This is my first fanfic! It's intended to be a oneshot but I'm not really sure. It kind of depends on if I get any ideas or if I get reviews that actually want me to write another one. I did this one really late last night, so this isn't exactly my best work, but I hope you like it! Feel free to berate me endlessly about how I can fix it! Suggestions appreciated:)

Oh yeah, and if you think any of the characters belong to me, you're a bloody idiot. -bows-

Lily Evans had never been the type of girl to be irresponsible. As a matter of fact, Miss Evans had even landed herself the position of Head Girl, though seeing as how that idiot James Potter managed to get Head Boy, I suppose that's a little lower on the list of bragging rights. Anyway, Lily had never been a real risk taker. She'd been well liked, of course, but she'd never been a party girl. She'd never wanted to and she'd never been tempted, until one of the girls just a year older, from 7th year, was bothering her about it.

"Come on Evans, just a bit of butter beer! Celebrate with the rest of us! Have some house pride! Nobody expected we'd win in a million years!"

"Yeah but we'd be celebrating Potter," Lily laughed.

"Well not really," the 7th year laughed. "Besides, it's not that strong." Which was true, after all. They couldn't get you liquored up unless you had… maybe… several rather large amounts?

Several rather large amounts later, Lily Evans felt slightly invincible. She grinned to herself and knocked back another glass of butter beer. Nobody had noticed how much she drank until she nearly dropped the glass and started slurring her words.

"An' I di'n want to drink this!" she hiccupped. "I can see why I should have now!" she grinned with a laugh. Then clapping she reached for another glass.

"Evans, are you ok?" The 7th year raised an eyebrow.

"YES!"

"She's drunk!" Sirius Black half-laughed as he walked over to her. And then suddenly an idea came to him. Amazing, right?

"SHH! It's a secret," Lily hissed rather loudly as she put a finger to her lips.

"Want to know another secret?" Sirius whispered to her.

"Shh… suuuuurrrrrrre." She beamed.

"Alright. See that boy up there? The one with the black hair and glasses? That boy wants you to kiss him."

"ME?" Lily half-yelled, then grabbed her head.

"Yeah? I mean… Yeah! Oh yeah, go over there Evans!" The 7th year smirked behind Lily.

"Well I don't know…"

"Well if you're scared, I mean, it's ok. That boy over there told me you would be. I didn't think so. I said to myself 'Lily Evans a coward? No way!' but I guess he proved me wrong…" Sirius sighed.

"I am not!"

"Prove it!"

"I WILL!" Lily snapped and she waltzed right up to James Potter and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I… I'm going to kiss you," she slurred and then her knees buckled. James gaped at her for a second as he saw her drop to her knees.

"Lily?"

"Don't yell!" She said, grabbing her head.

"I'm not…" James trailed off. "Is she drunk?" He snapped to the entire common room. Snickers emitted from everywhere. With a sigh, James got down and stood her up, throwing one of her arms around his neck. "Come on, we're going to get you to bed, ok?"

"No! Lemme kiss you!" James let out a bitter laugh and glared at Sirius as he hoisted a protesting Lily Evans over his shoulder. She screamed all the way to their Head dorms. As James reached the door to Lily's room he let out a loud groan.

"Shit Lily, you didn't even trust me enough not to hex your door?" he whispered.

"Password?" The doorknob hissed at him.

"Do you not see her in my arms right now?"

"Password?" the doorknob blinked at him.

"I DON'T KNOW THE BLOODY PASSWORD!"

"DON'T YELL!" Lily grabbed her head as she yelled even louder than James.

"Sorry, sorry!" He almost laughed.

"No password, no entry."

"She lives by that doesn't he?" he laughed to himself. Normally she would've slapped him for it, but Lily was clueless and merely laughed with him. "C'mon Evans, you can stay in my room."

"I jus… just wanted a kiss," she said flatly.

"No, you're going to sleep in my bed. Not with me though."

