A/N: Just a little one shot I wrote about Lily and James and oddly enough pajamas. I had the idea tossing around in my head for ages and I am half-asleep so I thought to give it a whirl. Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: Since I'm too tired to think of anything witty I'll just say

It could never happen.

Ever.

In a million years.

End of story.

Period.

Moving on...

The Emerald Green Prancing Stag Pajama's.

5th year.

Lily Evans was sitting on her bed, pretending to study for her Potions exam. The truth was Lily was so exhausted with O.W.L.'s that she was using her Transfiguration book to study Potions. Marlene finally took pity on her. "Go to bed Lily; I'll finish you History of Magic crap for you." Lily nodded wearily and trudged up the stairs too bed.

That was at 9 o'clock.

Now it was midnight and she couldn't sleep for the life of her. Instead of lying in bed doing nothing, she figured she could slip downstairs to the common room and grab her Potions book to study. She tip-toed downstairs, to find the common room not empty.

"Potter." She spat out. "What are you doing here?" James turned around from looking at the fire to look at her.

"Actually the better question is what are you wearing?"

Lily straightened up. "I am wearing pajama's Potter. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No but…they are kind of odd aren't they?" He asked her.

Most people would call them odd. But Lily didn't. They were in fact her favorite pair of pajamas. They were emerald green—the exact shade of her eyes actually and they had prancing stags all over them.

Lily glared at him. "They are not odd! They are Emerald Green Pajama's with Prancing Stags on them. In case you haven't noticed green is my favorite color and stags are my favorite animal."

Before James could retort Sirius Black burst in the room.

"Prongs! Wait Evans what are you wearing?" Before Lily could say or do anything James got up and dragged Sirius away.

That was 2 year's ago.

Now it's their 7th year.

"James?" Lily whispered into her boyfriend's room. "James…are you awake?" Lily heard his sheets rustle.

"Yeah," he said quietly. "Couldn't you sleep?"

Lily stared at her feet and blushed. "No, it's just that—I'm afraid of thunderstorms. My sister locked me outside when I was 5 and I…" She trailed off.

"Come here," James said gently. Lily walked to his bed and gently sat down on it. "Now what happened?"

Lily shivered and started her story. "I was 5 years old and Petunia was 7. I had just started to show some signs of being well magical but Petunia thought I was odd. She had made me mad early in the day and I accidently turned her hair blue. So she locked me out, of our house during a thunderstorm. I never really liked them after that.

James smiled and reached over to pull her near him.

"You'll be alright…"

"Why?" Lily asked a little confused.

"Because you're wearing you special pajamas. Plus when I'm here how can you be scared?"

Lily giggled completely forgetting the storm raging outside the castle.

Slowly she fell asleep with James's arms around her and James smiled, as he felt him self, too falling asleep. Because that moment was perfect.

And for the rest of the night there was peace, and perfectness. All because of a pair of Emerald Green Prancing Stag Pajama's.

Awwww! WAsn't it adorable? Plz review! Oh and for any fanartist peeps out there...could you consider drawing a pair of such pajama's? I suck at drawing so anything you do would be appericated!