Lily was in the worst trouble ever and she didn't know who would help her out of it.
She didn't know who could. It had been an accident, really; she hadn't meant to kiss him. She just kind of.. did. She turned her eyes back to the mirror, startled eyes meeting her own, and she bit her lip. How could she? Flicking a few strands of hair from her face, Lily snatched her brush, pulling it through the tangled mess that was her hair, the needles digging into her scalp. She let out an exasperated sigh, energy rushing through her veins. Lily chucked the brush at the wall, and instead it hit the counter top, knocking off several bottles of perfume and shampoo.
Letting out another exasperated sigh, she turned, stalking to the dormitory room and flopping down on her bed. She buried her face in her pillow, grabbing at the plush fabric with her nails and thrashing her legs against the matress. She let out a muffled scream, her body tensing. She just couldn't believe she kissed him.
Him of all people- James bloody Potter!
Lily let out another muffled scream, the sound of someone knocking lightly on the door inturrupting her delemia. She groaned, lifting her face from the pillow just enough to shout out, "WHAT?"
James looked at her with wide eyes, clearly startled, and stepped back, nervously running a hand through his hair, "Err.. yeah, hi."
She groaned again, her face falling to her pillow, "What now?"
His head bowed, James shuffled his feet against the floor, "I just.. are.." he paused, swallowing, "Are you okay?"
"Just peachy," Lily mumbled, closing her eyes and pursing her lips. "Just peachy."
"I.. err, can I come in?"
"If I said no, would you go away?"
He blinked, looking up at her, "Probably not."
Resisting the urge to scream again, she asked, "Then why did you ask?"
"I was just.. you know, trying to be polite."
Astounded, she exclaimed, "You? Polite! Ha!"
No reply came except for the small noise his shoes made as he walked across the room. Tensely, he sat on the edge of her bed, glaring at the back of her head, "I don't want to fight, Lily."
She turned her head, scootching away from where he sat and stared at the wall, "Then why did you come up here?"
"Why did you run away?"
Lily scoffed, scowling, "Is that really any of your business?"
He sighed, reaching out and touching the back of her shoulder, "C'mon, Lils.."
She jumped, scrambling to sit up and nearly falling from the bed in the process. Collecting herself, she gave him a very undignified glare, "Don't call me Lils."
James looked away, his expression blank, "Did I do something wrong?"
"You kissed me!" Lily exlaimed, staring at him wide eyed, "I can't stand you, and you kissed me!"
Looking hurt, James' eyes meant Lily's own, and softly he said, "I'm sorry, alright?"
He paused, frowning slightly, "But don't worry- it won't happen again."
Lily was racked with guilt as he turned, something wet catching the light around his eyes as he stood, and even with as guilty as she felt, she did nothing to stop him from hurrying from the room.