"She's quite a vibrant person, isn't she?" Sirius barked a laughter, his grey eyes watched as her color splashed sneakers made a soft sound against the brown tiled floor. They used to be white, but now were every color of the rainbow. "You say that every year," huffed Lily Evans at him, throwing her hair over her shoulder, nose scrunched up in anger. "Haven't you got new jokes, Black?" He leaned into her face, "well, Evans, I've been working on new tricks, so I'm lacking on the jokes." Centimeters seperating their noses, James Potter shoved his best friend back. "Buzz off, Padfoot, you know damn well Led's the nicest person in the school." "And that Potter's in love with her," Remus Lupin added with a smirk, before he was almost hit with a banana. "Hey!" he frowned. "I'm a Prefect now, Prongs, careful with the violence." Peter smiled, but it came out as a grimace. He glanced at the blonde girl who was now smiling at the ceiling that reflected the sky outside. "Evans, don't listen to him! You are my one and only!" "Please drop dead already."