A/N: This fic, chapter, and title are inspired by Nina Sky "Turnin Me On."
Turnin Me On
Info: Rated PG-13, Romance/Humor
Summary: Only Seventh years are allowed into the village of Hogsmeade after dark. So, like any other seventh year that's excited about this lovely new rule, Lily ventures out into the dark…into a night club. And guess who she meets there.
Disclaimer: Nothing recognizable belongs to me. Only Stan Roberts belongs to me.
Chapter One: Turnin' Me On
Lily was excited. She had just gotten permission from her parents to be able to go into Hogsmeade after dark. She was worried that her parents would turn overprotective, but luckily, they didn't. She handed her permission slip into Professor McGonagall excitedly.
As she walked into the village, she suddenly realized she had no company with her, and felt very much alone. Her boyfriend, Stanley Roberts, had stayed behind to finish up some homework that he had been neglecting.
She was alone in Hogsmeade for a night all to herself. Was she supposed to be upset about this!
Lily decided that the first thing to do when given a privilege like this was to go straight to the place where most Hogwarts students were. And that was to the Chez Nuit.
She walked into the noisy club feeling very proud of herself for achieving this task. Immediately, she decided that she was not going to be very naughty that night, just in case someone was listening to her thoughts and went to go tell Stan. Then, she realized that she was just being stupid, and ignored herself.
Lily sat down at the bar, not intending to order anything, mind you, and opted to find a friend to spend the night with.
She didn't have to look far. As soon as she had this thought, a guy about her age plopped down in the seat next to hers. He had messy black hair, glasses, and a regal nose. Lily noted that he was also rather slender, yet toned. She had the odd feeling as if she'd seen him somewhere before. As she took in all of his attractive features, she decided that this had to be the hottest guy she had ever seen.
Before she could catch herself staring, the guy turned her way and flashed her a smile. Lily flushed and looked away.
"What wouldjja like?" the bartender asked this mysterious hot guy.
"Two butterbeers, please," he said in a suave sort of voice (according to Lily). Lily wondered who the second one was for. She looked around, watching the crowd to see if some nice hot girl was coming their way. But the guy sitting next to her wound his arm around her shoulders.
Lily tensed. She didn't even know this guy, and…he was touching her. But oddly enough, it felt really nice.
She turned to him to ask what his name was, but he beat her to it. "What's your name?" he asked, grinning.
"I…I…I think I'm L-L-Lily Ev-v-vans," said Lily nervously. I think I'm Lily Evans! She thought immediately. How stupid will he think I am now?
"I'm sure you know your name," said this nice hot guy. "So, I'm not going to doubt you. My name is James Potter," he added, running a hand through his hair.
Lily nearly fainted. This guy—James—was talking to her as if she were a friend. How lucky was she to meet the hottest guy ever!
"I…I'm s-sorry," Lily stammered.
"No need," said James, handing her a butterbeer that had just arrived.
"It—it's for me?"
"Yes," said James, "that could be the reason I gave it to you."
Lily flushed again, and, finding nothing to reply, she took a large gulp of butterbeer.
"You know," James was speaking again. "There's no reason to feel shy around me. I meet a lot of girls. You've got to be the only one who acts different around me. Unless this is how you are?"
"No," said Lily quickly. "I…just…you're so hot!" EEP! Did I just say that out loud?
James burst out laughing. "I get that a lot too."
Lily slapped her forehead. "You know what? Forget it! I'm wasting your time! Go have fun w—"
"No, that's not what I meant!" said James hurriedly, as Lily was about to hop off the stool and find a new friend. "Lily, I'm sorry."
"It's nothing on you, James," said Lily, getting more comfortable with this new guy. "I was just scolding myself for being foolish."
James grinned. "Oh, Lily? D'you…d'you want to dance with me?"
"Of course, James!" said Lily excitedly. She was going to dance with James, the hottest guy in the world!
James took her hand and led her out onto the dance floor. Lily felt a little apprehensive all of a sudden. "Are you sure you'd like to dance with me? There are so many other girls. So many more better girls around here…"
She pointed out one girl who was 'strutting her stuff, so to speak', to a crowd of guys nearby. "Like her."
James cringed. "Do you really think I'd want girls like that?" he said indignantly. Then, his expression changed. "Well…perhaps…I mean, it depends all on how she looks…wait, what am I saying? Of course I wouldn't want a slut like her! Is that honestly the kind of girl you think I like?"
