Quick little bit I thought up in class. Possibly One-Shot. Let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the arrangement of words.


He looked over at her. She looked to anyone else like she was copying everything the professor was saying with such vast interest no one could suspect her of doing anything else. He knew better. He had peaked at her paper.

She had to be writing a story, the paragraphs were too perfectly aligned to be hastily scribbled notes. It figured even when she was being lazy and not taking notes that she would be doing something just as productive.

At first he thought it was a letter to one of her friends, or a poem, but he had never known Lily to write long letters or poetry. After 7 years he assumed he would have noticed. So, a story it had to be…but what was she writing about?

There was no title and he wasn't close enough to read the words without being obvious about it. You might ask why he cared so much, which would be obvious if you knew anything about him. He had fallen for her, hard.

He honestly couldn't see himself being with anyone else, so he hadn't been, not since he realized his feeling for her. Previously he had created quite a track record for himself, in the dating sense. Not like one of his best friends, Sirius, but not too far behind either. Things had changed now; the boy he use to be had grown up and was now on the path that would lead him through the rest of his life. Lily was on that path, even if she didn't know it yet, or if she did and just refused to acknowledge it.

Remus tapped him on the shoulder, he was standing. James realized that during his musing that class had ended. He stood and looked back at Lily.

She was reading through the writing that had taken up the entire class for her. She shook her head and balled up the parchment. James watched as she tossed it in the trash on the way out.

"I forgot my ink, meet you downstairs." He called to Remus, who waved and kept walking.

Soon as everyone was out of the room he reached in the trash and picked up Lily's balled up parchment. He unfolded it carefully, smoothing out the creases. His eyes scanned the words. It was definitely a story, not too long. James sat back down in his seat to read Lily's neat writing.


She was scared, which was weird for her. She was never scared, of anything, not on the outside at least. But now she was scared. This boy who she hated and who hated her in kind apparently no longer hated her. She found this out the hardest way possible. His lips were soft against her own and she felt her face lose some of its flame, her body relaxed.

They had been arguing about something, something stupid, as they always did. She had said something to make him angry and he had pushed her against the nearest wall. It was rough, it surprised her, and she was ashamed to say it excited her as well. He said nothing as he stared down at her, his face full of anger and passion which she was sure matched her own. Then he kissed her and it was just as full of passion as she imagined it to be. Not that she had imagined it of course.

They got lost in the moment. They were completely alone, doing rounds, when the argument started. So there was no one there for her to stop for. His hands were all over her, tangled in her hair, around her waist, burning trails across her exposed skin. Finally he pulled away. He was breathing heavily, as was she. They stared at each other, at a loss for words. What do you say when you realize the most passionate kiss that you've ever had was one that you shared with your greatest enemy?

"Wow…um…I" He started, her eyes widened. She was scared.

"I have to go." She said quickly, unsure of her emotions.

"Lily, please?" He called as she started to walk away.

"I need to think…I just…that was…I'm sorry…just pretend it never happened."

He was silent for a moment. "There is no possible way I can pretend that never happened. And if it had the same effect on you as it did on me, there's no way that you can either." He stepped toward her. "Lily, I realize this is a big change for you and you need time to think, but I've been waiting for this for as long as I can remember." He brought his hand up and caressed her face. "So don't ruin this for me, okay?"

She didn't know what to say so she just closed her eyes at his touches. She didn't protest when he brought his lips to her a second time.

"Oh James…"


He stared at the paper in shock. Lily had written this, did that mean? Could she possibly want him too? She had to…if not what was this? He needed…he needed Remus, Remus was so much better at these things than he was. He rushed out of the classroom, Remus was 2 floors down. He caught up to him and grabbed his arm, pulling him into an empty classroom. He looked out the door to make sure no one was listening and turned to face an irritated looking Remus.

"Any reason particular reason you pulled me in here Prongs?" Remus asked as James was looking out the door.

James held out the paper, holding his breath as Remus took it. His eyes traveled over it, widening as they went along. He glanced up at James when he finished.

"Well?!?" James said impatiently when Remus was silent.

"Anyone ever tell you that you write like a girl James?" Remus asked.

James snatched the paper from him. "I didn't write this! Lily did!"

Remus' eyes widened. "Lily wrote that…are you sure?"

"Yes! I watched her write it all class then she chucked it in the bin. I thought it was some kind of story, I didn't realize it would be about us. And I need you to tell me what it means!"

Remus sighed. "It means what it looks like it means Prongs. Obviously Lily has conflicting emotions towards you, but in her imagination these emotions are winning." He said pointing at the paper.

"So…she doesn't hate me? This is her way of…fanaticizing about me?" James asked, grinning.

"Don't get a big head Prongs, this is Lily's way of trying to figure out what she wants. She chucked it didn't she? Obviously she's fighting some kind of internal battle here. Maybe you should be really nice to her and see if you can help your odds a bit. When do you see her next?"
"Tonight…for rounds...just like her story."

"Oh…well this should be interesting then." Remus said with a laugh. He shook his head and walked out the door, leaving James alone.


Thanks for reading, let me know what you think!

-Mystery*