Seek, Keep, & Chase
~FawkesRises
Disclaimer: blahblahblah…don't own them, yeahyeah I know.
AN: I'm celebrating my birthday with a bunch of fics! :party!:…
Anyway, I've always wanted to try writing a James/Lily and I figured what the heck-it's my birthday, I'll write if I want to *grin* There's a bit of a time gap…but I figure you won't mind.
Warning: This is NOT slash…my poor little H/D fans, I promise I won't convert over to the het side
To the Tune of: "Glow" ~Alien Ant Farm
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I'll be the fuse that she blows
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Fifth year…
Two things make my world go round – Quidditch and Lily Evans. Well, I guess three things if you count the Marauders…er, wait…would that be five if you counted them separately? (and I do not count Peter).
Quidditch is easy. It's like breathing; I was born to fly.
Remus and Sirius - they're…my best friends - my truest, my only, the ones I couldn't forget even with a memory charm because we're just that close? Together? I don't think I have the right words to describe them.
But Lily…she's not 'Evans' in my mind, never has been. She's Lily.
I don't know exactly how to describe her either. She's beautiful, smart, funny, a thousand things at once and nothing at the same time.
I love her laugh.
Her eyes.
The way her hair swishes around the collar of her robes.
I even scratched 'L.E.' into that stupid snitch of mine – even after she'd told me off for showing off with it and after she'd let me have it for messing with Snivellus.
Ugh - I can't believe I did that. ME, James Potter, acting like some lovesick third year…
And over Evans! A girl who hates me, who can see straight through me – who can cut me down with a maximum of five words. She's just that good.
Merlyn…I'm hopeless.
Pad loves to badger me about it. Says I've gone off my rocker – "Bad luck Prongs" has become his mantra.
He's right you know. I have as much chance with Lily Evans as a snowball has with a dragon.
Probably less due to the fact that every time I see her I end up sticking my foot so far in my mouth I'm surprised I haven't choked. Actually, it's more like I've crammed both my feet in my mouth along with Pad's and Moony's.
But I can't seem to not do it.
The only time I haven't been a complete ass around her was when all this 'love' stuff got started – back when I was a third year and had somehow gotten paired off with none other than fellow Gryff third year, Lily Evans, in Potions…
By the end of that year I was gone. I had fallen flat on my back, eyes bugged out, drooling stupidly in love with her. I had our wedding planned in my head and knew exactly where our house would be built.
Only sometime over the summer before 4th year, something happened – I was still crazy over Lily but when I talked to her, she had shifted from being 'Lily' to 'Evans'. After all, I couldn't very well act all lovey over a girl, now could I? Well, she apparently had changed too because I went from 'James' to 'Potter'. And I guess that's why we're the way we are now.
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Now we're suddenly sixth years…first day in fact.
Nothing has changed really.
Padfoot and Moony are still my best friends, still just as indescribable.
I haven't seen Lily yet but I'm still madly lusting over her. I wonder if she's still madly hating me.
Quidditch is still just as easy - and I figured out something that I like almost as much as flying - there are rules…I'm not saying I always follow them (Ha! Yeah right!). I just wish the same rules applied to Lily and Quidditch. My life would be so much easier.