Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters you recognise If I did I would be on Holiday in Spain rather than writing this.

This is my first Jily fanfic. Actually it is the first fanfic I have written so I hope you enjoy it. Please review.

I ran out of the Leaky Cauldron and into the street. My heart was pounding and for the first time in a while I was actually worried. Worried…but not scared. All I know is that if I get far away…far, far, far away I will be safe. God how could I have been so stupid?! Bloody hormones! I swear I will kill the person who invented glasses and strong, defined jaws. And sex hair…OMG that sex hair. All I wanted to do was run my hands through it and-

"Hey, gorgeous do you think you could slow down for a second? These aren't brilliant running shoes" Came a loud and cocky voice from somewhere behind me. Right. Now was not the time to think about his sex hair.

"Daaaaaarling!" Damn! He is closer than I thought. How is he keeping up with me? Only I know these streets so well. There is only one option left. I groan mentally. I hate having to use the sewers. They smell and it is practically impossible to get the stench of shit from my clothes. But there was no other option. My heart is pounding and my breathing is starting to become laboured, but I push myself forward anyway. Because stopping is bad. Stopping means getting caught.

"Seriously love! If you just stopped you would save me the trouble of chasing you. Not that I don't enjoy the chase" That cocky bastard!

"Not likely" I snarl in return. I kick the lid off of the pothole and jump down, I am running before my feet even touch the floor. What was the point in pulling the lid back, he saw me anyway. My feet slap against the damp, narrow passage. Seeing I door I run through it, closing and locking it behind me. You have 30 seconds, I tell myself. 30 seconds to catch your breath before you carry on. I slump against the wall, my eyes closed, breathing in slowly. I can't stop myself from remembering how I got into this mess in the first place.

*Flashback*

I pushed open the door to the Leaky Cauldron, best pub in Britain. I was greeted by a cloud of cigarette smoke and drunken wolf whistles. 'Men' I think, rolling my eyes. I sidle up to the bar, and flash the hot bartender a smile. He tosses a roguish wink my way and turns to the two men sitting at the bar beside me. As he strikes up a conversation with the two young men I have a quick look over his body. He was quite tall, probably about 6"3. He had amazing stormy blue-grey eyes and shaggy, brown hair that flopped over his eyes. And his bum! Now that was one fit bum!

"Two tequilas mate" Said one of the guys to my right.

"Oh Prongs, what would your mother say. Two tequilas all to yourself?" The bartender replied, grinning cheekily.

"Actually Padfoot I am only having one, the other is for the stunning redhead on my left" Psh. Stunning redhead. I look around, trying to find this 'stunning' redhead. Ummmm…is he blind? I don't see any redheads to his left, in fact I think that I am the only redhead in…oh…wait. He's talking about me. I turn to face the man on my right. Wow. Oh…my...wow…I…what…how…wow. And I thought that the bartender was hot! This…this Sex God on my right was a…well…a SEX GOD! He had a strong chiseled jaw, his bottom lip was slightly fuller than the top one and he had messy, raven black Sex Hair. But that wasn't even the most enticing thing about him. Hidden behind a pair of slightly crooked glasses were these incredible glittering hazel eyes, that had a hint of green in them. He smelt of pine and lemon and manly. I found myself leaning in ever so slightly. I licked my lips. An amused chuckle escaped those gorgeous lips. Fuck. Brilliant, he had noticed me 'subtly' lusting (and, knowing me, probably drooling) over him. Bloody brilliant. Here as an amazing guy, who now thinks I am a complete and utter slut.

"Hey gorgeous, like what you see? We can always get out of here if you want" he said in a cocky and slightly amused tone, winking at me. His voice was deep, husky and so goddamn sexy it made me want to burst. Then my lust affected brain processed what he had said. That cocky little bastard!

"Ugh, unlikely" I reply, fixing him with a look of disdain before getting up to leave with a flick of my hair.

"Come on love. Don't go. How about I get you that drink and then we go dance. What do you say?" I look at him with an expression that clearly says 'seriously?'.

"Please love?" He begged, clasping his hands in front of him and fixing me with a mind blowing crooked smile.

"Fine" I relented, inwardly cursing my hormones.

"Brilliant" He grinned at me, before turning to the bartender and saying "Two shots Padfoot".

"Sure thing Prongs" he replied, rolling his eyes at the smug voice. Once we had taken our shots 'Prongs' turned to the man on his left, who had been watching the whole exchange with an amused expression.

"Sorry to abandon you Moody, but there is a very sexy bird who wants to dance"

"Whatever Prongs" the sandy haired, blue eyed quite cute guy they called 'Moony' replied. 'Prongs' turned back to face me.

"Shall we dance?" he asked, offering me his hand.

"I…I um…I" shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut UP! I yelled inwardly. Breathe. I looked up and saw him grinning. I blushed. BLUSHED! Bloody hell! Evidently he was amused by my inability to form a simple reply. God I hate myself. I took a deep breathe and looked at him with a sultry smile on my face. "I don't even know your name" I don't even know your name. It's official. I hate myself.

"Well then Darling, if we are exchanging names then you will have to tell me yours. I'm Henry Mckinnon. Any you are…?" he replied, smirking.

"I'm Rose, Rose Ivan" I say, a (hopefully) sexy smile on my face.

"Well then Rose. Lets dance" without giving me time to react he grabbed my hand a pulled me onto the dance floor. He placed his hands on my hips, so I put mine on his shoulders. It wasn't a slow song, so we were half swaying, half grinding against each other. He lent down and put his lips to my ear.

"You're very sexy, especially when you dance" he whispered, brushing his lips against my ear. I shivered involuntarily. Licking my lips nervously I replied in a teasing tone

"Really?"

"Really, and do you want to know something else Rose?" he said, licking my ear. I groaned, and pressed my self into him.

"What?" My voice was low and husky.

"I don't think that your name's Rose Ivan. Just like my name isn't Henry Mckinnon"

"What?" I said, but this time I sounded shocked as opposed to slutty.

"Nope" He pulled me closer, his arms encircling my waist, holding me in a tight embrace. I was starting to get nervous. "I think that you are actually Lily Evans. 18 years old. Notorious criminal…wanted for murder"

"How do you?" Damn. I should have denied…shrugged it off…laughed…anything rather than confirm what he just said.

"How do I know what your name is? Because my name is James Potter. And I have been looking for you for a long time" he said, highly amused. James Potter. He was a fucking Bounty Hunter. Well he was more than that. He wasn't a policeman…but he worked for them. Fuck. FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuck. I looked at him shocked. He smirked. That little bastard. He had tricked me. Me! Lily Evans! I had been tricked. So I did the only thing I could think of. I shot him my sexiest smile, licking my lips slightly…before bringing my knee up. He released me, doubling over in pain. I turned on my heels and ran out of the Leaky Cauldron and into the street.

*End of Flashback*

28, 29, 30. My 30 seconds were up. I stood up, just as the door flew open. I looked at the doorway, startled. There stood the bartender 'Padfoot', the man whom they call 'Moony' and James Fucking Potter.

"Hello again love" he said, before sticking a tranquilizer into my neck. "Sorry about that" he said, but his grin said otherwise. As the world went fuzzy I leant towards him…and spat in his face. The last thing I saw was him glaring at me from behind spit covered glasses as the two men behind him roared with laughter.

I hoped you liked that. I don't really know when I will be able to upload the next chapter, so just hang on until then.

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