She's always reading. He's usually in detention. She doesn't understand Quidditch. He's team captain. He's a pureblood. She's a Muggle-born. He's James, and she's Lily. And they're opposites- but don't opposites attract? T for language. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling. R&R please!

The rumor spread like wildfire: that Lily and James Potter were dead at Voldemort's hand. Sirius wouldn't—couldn't—believe it. Not until he saw them himself.

On Halloween night in 1981, Sirius Black found Lily and James Potter... dead. A sad one-shot of that night with a crappy summary and a good story. T because it's so sad... I cried writing it oops :(

He's a marauder, who isn't known for showing his feelings. She is a certain fiery-tempered red head, who happens to hate the boy with black hair who always asks her out in the most ridiculous ways. When two paths cross, can love be the product of hate and arrogance? Starts off slow, pace should pick up around the third chapter. Reviews are love!