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A/N: so, here is chapter two, all fresh of errors. Hope you like it!

Serindraxx

When I entered the apartment I share with Mary McDonald, I noticed something very intriguing about the place.

The furniture was bare of everything but the cushions, the lampshade was no longer on the lamp, and there were clothes hanging off of the coffee table.

I decided to investigate when I heard giggling coming from the bedroom. I wanted to open the door but afraid of what I would find.

When I opened the door…

I woke up, and found myself lying very undignified on my new-found desk. It had been four weeks since my very unfortunate meeting with Allison. I had just been dreaming of—oh you know what, I better not tell.

The sound of the phone jangling in my ear startled me. I picked it up to save what was left of my pride.

As I talked to one of the aurors working overtime while on a raid, my office door opened, very cautious-like, and a head poked in; a very messy-haired head.

I hung up the phone, and waited patiently as he stood there tongue-tied. Finally I couldn't stand it. "What?" I asked, keeping my voice level.

"I was just wondering…" James trailed off, apparently wondering how I would react to his question. When I didn't say anything, he rushed on. "I was just won-wondering if you had any plans tonight," he said, keeping his eyes on my face.

I continued to stare at him. His cheeks colored slightly, making him look like a hormone-struck schoolboy (which he reminded me of).

I fingered my chin reflectively, teasing him a little. "Do I have any plans?" I asked the calendar sitting before me.

The calendar just sat there, and it made me giggle that I would stoop that low.

James was still shuffling his feet, and making me very nervous besides. I looked up and answered, "How about I get back to you? I can call you tonight and let you know." I looked him up and down speculatively, still teasing the life out of him.

"S-sure," he stammered, and made me roll my eyes. I looked at him, and waited.

"Aren't we forgetting something?" I asked sweetly, using an expression of my mother's. He looked up, flushing a dark red as he grabbed a quill to give me his number.

"Thank you. Now I'm sure you have something else to be doing…" I trailed off suggestively. He got my drift and skedaddled.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Now I could finish what I was doing.

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I sat in the dining room, feeling slightly tipsy. The feeling was wonderful. I was practically floating on air.

I looked across the table, giggling inanely at something James was saying. He looked at me with concern. "Lils, are you feeling alright?" he asked, and made me giggle harder.

He frowned. "Lily, it's time you got home," he said, swiftly picking me up and leaving a tip at the same time.

I clung to him as he spun on the spot outside in an alley. I realized he had never been to my apartment and yet he seemed to know where to go.

As he set me down to open my door, I suddenly latched onto his arm. "You should really come in," I purred, not sure what the hell I was doing.

He looked at me, trying to discern my expression. "Lily, I can't. You're drunk as hell, and it would make me feel guilty in the morning," he said, trying to back away gracefully. Graceful went right out the window when he landed on top of me.

I could tell from his expression that that was something he did not want. I was lying flat on my back, with him on top of me. He was practically smothering me, but I didn't care. I could feel him and that was what mattered.

He looked at me, gallantry and lust warring in his hazel eyes. Suddenly he leaned down to kiss me, and I responded wholeheartedly. As he groaned, the sound reverberated against my chest and I wrapped my arms around his neck, to hold on.

He released me, making me groan in annoyance. As I looked up at him though, his hazel eyes were dark. He stood up and held a hand out to me, which I gratefully took. My back bumped into the door and I turned to open it.

When the door opened, I snapped on the hall light, knowing that Mary wasn't there. I turned back to James. I looked at him, feeling a blush rise in my cheeks.

I practically dragged him across the hall, because he seemed immobile. When I reached the door to my bedroom however he seemed to snap out of a trance.

He tried to use an excuse but I sidled up and placed my finger on his lips. "Just this once, James," I whispered, resting my head on his chest, which, surprisingly, I felt heaving like he had overexerted himself.

He seemed to come to a snap decision because he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. I kicked at the door, trying to get it to co-operate.

I finally gave up and turned around slightly so that I could get it. His lips had traveled from my forehead to my ears and then to my neck, touching nerve spots I hadn't even known existed.

I shivered, loving the feel of his lips on me, but not sure how long it would last.

As we entered the bedroom, I found myself yanking at his shirt, trying to get it loose. He had already done away with my blouse and bra, and was kissing me experimentally. He let me go long enough to get out of his shirt, and then we fell on to my bed, still kissing each other hotly.

I giggled suddenly, thinking about something that had happened to me long ago, and hadn't thought of since. Back when I was still at Hogwarts, I had had an experience such as this, but it hadn't been quite as randy.

James asked me what was funny in between kisses but I told him later. It hadn't involved him after all and I didn't want to lose what we had just found.

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I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache and a man lying in my bed. I groaned as last night's events rolled over in waves; James kissing me and loving me with all that he was worth; myself egging him on with my purring and sultry movement.

Maybe all the drinking I had done hadn't been the best idea.

James rolled over, thankfully still asleep, so I got out of bed to brush my teeth and get the awful taste out of my mouth.

Just as I got out of the shower, the smell of coffee entered my awareness. I really did need to get a pick-me-up.

As I clambered into my jeans, there was a soft knock on my door. I didn't want to answer it, because I was only half-dressed and I didn't want another episode of last night.

"Hold on," I muttered under my breath as I quickly pulled a fresh blouse over my head.

"Yes?" I asked, holding the door so that it was slightly ajar. A hand laden with coffee entered and I quickly took the cup.

"Well, if you're finished with the bathroom, I really need to shower," James said, making me blush as I remembered the sound of his voice whispering against my ear.

I opened the door wider and looked at James properly for the first time. His hair was even worse than normal, reminding me of how I scraped my hands through it in ecstasy, his eyes were sleepy and sexy to me.

I hugged the memory close, knowing I probably wouldn't get another chance for a morning-after like this.

"Be my guest," I answered and quickly shut the door.

A/N: okay, well I felt the ending had been rushed but one of favorite authors said she felt it was fine the way it was. Let me know what YOU think by pressing the little bluish-green button down below!

Serindraxx