My first fanfic ever, and I've rewritten it more times than I can count. Oops.
I only own the story line, everything else to JK Rowling!

Enjoy! xx

Rising Feelings

Every time I'm walking back to the Head Common Room, I get this creepy feeling that I'm being watched. I invent scenarios in my head that someone is going to sneak up behind me and kidnap me. Bring me somewhere that I can't be found and torture me. I pick up my pace and think of the comfort of the common room, where the fireplace is always burning and my sheets are always clean. Seventh year is hard enough without being Head Girl, with a war is brewing. Plus being a muggle born.

All those factors make my job harder to keep the school safe. But I have someone who I never thought I could count on. Who has surprisingly made this year better for me, who is always on my mind. He's even in my dreams. Now who could take the mind of Lily Evans? Surprisingly James bloody Potter, who I haven't been able to shake since the train ride into Hogwarts at the beginning of the year.

Initially I wanted to kill Dumbledore, okay maybe yell at, for picking him. What could he possibly thinking? James Potter, the boy who had detention at least twice a week, enjoyed teasing people, and had too big of an ego. He was a complete prat. As soon as I talked to him I could sense a difference, he was talking to people with respect. He didn't act like was better than anyone, sure he and his mates still pulled their pranks but they were never at the expense of someone else. Snape has ended up in the midst of a few, thought they deny aiming it at him.

I couldn't stop myself from becoming his friend, caring about him. I learned things about him that I never thought I would. I learned that he invited Sirius over during Christmas break one year and he's been living there ever since. That he would do anything for the people he cares about, and if you're one of those people then consider yourself lucky. As the months went on I found myself getting closer and closer with James.

At first I tried to deny it, but then one night I went down to the common room to read because I couldn't sleep. James came running down with his wand out, wearing nothing but his track pants. In his bloody track pants, it was like my kryptonite. I stayed up all night at war with myself, my book laying forgotten on the cushion beside me. Since that night, every time we were together I had to fight against the feeling in my stomach. I've had to fight the urge to kiss him, to pin him against the wall and push my body against him.

I've kept these thoughts and feelings to myself for months now. There hasn't been any hint that he could feel the same way. Sure he has in the past, but it's been so long.

I hear a rat scurry down the hall, jerking me out of my thoughts. The feeling of unease quickly taking over. I can see the portrait just a few more steps away.

"Sirius is better at chess than James." I say when I reach the portrait of a dining couple.

I can't stop the laugh over the new password. James and Sirius had made a bet over a game of chess. If James had won Sirius would have dressed like a girl for a month, and if Sirius won he could choose our new password for the month. I walk into the common room, thinking of James once again.

"Fuck," escapes my lips before I even think about it.

James poked his head off couch, "What's up Lil?"

I jump, not expecting him. "Oh, nothing. Don't worry about it." Fuck.

Walking past him I feel the urge to run into my room to fall face first into bed. James grabbed my wrist as I reached the stairs. "Come on, talk to me." He said as he pulled over to couch, plopping me on his lap. I couldn't bring myself to look him in the eye.

He grabbed my chin so I had to look at him, "Lily, spill it."

"Fine," I groan, I open my mouth a few times before continuing. "I just, I really like someone and I have no clue how they feel or even if I want to know. And it's so silly that I get these feelings now. I'm terrified that if he somehow finds out he won't be at all interested and ruin the friendship we have now and ugh." My rambling mouth finally came to a stop, my hands came up to cover my face.

After a second I felt James put his hands around my wrists and brought them away from my face and put them on my lap. "Lil, I think you should just tell him. If it's eating you up like this. Besides, how could he not like you back?" He said with his lopsided grin that made my heart squeeze in my chest and gave my stomach butterflies.

"You can't know that," I say with a sigh. "And I can't jeopardize the friendship we have now. I don't want to assume that because he liked me in the past that he still does." I clamped my mouth shut. I'm giving up way more information than I should.

"Oh so he used to like you, eh?" James said winking at me. "Let's see, there was Gideon, that snob Finnick, and Benji. And of course, yours truly, me." He finished with bravado in his voice.

Merlin, I'm in trouble now. I can't lie about this, he can always bloody tell when I'm lying. But it's worth a try. "There was someone else, back in uh… 5th year." I can't look him in the eye, instead I'm looking at the tip of his ear.

"Lil, you know you're a terrible liar. So out with it." I finally drag my eyes away from his ear to look him in the eyes.

"No, nuh uh. You are not getting that information from me." I say getting up, making a run for my room again.

James again reaches for me, but instead of my wrist he grabs my waist and pulls me back. I yelp as I land back down on his lap. "James, what the-" my eyes widen as his lips find my own. It takes my brain a second to catch up, but when it does I kiss him back, hard. His hands leave my hips and find their way into my hair. I put my arms around his neck and pushed myself against him.

The feel of his tongue against my own sent a thrill up and down my spine, landing in my stomach. The intensity and passion behind the kiss was exhilarating. James brought one his hands to the small of my back, the other cupping my face and he pulled away from the kiss. He leaned his forehead against my own and smiled.

"Guess you know who I was talking about?" I say with a laugh.

"You are a terrible liar." He says before taking my lips again.

And there we go!

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