Almost
Lily and James
Lily was in the arms of Amos Diggory. They were on a beach in France, and her white sundress was flowing behind her in the sea breeze. He tilted her chin up so that it rested on his chest.
"Lily," he said. "I love-"
"EVANS!" a voice much louder than normal broke out above them. "HEY, EVANS!"
"What?" Lily asked; confused by the voice.
"I love-" but then again, louder still,
"DAMMIT, EVANS! EVANS! WAKE UP!"
Lily jerked awake, and the first thing she saw was hazel eyes with glasses over them, and then the rest of Potter's face inches from her own.
"AH-" she started to scream, but he clapped a hand over her mouth. Standing up straight, he whispered,
"Merlin, Evans. Calm down."
She shoved his hand away roughly and hissed,
"Potter! What are you- how did you-"
"I heard you whispering a name in your sleep." he interrupted in a whisper. "Amos Diggory's."
She could feel a deep blush creeping over her cheeks.
"And?" she mustered.
"Why?" he asked.
Change the subject! "How'd you get into the girls dormitory?" Lily hissed. She heard Julia stirring in her sleep in the next bed. Potter heard too, and looked up nervously.
"Scarred you cousin'll find you in here, Potter?"
"Honestly," he whispered back. "I'm just glad Sirius hasn't figured out how to get in here."
"Which brings us back to: how did you figure it out, Potter?"
He held up his broomstick. "Um, hello. The window."
"... Damn." she said.
He smirked.
Another question burned Lily's insides.
"Why are you here?" She asked in.
"Because I-"
"Mmmm?" Julia was waking up.
Potter's eyes grew round.
"Uh..." he thought for only a second. "Come on!" he hissed, and grabbed Lily's arm and ran to the bathroom. Before he shut the door, they heard,
"Lily?" footsteps. A knock on the bathroom door.
"Hey, Lily? Are you alright?"
James stared at Lily. She cleared her throat and said,
"Yeah, I'm fine... Going to the bathroom. Go back to sleep, Julia."
Footsteps sounded and her mattress creaked as she laid back down. James was staring at Lily in disbelief.
"Now," Lily whispered. "Kindly tell me what the hell you are doing in my room!"
He tilted his head like a curious child and a crease formed between his eyebrows.
"Remus said it'd be romantic... It's not working?"
She sighed. "No, Potter. Mostly you just woke me up from a great dream."
"About Amos?" His face fell as he spoke.
Lily closed her eyes. "Yes, James. About Amos."
He looked at the floor.
"So you really don't like me. I thought... All these years... You were just saying that... But I guess you really don't like me..."
"Don't say it like that," Lily interrupted, sightly upset that he was continuing this charade.
"Well, it's true-"
"No it's not!" she cut him off. "You only like me because I'm the only one who says no! Because you like the challenge! You've never really... Never really cared... It's no skin off your bones... I'm only one person-"
He stared at her in disbelief.
"You really think that?"
"Yes, James!"
He stepped closer. "Then I'm doing something wrong."
He pushed hair off her face gently and she could feel his breath on her neck. It sent shivers down her back.
"Don't," she said before she thought about it, and she took a step away. He stood looking at her for a pregnant pause, then sighed and said,
"Good night, Lily." he took a step towards the door.
"You called me Lily." she whispered.
"You called me James... Twice."
She heard the bathroom door creak open behind her as he made to leave.
"Don't get used to it, Potter." She said.
He chuckled as he shut the door.
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