"You're going to leave me alone?"

"Well I don't really fancy the idea of sleeping on the floor."

"Who are you?" she beamed at him.

"I'm nobody Lily. Come on." He kicked his door open and sat her on the bed. He took her shoes off and then tucked her in.

"I'm not going to bed," she said sadly.

"And why is that?"

"Because Mommy always tucks me in," she beamed again. James stared at her incredulously.

"Well… too bad," James said in what he'd hoped was a stern voice.

"Please?"

"Lily," he said in a pleading voice, then sighed, "Why don't you drink this?" He handed her a small flask of what appeared to be juice. He'd conjured it up to make her headache go away. As she hopped out of bed she spilled the juice all over her.

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!" She looked like she was going to cry as the juice made her clothes cling to her. For the life of him, James could not remember the spell that would fix this, but he sighed and grabbed some clothes from his dresser.

"It's ok, calm down. Here. Change into these."

"I can't."

"What do you mean you can't?"

"I… Help me?" He glared at her. God he wanted to help her, he really did, but she'd kill him the next day, assuming she remembered any of it.

"You're…" James looked at his shoes, "Acriphio!" He pointed his wand at her and she was now dressed in his pajamas. Thank God for Sirius and his obsession with normally pointless spells.

"Thank youm Mister," she smiled shyly.

"No prob Lils. Come on, go to bed." She sighed and nodded, jumping onto the bed.

"Sit with me?" she asked weakly.

"Just for a bit though, ok?"

"Thank you James," she smiled again. She knew his name now, at least.

"Um… no prob Lily," he smiled back. She lay down immediately and her eyes slammed shut. She grabbed his hand and began stroking it softly with her thumb, smiling to herself. James felt himself go red. Down boy. Then suddenly he heard her soft snores and smiling inwardly, he forced himself to let go of her hand and go to the couch downstairs.

"James?" He almost came out of his skin when he heard Lily's voice near tears.

"Lily?" He heard her soft footsteps and then he felt her lay next to him on the couch. He clapped the lights on. "Lily, why aren't you in bed?"

"I had a bad dream," she mumbled.

"Oh." He didn't know what else to say.

"Could you…" she stopped, her face blushing red.

"Come on, let's get you back to bed," he smiled softly as she scooped her up. She put her arms around his neck and just as he reached the first step she kissed him. James nearly dropped her. "Lily! Stop it," he hissed. He was pissed at himself. How could I let her do that? I took advantage of her. God, I suck!

"What if I don't want to?" she snapped.

"Well that's just too damn bad, isn't it?" He laughed as he regained his composure and carried her up the stairs.

"I'll stop if you sleep in here."

"What?"

"I'll stop if you-"

"I heard you. Why do you want me in here?"

"I had a bad dream," she said looking at her feet.

"No," he sighed. "Evans, I can't." Just as they reached the top of the stairs she shoved him onto the bed hard. "I'm sorry, I really am, but I can't, ok?" She had him pinned down now. She leaned forward and kissed him again and for a moment he let her. Then he snapped out of it. "LILY!" She looked at him hurt. "Look, if you stop I'll stay, ok?"

"Promise?"

"Yeah, I promise." She kissed him again.

"Evans, come on, stop."

"James, I love you."

"No, you don't, Evans."

"No, I really do," she grinned again, forcing his lips to meet hers.

"Lily, I'm not staying in here if you don-" She kissed him. "Stop it or I'm leaving right now Evans!"

"But… Why are you mad that I love you? Hm?" She demanded lazily.

"You don't."

"Why do you say that?"

"In the morning you won't, ok?"

"Then I don't want to go to sleep."

"EVANS!"

"You won't leave me, will you?"

"Not if you go to bed," he sighed.

"Ok." She smiled blankly at him and fell fast asleep.

