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A/N: Yey the first chapter! Thanks for all the nice reviews, it really warms my heart! I really hope you enjoy this. I'm also very sorry that it's taken so long to publish, but I've been on vacation to the US and I've had a lot of school. Anyway, here it is, enjoy! xx

Chapter 1: After Party

The next morning, Lily woke up early. Her head was pounding and her stomach twisting, but she didn't throw up, which she was grateful for when she looked back at that morning later in life. At first, she didn't feel the arm that was thrown around her torso, but as soon as she moved, she felt it. Her eyes widened as she looked down and saw it. 'Who's arm is this?' she thought to herself, carefully turning around so she wouldn't wake the person laying behind her.

She had to bite her lip hard in order to not let out a gasp. It was James Potter's arm that was thrown around her. His eyes were closed and his messy hair was even messier, Lily guessed he looked like that every morning.

Lily couldn't help but to glance down his body, noticing his bare, muscular chest. She couldn't lie, she enjoyed what she saw, but she couldn't stay here. Her head was beginning to clear, which brought back bits from the night before. Not everything, but bits. Sirius offering her a drink, dancing a slow dance with James, a sloppy kiss.

Carefully so she wouldn't wake James, Lily removed his arm from around her and crawled out of his bed. Quickly, she gathered her clothes that were tossed all around the room, and left. She went straight to her bathroom that was just up the stairs from James's dorm. As she went, she felt more and more sick, so when she arrived at the bathroom, she threw herself over the toilet and emptied her stomach. She coughed and dragged herself into the shower. As she stood there, Lily remembered more and more details from the party. She'd enjoyed James kissing her, touching her, whispering nothings into her ear when they drifted off to sleep, his arm pulling her close to him. Even though they both had been drunk, his movements had been soft and loving, though sometimes rough. Lily noticed that her hips had a few bruises from where his hands had grabbed her.

She sighed and jumped out of the shower, quickly wrapping a towel around herself. Lily wasn't a fan of seeing herself naked, so as soon as she were out of the shower, she always got dressed as quickly as she could. With a non-verbal spell, she dried her hair and pulled it up in a bun. She liked wearing her hair up, it didn't fall in her eyes as easily then.

Lily's dorm was another few steps up the stairs, so she hurried out in just her towel and ran up to it, locking the door behind her. She always did this, James had started off seventh year with (according to him) accidentally walking in on her changing.

Thankfully, it was Sunday that day, so Lily didn't have to go to class. She dressed herself in her favourite Gryffindor skirt, a black tee shirt and knee height socks. The sun was shining brightly through the small windows, so Lily decided to go find Marlene and spend the day outside.

She grabbed her wand, put it in the small wand pocket on her skirt and opened the door and headed down the stairs. Just as she passed James's dorm, the door opened and almost knocked her over. Lily yelped, but remained standing.

James appeared out beside the door, his hazel brown eyes focusing on her through his glasses. "Oh, sorry Evans," he said groggily, "didn't see you coming."

"I noticed," Lily said, who had to use all her willpower not to look down his body. He was dressed in nothing but boxers, which made the whole thing a lot harder.

"Kind of weird to wake up without the girl you spent the night with," James said, a yawn escaping his lips.

Lily took a deep breath. "Well, waking up next to someone you didn't intend to spend the night with sort of scares you off."

James chuckled. "True." His eyes examined her quickly. "You look nice."

"Don't," Lily warned. "I don't want compliments from you."

"Then nothing new," James grinned, though his eyes showed some other emotion than the rest of his face – sadness, Lily realized.

"Exactly," she said, her eyebrows narrowing slightly. "Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to find my friend and spend the day with her." She made an attempt to pass him, but James grabbed her arm.

"Wait," he said. "We need to talk about last night, whether you like it or not."

Lily groaned. "There's nothing to talk about. Happened once, will never happen again." She didn't look in his eyes as she said it, instead she looked at his nose, which was slightly crooked from a fight he'd had with Lucius Malfoy last year. Lily remembered that fight. Somehow, they'd thrown their wands and began fighting muggle-style. Lily remembered that she'd been amazed that wizards actually did that. Before she came to her senses and took ten points from each of them, that is.

"Let me just remind you of one thing before you leave," James said, releasing his grip on her arm. "It was your idea to head back here."

