Summary: James Potter's life is near perfect. He's Head Boy (Nobody is really sure why, but he's doing a good job), Chaser for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team (and doing a spectacular job there too) and has never been closer to the love of his life (Lily Evans isn't telling him off every second). They may be in a War, but James's life has never looked better. Until the worst possible thing happens. Lily loses her memory, and James is the only one who can help her remember. It may have been a dream come true if he wasn't so responsible. He can't try to make a move when she can't remember why she hates him. Or will he? Think about it, James Potter has never been one for limitations.