Some note passing ensues. And snogging of course. Companion piece to "Like Sunny Days." Image by ~Ayuru-chan of deviantArt.
Purpose of disclaimer redundant by now.
Lily.
James.
Lily.
James.
Lily.
Sweet Merlin, what do you want? I'm trying to take notes.
Don't Muggles usually say 'Sweet baby Jesus?' or something?
I'm a witch. This is Hogwarts.
Too right you are. I'm glad you're a witch.
I'm glad you're glad.
I'm glad I'm glad too.
Wonderful. Since we're both feeling glad, leave me alone.
But Lily, it is my privilege as a boyfriend to never leave you alone if I feel like it.
And it's my privilege as a girlfriend to slap you silly.
You violent cow.
James.
Lily.
I'm trying to take notes.
Ohhh, you're trying to take notes. Alright, make sure you write about my snogging abilities this time.
What?
My lips especially…Mmm…Don't they work wonders, Lily?
How do your lips fit into my Transfiguration notes?
You need to update your notebook, y'know… You've already talked about my hair, what I smell like, and how dashing I look…
James, you prat. These aren't those notes!
No need to hide it from me now, Red. You can freely write about me as you please. I don't even mind how crude it is. For example, "James Potter, my sexilicious hunk of a boyfriend, is so blasted droolworthy and swoonworthy that I find myself constantly passed out in slobber pits."
Bloody wanker! I'm actually taking notes in Transfiguration for the first time this month.
So these aren't the 'James is so amazing' notes?
Arfgh! I haven't written such stupid notes in a while. Quit mocking me.
You haven't? I feel somehow disappointed and hurt.
Yes, I know you do. It turns out there is nothing amazing in you as I once thought there seemed to be.
You wound me, darling, you really do.
I certainly hope so.
My, my. Living up to the heartless ginger reputation, aren't we?
He snickered as she pinched his leg menacingly, failing to notice the pursed lips of one Professor McGonagall.
"Detention, Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans. That's quite enough of the note passing." And their shocked eyes suddenly snapped up to meet her hardened face before she turned back to write upon the chalkboard.
"But Professor, nothing really – "
"Please, Professor, it won't happen – "
"We were only – "
"See me after class." The chalk continued to scribble at the board furiously. "Now, Morgan's Effect must be take into account when transforming certain …"
Ah…Lily…?
Bloody hell, you already got us detention, wanker. What more do you need?
Well, on the bright side… we were thinking of going out on a date some time…
Is detention your idea of romantic?
It could be romantic…
Aren't you charming.
I'm going for "positively criminal" actually.
…Lily.
Lily.
Lily, are you really mad?
Yes.
Agh, what if I promise no more detentions for the next month?
Lilyyy.
Lily Evans.
Lily Potter. That has a nice ring to it, eh?
James!
Don't be mad. I'm promising fun.
What sort of fun?
It involves whipped cream…and strawberries…
And shoving them up your giant arse, right?
Pfft, I was talking about eating fruit tart. Calm yourself. Mind out of the gutters, Red.
You're writing this entire essay for me, do you understand?
Naturally.
Lily?
James?
Lily.
James.
Lily.
I'm going to transfigure you into a flobberworm.
Excellent, we could do the dirty flobberworm together then.
I change my mind. I'm thinking Blast-Ended Screwt now.
Even better. We can be explosive.
You're such a git. McGonagall's looking at us. Are we really going for a repeat of yesterday?
Judging by the amount of cherry chapstick that got transferred to my face last night, you shouldn't be opposed to it.
I give up.
Lily…
Sweet Baby Jesus and Merlin's unluckiest pants. If you're still nagging after all this, I'm dumping you into a pile of hippogriff dung.
Lily, you practically ate my face off in the middle of class and landed us into detention again...
It would seem so. Now shove off. I don't want to see any notes from you.
Red, you magnificent darling cow!
I'm willing to bribe you with strawberry chapstick tonight if you let me be.
Only if it's vanilla tomorrow.
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