HI! This is a on-shot people, so please remember that. I got this idea from a quote I thought of. I'm under the influence of your love. I was gonna make a song from it, but I couldn't think of anything.

Disclaimer:

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

I don't on Harry Potter,

So please don't sue.

Under the Influence

Here, in a club, is not somewhere that you would normally find me, Lily Evans. But then again, today is not in the slightest bit normal. You see, James and I are celebrating our one month anniversary. I suppose you might find that strange, but hey! It was James' idea. Yes, I know. Quite strange from what you would expect from James Potter. Ah well. I'm glad he though of it. I am having the greatest time. Although that's mostly because I'm here with James. Now I bet you're wonder, 'What in the world? Since when did Lily depend on James for her happiness??' I suppose that it's because, well, er, I don't actually know. Love is a strange thing, you know. It has had the strangest effect on me.

So, as I was saying, I am hardly ever seen dancing, so you could forget about clubbing! But, of course, I'm here because of James' infuriating ability to dazzle me sometimes. That man is much too good-looking for my own good. And he has a way with his lips, I suppose. Oops. I guess you didn't want to hear that, did you?

Anyway, I'm dancing with James in a club called 'The Neon Flamingo'. I thought that the name was bloody hilarious…..not that I don't now. Okay, moving on now.

I suppose I should explain my clothing to help you picture the scene. I am currently wearing a dark blue corset type thing, with, naturally, a black jacket on top. I am also wearing a mid-thigh jean skirt, though I didn't choose this. Alice forced me to wear it. Said that it's a, and I quote, 'special occasion'. Notice the air quotes. Honestly, I think she just likes to torture me with this. Oh well. Okay, shoes. I am wearing midnight blue lace up stilettos. Please don't laugh. I'm bound to break my ankle some time.

We are in the center of the jam-packed dance floor, with the neon light flashing around us, bodies shoving each other, and us, staring at the other. We dance a while longer then James takes me outside.

"Are you having fun, Lily?" he questions me, a mischievous look on his face, one, I have observed, that usually involves me.

"I'm having abloody brilliant time!" I exclaim hugging him tightly around his neck.

"I told you that you'd have fun!" he smugly tells me, a smirk on his face, and an 'I-told-you-so!' look on his handsome face.

"Yes, well…" I stammer, unused to being wrong. I suddenly realize that lately, I have been wrong a lot. Especially when with James! Sod!

And so, James decides to take this opportunity to press his delicious lips to mine. I automatically move my arms to wrap around his neck. He then moves his arms to my waist. We continue snogging for a few more minutes, until we have to breathe of course. We let go of each other, both of us panting. Wow, I feel woozy.

"Want to go now?"

"Sure." I manage to get out. I toss him the keys to my car. He looks at me quizzically. You see, when we go out, I never let him drive. And I mean never.I grin at him.

"I'm not letting myself drive drunk."

"I thought that you didn't drink?"

"I didn't. I'm under the influence of you love."

I got the dazzling thing from Twilight. Don't own that either! Please review. I squeal really loudly if I even get one.