"She's brought me to my knees, like a man before a shrine, and all she does is laugh at my bruises."


"Alarte Ascendare!" Lily shouted, ducking around a flying spell.

"Protego!" James raised his wand just in time to deflect her spell. "Ooo, getting closer, Lils!"

"Densaugeo!" she screamed, running towards him. James deflected the spell easily.

"Seven Sickles on James," Sirius declared. James pumped a fist into the air.

"Make it ten, and you've got a deal," Remus shot back. He winked at Peter.

"Lily, please, this is just going to end in embarrassment," James pleaded.

"For you," she laughed, flipping her hair out of her face. "Langloc-"

"Protego."

"Locomot-"

"Progego."

"Obscur-"

"Protego. A+ for creativity, my lo-"

"Orchideous-"

"Expelliarmus!" Lily's wand flew into James hand. He grinned. "This means you're taking me out." He turned to his friends. "And Remus owes Sirius -"

"James -" Remus warned, and James turned just in time for Lily to punch him in the jaw. Sirius howled with laughter as James fell to the floor.

"No," Lily shot back. "This means you take me out."

James wiped the blood from his mouth. "Oww," he whined. Lily laughed and helped James up. "Do you see this? She laughs at my pain."

"It was just a love tap - you're such a baby," Lily grinned.

"Well it hurt, okay?"

"Okay. I want to go dancing," she said, walking away. "And Sirius owes Remus ten Sickles!"


For the Shippers Dictionary Competition and written thanks to the Prompts Galore Challenge!