"I wouldn't know," shrugged Lily. "You're a guy. Of course, you'd like a chance to at least get cozy with her, wouldn't you? Well, how about her?" She pointed at a girl who was walked like she owned the world with a rather short black leather skirt and a small white tank.
"No," said James, shaking his head. "I don't like airheads."
"But you like pretty girls, right?" said Lily.
"Pretty, yes," said James.
"So, that wouldn't explain what you're doing dancing with me."
"I think you're beautiful," said James softly.
Lily blushed, but nevertheless said stiffly, "I think you need to get your eyes checked."
"Honestly!" insisted James. "You've got to be the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on!"
"That would only mean you haven't laid eyes on many girls," said Lily. "You probably only looked at me and Hera Midgen. Poor girl, her acne hasn't cleared up yet… And I haven't even tried to look pretty!"
"I can only imagine you being more lovely than you are now, can't I?" said James dreamily. "What would you do to yourself?"
"I'd put on more makeup, better clothes—"
"Do you seriously believe makeup and clothes make up how beautiful a girl really is?" James asked seriously.
"No, but if I'm ever to impress I guy, that's all I need," said Lily simply.
"Is that really what you believe?" said James.
"Yes."
"Then you have a lot to learn," said James, finally steering her onto the dance floor.
"Well, do you know what sort of guy I would go for?" challenged Lily.
"I probably do," said James thoughtfully. "You want the sort of man that's hot, sexy, and charming. Simple."
Lily felt her cheeks turn a little pink, knowing full well that all James said was true. "No! I don't just go for hot and sexy!"
"I'm sure you don't," said James sarcastically. "You go for me. I'm hot and sexy, aren't I?" Lily flushed a little more pink just as the lights in the room turned pinkish red.
They were playing Nina Sky "Move Ya Body" at the moment.
"I love this song," said Lily. "It makes me feel so good!"
"Really?" said James. Lily stared up into his enticing hazel eyes. They were so complicated that Lily found herself gazing into their beauty. That was all Lily could take.
She leaned up and pressed her lips onto James's and felt his warmth all through her body. James seemed starstruck for a moment, but he joined into the kiss as well. Lily wrapped her arms around his head, tangling her fingers in his hair. James closed his arms around her.
When Lily finally lost all air from her lungs, she pulled away, feeling immediately guilty. She had just cheated on Stanley. She breathed deeply.
"What?" James asked, worried. "What's going on?"
"I…" Lily considered telling James what had just happened, and she had foolishly blundered, but then decided against it. "Nothing happened. That was just the best kiss I've ever experienced."
The song now became a slow song. Lily made up her mind to forget Stanley for the night; she was having too much of a good time with James to care about Stan now. She wound her arms around James's slender torso, and felt James place his hands on her waist tenderly and they began swaying to the music.
"James?" Lily asked finally.
"Yeah?"
"Will you…spend the night with me?" Lily asked, thinking about eating dinner with him. She was about to say so when James got to it first.
"Like dinner? I know this great place…" he said thoughtfully.
"Yes, dinner," said Lily. She knew this was sort of like a date, and that she really was cheating on Stan, but she couldn't help it! James was exactly what she wanted and he was definitely getting her blood rushing.
"Of course, Lily," said James warmly.
"Well, then let's go now!" she said excitedly, pulling James away toward the door. James obliged.
"What was that 'great place' you were saying?" Lily asked, giving Chez Nuit one last look before walking through the doors with James.
"It's a really expensive restaurant," said James anxiously, as though thinking Lily wouldn't enjoy it.
"Really?" said Lily happily. "Let's go then!"
"What's the hurry?" said James suavely. Lily ran into his arms and kissed him again.
"I really like you," she explained. "It'll be nice to spend the night with you."
"So...would you consider this as going out with me?" James asked.
Lily considered it. "Er…no. We're just going somewhere to eat for fun."
To make a boring story short, Lily and James ate happily and were now on their way back up to Hogwarts.
"Lily?" asked James, stopping in the middle of the road. "Why would you not consider this as going out?"
Lily sighed. "My boyfriend will probably get a little upset."
The impact of these words on James seemed to Lily like she had told him too fast. Lily said, "Don't worry about him, though. I've been wanting to break up with him for ages now." A lie, but a little lie never hurt anyone…
James let out a deep breath. "That's not fair for him Lily. I'll see you again, probably." And with that, James disappeared into the crowd, leaving Lily alone to go back to Hogwarts.
Although that was not exactly she wanted to depart with him, Lily still had high opinion of James Potter. She had enjoyed her night with him more than she had with Stan. Stuck on her memories of the night, Lily went back up to Hogwarts to sleep.
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