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10 Drabbles Challenge: Het Pairing- Liliy/James

All Sorts of love Competition: Het

Seven Kisses Challenge

1976, June 12th

The first kiss was in her sixth year. Lily had told herself she was done with boys. Sev had betrayed her, and James's group were arrogant brats. He snuck up behind her in the common room and kissed her on the check. She had whirled around, angry, ready to kill. She saw him smiling and her anger began to melt. Maybe, a kiss on the cheek was ok. It wasn't a real kiss. It wasn't like she liked James Potter.

1977, September 1st

This year would be the best. Lily had promised herself. Nothing would distract her. Especially not the Marauders (as the called themselves). She had just been made Head Girl; she couldn't wait to find who the Head Boy was. She saw him step onto the train, his badge gleaming. It couldn't be, James Potter, Head Boy? She stood motionless. She saw him run up to her, head him whisper in her ear, "Guess we'll be working together this year." His voice was kind. His kissed her again, on the cheek. Not a real kiss. She kind of, enjoyed it?

1977, October 31st

She had been hanging out with Potter too much. She guessed he had started to grow on her. She knew it annoyed Sev-Snape. He wasn't Sev anymore. That was a nickname. For friends. They weren't friends anymore. Not after what he had done to her this year. So when Potter asked her out, she said yes. She gave him a kiss of acceptance, on the cheek of course. Not real. It couldn't hurt, could it?

1977, November 15th

They'd been going out for over a month now, he had kissed her on the cheek (not real kisses) a couple of times. Lily had actually started to like him now. No, she had liked him before, now more so. So, after dinner, when he held her hand and snuck her out of the school (under his invisibility cloak) she didn't tell him he was breaking the rules. And when he took her to the lake, and they sat under the tree and talked, she enjoyed it. When he kissed her (on the lips this time, a real kiss), she didn't say a word against it. She enjoyed that too.

1977, April 13th

Lily had kissed James many time now. Not all the kisses stood out. Most of them drifted by, forgotten. But when they went on the trip to Hogsmead (their last trip there as students, the trips were soon canceled for fear of Voldemort) and James took Lily to that tea shop and kissed her over a cup of steaming tea (it was cold out for April), that kiss was sweet as sugar. She would remember it forever.

1980, August 1st

Lily had married James now. They had kissed countless times. Now, she held her son in her arms. James sat beside her, asleep. He had sat up with her most of the night, staring with her at the newborn baby. Lily smiled down at her son, Harry. She slowly raised his head towards hers, careful not wake him. She kissed him gently and smiled. Not all her kisses belonged to James now.

1981, October 31st

Lily picked up Harry, kissed James on the cheek and headed up to bed. She didn't know that would be her last kiss. She didn't know Voldemort would kill her and James. She did know though, that as she heard the curse hit James, heard him fall (she couldn't see him die, but she felt as if a part of her had), that she regretted that last kiss. She had only kissed him on the cheek. It hadn't been a real kiss. When Voldemort came for her, she gave her life to protect Harry. She only wished she could have kissed him first.

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