Title: The Bodyguard

Summary: Lily Evans, now an Auror, has been having a little bit of "trouble" the last couple of weeks. But her new partner, James Potter, thinks other wise, as he becomes her bodyguard more than her partner…

"Lily Evans and James Potter," said a thin and tired looking woman in her usual high, squeaky voice. Her eyes went down to the next name below, her brown eyes drooping once in a while a small yawn escaped from her mouth ever so often.

But the young red head woman at the far end of the office, who was drinking her coffee, spat it out in surprise. The brown liquid landed on her new white shirt and blue skirt, earning many snickers and stares. Red as a tomato, the young redhead turned to the person sitting beside her, Amanda.

"Please tell me that Sarah was actually joking when she called my partner," pleaded the young woman.

"You know what, Lily? You are some weird girl for not wanting to be with that charming, handsome, young, tall and muscular man like James Potter. Do you have an idea whatsoever how many girls would kill to have him as a partner?" said Amanda, a little too loudly for Lily's liking.

"Of course I'm thinking the other sort of partner," continued Amanda, winking.

Lily rolled her eyes and quickly muttered a cleaning spell under her breath. The coffee stains on her shirt and skirt disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Amanda, think about it. I've known him since we were eleven years old," explained Lily before she took another sip of her coffee.

It was Amanda's turn to roll her eyes at Lily's lame excuse.

"So Miss Evans, are you telling me that when you look at James Potter, you see him when he was eleven?" asked Amanda with a raised eyebrow, clearly not believing a word of what Lily was saying.

"I'm just really stressed out now. Last night, I hardly got any sleep whatsoever. It was…him," whispered Lily, her green eyes clouded with worry.

There was a hint of fear and Amanda almost instantly softened her expression of disbelief.

"I'm sorry, you do have a point about that. So it hasn't stopped yet?" She asked hopefully, her voice as low as Lily's.

"No, it's been coming every single day now, for a week," replied Lily, staring at her fingers in front of her.

"What about the visits?" urged Amanda quietly.

Lily simply nodded. She heard Amanda swear under her breath and couldn't help but smile sadly. It was nice to see the caring side of her friend but there more than once there was times that Lily regretted telling Amanda anything. The thought of getting her friend in danger because of her made Lily feel guilty. The idea of having a stalker who was sending her love notes was really started to affect Lily and Lily didn't want her friend to join in the problem.

"Hello ladies, ever so sorry Lily but Amanda here is mine for the rest of the afternoon," said a sarcastic voice in front of them and the two immediately looked up.

Standing in front of the two women was Peter Haufman, arms crossed over his chest, an annoyed and impatient look on his face. Occasionally, he would have to push the glasses that were always falling down his nose. Lily and Amanda blankly stared at him.

"What?" asked Amanda after a long silence.

Peter muttered something under his breath.

"Don't tell me that I'm interrupting something," said Peter harshly.

"Why don't you just tell us why you're here, O Great And Mighty One?" snapped Amanda angrily.

"Because I've been calling you over and over again for the last three minutes!" cried Peter.

Lily hid her smile as she began to shuffle the pages sitting on the desk in front of her, beside her half filled mug of steaming coffee. The two would be arguing for some more, Lily was certain of it. Ever since Amanda had accidentally broken one of Peter's rare collections of some rare object found only in South America, the two have been arguing every time they saw each other.

They act like teenagers, she thought, finding the very thought comical.

"Lily, seriously you cannot be depressed about your partner. I forbid it. Jus look at who I'm stuck with," said Amanda rather harshly, jabbing her thumb at the angry Peter.

"Oh thanks Amanda," said Lily, not quite feeling sorry for her friend.

She stood up from her chair and picked her mug of coffee with her. Her emerald green eyes tiredly searched for her new partner, which she finally found winking at her.

Oh great, can't wait for this, thought Lily sarcastically.

"Go get him tiger," cheered Amanda and slapped Lily heartedly on the back. Lily spilled her coffee once more, staining her white shirt.

"Thanks Amanda," said Lily between clenched teeth, sending Amanda a death glare.

