Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! I will inform you when i buy the rights to it though :D
Lily and James, 6th year
On a cold December day Lily Evans trudged through the snow, wrapped up in a giant coat and Gryffindor scarf, her red hair billowing around and covering her eyes so that she had to pry it away from her face in order to actually see where she was going. It was a Saturday and she was trying to get back to Gryffindor tower, seeing as it had started snowing rather hard and she wanted to make sure she got inside before she froze to death.
She could see the doors of the castle coming closer. She was almost to there, just one more step-
Smack! She fell over backwards as she bumped into a tall object. No, it was a tall person.
"Sorry, didn't see you there Lily."
Lily looked up at the person she had bumped into, an expression of horror on her face. She recognized that voice.
And she despised it with a burning passion that went straight to the very depths of her soul.
"Potter?!" she practically screeched, jumping up from where she lay in the snow.
"Well nice to see you too." James Potter muttered. He was a rather tall boy with jet black hair that went in every direction imaginable and big hazel eyes. He also usually wore an expression that reassembled someone who knew they were attractive, brilliant, charming, resourceful, and a cocky asshole.
At least Lily thought so anyway. She scowled up at him. "What do you want Potter?"
James just looked slightly amused. "As I recall, it was you who bumped into me."
"That doesn't matter!" Lily stuttered. "Now if you'll excuse me I have to go inside before I get frostbite and die at a young age!" And before she could take one step forward she felt something tickle the tip of her nose. She looked up only to see a tiny green plant hanging from a tree branch above them: mistletoe.
Someone definitely had it out for her. She was almost positive that her life couldn't get much worse at the moment. She would have to kiss James Potter, unless she wanted to stay rooted to the spot for days on end.
"Well then Evans." James said, smirking at her. "Lay it on me." He then winked.
Disgusting.
Lily just felt the urge to slap him right there and then. And so she did.
"Jesus women, you've got quite a hard hand." He even found it in him to wink at her again.
"I will be laying nothing on you today or any other time ever!" Lily yelled, jabbing her tiny finger in his face.
"Well unless you want to stay here for the next millennium you have to." James replied, crossing his arms.
Lily let out a "humph" noise.
What to do, what to do. This would be her first kiss. She let that sink in for a minute. Her first kiss would be with James Potter. The very thought nauseated her. But what other choice did she have? Enchanted mistletoe made you immobile until you kissed the other person that was under it with you. What of her breath smelled bad? What would she do then?! What if she accidentally bit his lip? What if she kno-
Her thoughts were interrupted when a pair of lips crashed into hers. He's kissing me. He's kissing me! James tilted his head to get a better angle and Lily's hands slowly crept up around his neck.
Ahhh, this is nice. Wait what? Since when was kissing James enjoyable? And since when had she called him James?
Lily took a step back, breaking the kiss. They just stated at each other in silence, her arms still around his neck and his hands resting on her waist.
James backed away a bit. "Well I should be going."
"Right, right. I have to clean up my dorm a bit."
"Gonna play chess with the guys."
"Dinner awaits."
They then turned around and headed in opposite directions, a smile on both of their faces.
AN: Well the Holiday season is almost upon us! I thought that I'd start this fanfiction in celebration of it. I'm going to be doing several different couples and so I'm rather excited :)
-American Hippogriff