Lily watched, fixed to the spot by complete and utter fear as the werewolf prowled in front of her. Obviously contemplating the best way to eat her she thought terrified. All she wanted was a little moonlight stroll before bed.

She couldn't die. She needed to marry and have her 2.5 kids.

She needed to experience sex…SHE COULDN'T DIE A VIRGIN!

"Oh god…oh please anyone…help? Professor Dumbledore? Anybody?" She squeaked

"Potter? Oh god Potter if you save me now from this I will go out with you!" She cried out desperately.

The werewolf leaped.

Lily screamed and closed her eyes waiting for the bite that never came. She cracked open an eye. Instead of biting her the werewolf was fending off a large stag which was...protecting her?

The werewolf finally let out a bloodcurdling howl and fled knowing defeat. The stag staying between the hunter and prey until the wolf's howls dimmed as it went further. Lily stared at the stag. It stared back.

"H-hello" she said tentatively reaching out a shaking hand to stroke its soft muzzle. Instead of fur her fingers met skin and soft lips. She gasped and looked into the amused hazel eyes of James.

Potter was a stag…someone turned a stag into Potter…or someone turned Potter into a stag then changed him back when they got bored.

Her fuddled tried to come up with a rational possibility until…James Potter was an Animagus.

She glared accusingly at James. He was in so much trouble when she told Professor Dumbledore. Being an unregistered Animagus was an Azkaban offence. She opened her mouth to tell him all this when he said something to render her speechless.

"So Evans" he said scratching his head "Is Friday at Seven good for you?"

So this is just a random one shot that popped into my head while I was drinking milk. If you don't get it then look at what Lily was saying before she was rescued and if you still don't get it then leave a review and I will send you a message.

The control of the palate is a valuable aid for the control of the mind

Love Lady Topaz

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