Many eyes stayed too long on Lily's shirt (most of them obviously men) while Lily furiously muttered the cleaning spell she was getting so accustomed to.

I'm not taking this with me anymore, thought Lily as she placed her mug of coffee on a table.

Pulling a chair so that was Lily was facing him; she waited him to say something. But he stared back, not blinking once.

"So…" said Lily, trying to make conversation. Her tactic of making James talk failed as he continued to stare.

Lily fidgeted in her chair, feeling suddenly uncomfortably. She looked around, hoping to find something interesting to look at than James. Yet, getting bored of staring at the Spell tape for quite some time, Lily quickly glanced at James, hoping that he too was looking somewhere else. Instead, she was staring into his piercing gaze.

"Do I have something on my face?" blurted Lily heatedly, feeling seriously annoyed.

"No, why?" asked James surprised, finally speaking.

"If there is nothing on my face, stop staring at me," snapped Lily, frowning at him.

"Sorry," apologized James, giving Lily a crooked smile that oddly made butterflies in Lily's stomach.

What the hell? I can't like Potter. That's just gross, thought Lily.

"So, when do I come over?" asked James, that same crooked smile in place.

Why is my heart racing? Stupid thing, thought Lily.

"What are you talking about?" she asked confused.

"We've got orders to stay together so we can work more as a team. So can I bring my stuff sometimes this week?" said James.

Lily went deathly pale.

This can't be happening to me. Not now. Not now, panicked Lily silently, her eyes wide with fear.

"Don't worry Lily, I won't bring my pet dragon," joked James lightly as he quickly grabbed Lily's purse by her side.

He reached in and grabbed a piece of paper, not noticing writing on the other side.

"I'll just write my address and all that boring stuff here," explained James but stopped.

He waved a hand in front of Lily's face, his smile quickly fading.

"Lily, are you alright? You look really pale," noted James in concern.

Lily's eyes fell to the paper and as quick as lightning, grabbed the piece of paper. She folded until it was smaller than her thumb, her face turning red.

I can't let him see this. What would he think? She thought. She put the piece of paper back in her purse and forced a fake smile on her face, giving some lame excuse for her actions.

James nodded thoughtfully but continued to talk. But Lily drowned his talk as she thought about the piece of paper that was almost revealed.

In fancy writing, it read:

Dear Lily,

I haven't heard from you. Why aren't you answering my letters? You know that I have a horrible temper. You shouldn't make me wait for so long or else I'll get worried. You're not seeing another guy, are you? Because you know you're mine. Yes, you do know. You know that I'll kill any guy that touches you. Because you're my sweetheart, you're my soul mate. So don't do anything stupid. I'm watching you.

Love,

You-Know-Who

It took a few seconds for Lily to realize that James was shaking her.

"What? What?" she said suddenly, as though she came out of a daze.

"Lily, are you sure you're alright? You were shaking and everything and it looked like you couldn't hear me," replied James, his strong arms steadying her.

"I'm fine, I think I had too much coffee," answered Lily, giving a weak laugh. But James' worried expression only deepened.

"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked again, his hazel eyes searching hers, as though trying to find something.

I never noticed how beautiful his eyes are, thought Lily as she stared back. Until she realized what she just thought.

"I'm fine…I'm fine," she stuttered and stood up. She walked out of the room and into the girls bathroom. It wasn't until the door was closed that Lily sighed.

"I can't let Potter come to my house. What am I going to do now?" she asked her tired reflection. She swore under her breath and splashed her face with water.

The idea of seeing James dead on the ground, a pool of blood around him popped in her head.

She stared back at her reflection.

"Guess I'll just have to be a bitch to him," she said and walk out of the bathroom, a strong gleam in her eyes.

End of chapter 1!!!

(Author's Note: So…how was it? I've had this saved on my computer for so long and I just wanted to post it. This is one of my more serious James/Lily fanfics and I had a lot of fun writing this. Might take a while to update because I'm still not done my exams unfortunately.

Blue sapphire lady)