the past and this is the now :)

Chapter Two

"Oh, man... Diagon Alley has just the spirit for shopping for school items," sighed James, waltzing down the street ahead of his parents and two best friends. 

"James, don't look to your left." 

"Huh?" 

James spun around to look at Sirius, but a flash of red caught his eye. He turned left and saw Lily Evans window-shopping with one set of friendly faced parents, both of them with blonde hair and the man with bright green eyes - eyes that James knew well. 

But, surprisingly, the sight of Lily made James' blood boil. Why won't she go out with me? It's not that hard! he thought furiously. But... maybe I have to be nicer - be... not me. I will not let Evans win our stupid game! 

However, he decided that he should at least say hello. He might get a small gist of how she felt about the new Head leadership position. 

James strode towards the three of them and called cheerfully, 

"Hello, Evans!" 

He heard a loud, impatient groan. 

"What is it now, Potter? Come to ruin my day again?" 

"Now, now, Evans. You don't want to act like that in front of your parents, do you? Besides, eliminating hostility would be an ideal sort of thing to do with our new... companionship." 

"I swear that you rigged it," muttered Lily, turning around to finally face him. She looked surprised. About what, James had no idea. Either way, he gave her a smug grin. Immediately, her expression turned into one of distaste, as though he was a disgusting creature. 

Her parents had already drifted off, looking at the window of a bookstore. 

"I rigged it?" asked James, a smirk creeping into his face, "Surely, Evans, you could do better than that." She glared at him and tossed her hair angrily, heading off to find her parents. Before she got further than two paces, however, James grabbed her wrist. 

"Look, Evans-" 

"Don't touch me," she snarled, wrenching herself out of his grasp. 

"Listen to me! Evans, I want us to at least be friends. Or at least be nice to each other. It's our last year, and we're sharing the position of Head students. Shouldn't we be role models to the younger students?"