Lily Evans woke to a rather loud pounding noise. Rather than see what it was, however, she snuggled closer to the thing that kept her warm. It felt so right, being next to it, laying flat on its back, one arm around her. She nuzzled her head against James' chest. I am most certainly not snuggling with-

"Jamesie boy!" Sirius Black's voice barked from behind the door. Suddenly it was thrust open with a bang as he and Remus Lupin came bounding in ready to jump on the bed. It was then that they saw the flaming red face of Lily Evans rivaling her hair.

"What?" James jerked awake suddenly.

"Oy! My god, is that who I think that is?" Sirius was grinning more broadly than Lily had ever seen before.

"It's not what you think Padfoot!"

"Looks like our little Lilykins got more than that kiss!" He roared with laughter. Remus looked at them both, unsure of whether to demand an explanation or laugh along with him. He couldn't help it though and fell to the ground laughing. You had to admit, it was a bit compromising.

"WHAT KISS?" Lily's eyes were wide open.

"Nothing Lily-"

"Oh god," Remus groaned, fighting back laughter.

"Oh my… You guys nothing happened!" Lily jumped out of bed. She had James' clothes on. She gaped at him.

"Nothing happened! He bellowed."

"Then how do you explain that?" Sirius had tears in his eyes.

"She got stuff on her other clothes!"

"Oh yeah, I bet she did."

"That's disgusting Black!" Lily shouted. "Get out!" Her face was glowing now.

"This isn't your room Lilykins," Sirius smiled proudly.

"GET OUT PADFOOT!" James bellowed.

"Traitor," Sirius grinned, sticking his tongue out at James. "I suppose you haven't finished then? You going back for more then Lily?" He slammed the door shut as most of the contents of James' trunk came straight at him.

"What the bloody hell happened?"

"Lily, you wouldn't stop…" he trailed off. "You just got drunk and I stayed in here to make sure you were ok, that's all." Lily was ignoring him though. She was staring at her feet. Her face had lost its color for a moment but as she slowly regained her memory, it quickly came back. She shook her head.

"You… me…I… oh gosh… we… no… kissed…"

"Lily, I'm really sorry-"

"Sorry," she repeated to herself, laughing, "You're sorry. James Potter is sorry."

"You think I don't mean it?" He gaped at her.

"No," she laughed again. "You're an idiot." She kept laughing though she refused to look at him.

"Evans, I swear, I didn't mean it. Let's just tell everyone what a bad guy I am and you're reputation is fine."

"My reputation."

"Yes, your reputation."

"Potter, what happened?"

"I took advantage of you being… not yourself… and I let you kiss me and cuddle me."

"You're lying."

"Nope."

"James, what happened?"

"I let you have your way with me but no, we didn't sleep toge-" Lily reached forward and slapped James across the face. "Guess I deserved that…"

"Potter, tell me what happened," her voice shook.

"Evans, I'm a bad guy. We all know it, so now, I know you don't want to believe it, but you know-"

"Potter!" her eyes were pleading now.

"I never could say no to those eyes Evans… so why do you think I did?"

"POTTER!" her voice was shaking but there was no changing his mind, she knew. He wouldn't tell her that she'd been forcing herself on him. She wanted to think she hadn't made an idiot of herself but she really couldn't. She knew he had shoved her off of him. She glared at him as he got up and slammed him back on the bed. They were both slightly shaken, though Lily visibly much more so. As soon as he tried to get up she shoved him onto the bed again. She climbed over him and pinned him down, though they both knew he could easily get up if he wanted to.

"Something like this?" She hissed at him. He shook his head and she leaned in and forced him to kiss her, forced him to face her. He knew she was pissed. He could tell. He gaped at her and pushed her away.

"Nothing like it." She grabbed him by the wrist and pushed him against the door, kissing him again. She kept making him kiss her. He could feel her anger but he wasn't going to confirm it. She grabbed her shoe from the floor and threw it at him. She grabbed everything she could get into her hands and threw it at him, but James never even asked her to stop it.

"WHY ARE YOU PROTECTING ME?" She bellowed.

