Poor, arrogant, naive James Potter, been set up by his mates yet again. The sight of James looking so confused and unsure pulled at her heartstrings for some odd reason and she found herself taking pity on the usually confident boy.

A series of unconnected one-shots revealing how seemingly different individuals overcame their previous prejudices and saw others in a new light, how new relationships were born and old ties broken.

"Believe what you want, Potter, but I plead a momentary bout of insanity." Lily says, hoping she sounds composed even as her stomach erupts in a million butterflies. "HA! Have fun trying to convince even the ickle first-years of this." "Insomnia? Amnesia...?" she tries weakly. "Wow! Your creativity knows no bounds." James counters deadpanned.

Lily realises for the first time that she may possibly have feelings for James.