Lily awoke more gently and more comfortable than she had in her whole life. She was warm and she felt safe. She had just had the best night's sleep in a long time, which was weird, considering it seemed that she had slept in her uniform. She must have been exhausted; she never goes to sleep without changing into pajamas.

As she took in her surroundings, Lily noticed something was off. There was something abnormally heavy wrapped around her waist, her pillow was firmer than normal, and it smelled different. Not bad, comforting even, but still different.

Lily's eyes flickered open, and she realized that her head wasn't resting on her pillow, but a boy's chest. James' chest no less. They must've fallen asleep while studying.

Fuck. I need to get out of here. Things are going to be awkward as it is.

Despite being trapped in James' arms, it was fairly easy for Lily to maneuver herself out of his grasp, and headed towards their common room. She noted that it's a good thing that he's a heavy sleeper as she sat down on the couch.

Fuck. Stop thinking like that, Lily. Pull yourself together. You guys are friends, and you work together. Anything else will complicate the situation. Not that you feel anything else, of course.

Lily waited impatiently for James to wake up, since he's sleeping in her room. She needed to come up with something to say for when he wakes up. She doesn't want him to know what they looked like when she woke up, and she definitely doesn't want him to know how she felt about it.

"Lily?" James called as he walked into the common room.

"Oh. Hi. James."

"Morning."

"Sleep well?"

"Of course, you bed is way comfier than mine is," James said as he ruffled his hair.

Lily blushed slightly. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I had to sleep out here on the couch."

He smiled skeptically, "Oh, really? You didn't get cold out here without a blanket?"

Fuck. "Nope. Lit a fire. Had to, really. Someone was sleeping on top of mine."

"You could've always slept in my room. It obviously wasn't occupied."

Fuck. "The couch was just fine, thanks," she replied defensively, "Best night's sleep I've ever had, you know, for sleeping on a couch without a blanket."

"Ha." James smirked at her. "Come on, Lily. We both know that you didn't sleep on the couch last night."

Fuck.