"Evans, how am I protecting you?"

"You won't tell me."

"It's torturing you."

"That's not why and you know it!" She slammed him into the door. She was acting like she was three and she didn't care. She reached up to hit him when she saw the look on his face. Her hand dropped and she grabbed his hand. "James," she whispered.

"Why do you want to know so bad?"

"I have the right to know!"

"Fine," he almost spat. Then more calmly he said, "Look I understand you didn't know what you were doing. Sirius and Elise were egging you on too, so there's no way anyone could even think of blaming you-"

"What did I do?" She almost laughed.

"They got you to come up to me and kiss me. Kind of. You didn't do it. I carried you to your room but you'd put a spell on your door…" Lily groaned. "Anyway, so I put you up here and you spilled some stuff for the headache you had on your clothes. I didn't remember the spell to clean you off so I just put those on you." Looking at her horrified face, he added quickly, "With my wand of course! I didn't see anything."

"So then what happened?"

"Well you had a bad dream, so you went down stairs and whenIcarriedyouupwekissed and then in order to um… get you to calm down a bit I slept in here."

"What was that last part?" She asked very seriously, trying to keep the smile off her face. She knew what happened, but knowing it made him uncomfortable somehow made her extremely happy.

"We fell asleep?" He offered hopefully.

"No, when you carried me?"

"Oh… yeah, I did."

"Yeah, what happened?"

"Look, I know you had your fill of butter beer, ok? You have to understand that."

"James, get on with it."

"Well I'm just saying, it wasn't your fault. Being the smart girl you were though, you remembered suddenly why you'd approached me in the first place today. So you kissed me while I was carrying you. Then you promised not to kiss me again if I would stay with you."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry Lily, I really am."

"Why?!"

"I let you kiss me…"

"Potter, I kissed you."

"But…"

"James, you didn't do anything!"

"I'm a pig!"

"Yeah, but you weren't one last night," Lily smirked.

"Hey!"

"What?" Lily batted her eyelashes innocently. As they faced each other, they suddenly found themselves blushing furiously. James was the first to break the silence.

"Hey Evans?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm not going to stop kissing you until you agree to sleep with me," James announced.

"Oh you're a riot Potter, you know that?"

"Oh come on, Evans! You know you want me."

"Oh please," Lily rolled her eyes.

"I'll be wanting my clothes back."

"Well I suppose that's just too damn bad, isn't it?" Realizing the situation he'd been in when he'd said it, James felt a blush creeping up his neck. She smirked and threw her other shoe at him.

"Hey, I'm serious!" He laughed, running to catch up with her as she skipped out of the room.

"No, that is," she jabbed her head towards Sirius, who had been listening to their conversation. He was now howling next to Lupin.

"Awwwww, kissy kissy!"

"BLACK!" Lily hissed.

"Oh kiss me!" He threw his arms around Lupin, who roared with laughter.

"Oh you guys are so immature," Lily snapped.

"Were we the ones throwing the tantrum Missy?"

"OUT!" She screamed.

"Yes Mrs. Potter," Lupin managed between laughs.

"OUT OUT OUT NOW! Sheesh Potter, you picked a great bunch of friends, you know that?"

"Sorry Mrs. Potter," James winked. Nobody seemed to catch it except Lily. Normally she would've at least scowled and told him off, but somehow nothing came to her and she just stood there gaping at him. James at least expected to be in desperate need to duck soon, but when Lily winked at him and hurried them out, the blush grew across his face. He scowled at her smirk.

"Out, Mr. Potter," she scowled, regaining her composure. As she slammed the door she slid down against it and sighed. "I kissed James Potter," she laughed out loud. The door was pushed slowly, moving Lily just enough to allow a crack in the door.

"Love you too Lilykins," he smirked.

"DAMNIT POTTER, GET OUT." They both scowled at each other. As James reached the end of the stairs, James fell against the wall.

"I kissed Lily Evans."