Lily just looked at him for a few seconds before she left him there and ran – no, walked fast – out of the Head Common Room. James's voice echoed through her head as she made her way towards Gryffindor Tower. "Your idea, your idea, your idea..." How could she even have thought of something like that? You were drunk, she thought. Yes, but not that drunk, or? Lily kept arguing with herself as she approached the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Ah, miss Evans," she said – Lily got along very good with her, "good morning! Do you remember the password, or did that drink make your head entirely fuzzy?"

Lily frowned. "Of course I remember the password, it's Veelahair. And what do you mean by that?"

"I mean that I noticed you and mister Potter sneak out of the party yesterday, kissing. I thought you didn't like that boy."

"I didn't- I don't!" Lily said. "It was a mistake. We were both drunk, now I want you to let me in. Veelahair."

"Don't take it so personally," the Fat Lady snorted as the portrait swung open and Lily went inside.

There were clear signs of the party left, the elves hadn't been there to clean up yet. Lily made her way through the common room, stepping over people who'd fallen asleep on the floor, among them Sirius Black. Fortunately, her best friend had went up to her own bed, so Lily didn't have to shake her awake from the floor.

"Marlene! Wake up!" she hissed, shaking the short, blonde girl.

Marlene just groaned and pulled her blanket closer around her body. After a few more attempts, Lily realized that it was useless trying to wake her up, so she left Marlene sleeping and went outside by herself. Before she left the dorm room, she grabbed one of Marlene's books so she didn't have to go back to her own common room to grab one. She didn't want to run into James.

The sun wasn't that high yet, but it was hot outside and there was a slight wind, making the few loose strands of Lily's hair blow backwards when she came outside. It was a wonderful day, weatherwise. Lily made her way towards the lake, almost jumping with each step. The sunlight made her hair and eyes glow, which – at least to James Potter – made her even more beautiful.

James knew exactly where she was headed. To her favourite tree, to sit underneath it and read all day. How many times had he seen her there? He'd lost count. Padfoot had told him multiple times that he was creepy, sitting on the other side of the lake, looking at her. Maybe he was right, but James didn't care much. Lily was extremely oblivious to when people were watching her. Oblivious to when people liked her, too. That was a bit disappointing to James, since he'd tried so to show her that his feelings for her was real for as long as he could remember. She'd shut him down every time, thinking he was only playing with what he couldn't get.

"Thought I'd find you here," a familiar voice said, and James looked up, smiling at Remus.

"Hello Moony," he said. "What are you doing up this early?"

"There's only two days before the full moon, Prongs," Remus replied sadly. "You know I can't sleep then."

"Right. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. The real question is, what are you doing up?"

"Couldn't sleep much longer. My head still hurts, I'm a bit hangover."

"Ah, I see." Remus sat down next to James, and followed his gaze. "Are you watching her again?"

"I can't help it, Remus," James sighed. "You know I can't. Don't you see how extremely beautiful she looks?"

"You'd beat me up if I said yes, so I'll go with no. Or, of course I see that she looks pretty. But all girls look pretty."

"I suppose they do," James said, picking up a small stone and throwing it into the lake. "But they look even prettier when you've seen them undressed."

Remus choked the air he was breathing in. "What?"

"Lily and I had sex last night." James couldn't help but laugh at his friend's shocked expression.

"Are you serious? No offence, but was she out of her mind or something?"

"Drunk. We both were. But still, it was she who kissed me, she who suggested that we should head back to our dorm's. And when I woke up the this morning, she wasn't there. Almost threw the door in her face when I was heading to the bathroom. She said it'd never happen again. The way she looked at me Remus, it was like she saw something disgusting, hideous."

"It could've been because you almost threw the door in her face."

"No, it was because of last night. I shouldn't have asked her to dance with me."

Remus lay down on the ground, the sun showing off all the small scars on his face and throat. Most of them were from before fifth year, when James, Sirius and Peter finally had managed to transform themselves into animals to help him. "But she did dance with you, didn't she?"

"Yes, but she wasn't thinking straight."

"I saw her last night. She wasn't that drunk. She could've pushed you away, I saw her pushing away another boy just before I went up to our dorm. But she didn't push you away. She let you kiss her, she let you touch her. Ok, this sounds extremely wrong talking about, I'm going to stop now."

James laughed. "Yeah, but she was still drunk. She'd never done it if she was sober, and I'm not so sure if I had done it either."

"Face it, Prongs," Remus said. "You've gotten under her skin, whether she likes it or not. I told you that if you didn't give up, she'd finally give in. Didn't I?"

A/N: That's the end of chapter one! I wasn't supposed to write in James's P.O.V., it just sort of happened. Please leave a review if you liked this chapter so I know that you want more! xx