(A/N- Here's the second chapter! Thanks to all who reviewed, favorited, and followed! I hope you like it!

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"I can't believe McGonagall gave me detention. Again," groaned Sirius.

"You keep setting off dung bombs during Transfiguration! What did you expect?" I tuned out the rest of what Remus said. My stomach was grumbling. I had to get some food in it. Grumble. As soon as possible. Making our way to the Great Hall, the Marauders and I didn't encounter any obstacle that would stand in the way of our dinner, but that didn't mean I didn't snap once or twice for them to hurry their lazy selves up! All I could think about the entire way was how fantastic it would be to take a savory bite of a treacle tart, my most favorite dessert. The house elves had been feeding my treacle tarts since I was a little tyke. I've eaten them every day since I've been to Hogwarts.

Reaching the Great Hall, we sauntered to the Gryffindor table in our usual way. Well, Sirius and I did. Remus and Peter just trampled in behind us with as much grace as a pair of hippogriffs. I saw many girls waving and winking at us from their seats, but one particular redhead didn't even bother looking up from her plate.

"Oi, Evans!" I shouted across the room. She lifted her head in surprise, but then her shocked expression morphed into one of annoyance. I quickly made my way into the seat beside Lily before any of the other Marauders could claim it. As I loaded up my plate, I felt Lily's stunning emerald eyes on the side of my head. Ignoring her look, I tucked into my dinner, and a quick glance around showed that the others had, too. I scooped food into my mouth without a pause. I didn't stop until I heard Lily let out a disgusted groan. I took a sip of pumpkin juice and wiped my mouth.

"Something the matter, Evans?" I asked innocently.

"You lot eat like a load of starved pigs." I watched as she wrinkled her nose in disgust and made that face of hers. She tended to make that face a lot around me. I know it was a look of revulsion, but on her, it was just too cute.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." I told her honestly.

"It's repulsive!" I smirked at her as she turned away to get dessert. As she filled her plate, I worked on finishing mine, listening to Sirius babble.

But something caught my eye. Lily leaned over Alice, a fellow Gryffindor, to grab a treacle tart. The last treacle tart on the plate. She sat down and began eating her pudding. I didn't even realize I was staring until she asked, "Can I help you, Potter?"

"Is there any more treacle tart?" I asked, trying to act indifferent. Lily looked around the table.

"No, I think I got the last one." My throat constricted. No, it couldn't be! There was always enough treacle tart! What would I do without it? My heart began to beat rapidly. Panic was stirring in my stomach. I needed that treacle tart. And I would get it.

"Are you going to eat that?" I asked abruptly. Confusion crossed her face. "The treacle tart." I looked up at her through my eyelashes, knowing that was a look that girls couldn't resist.

"Why?" Of course, only Lily could. I reckon that was why I was so infatuated with her in the first place. She was different from other girls. I realized that I hadn't answered her question.

"Because, well, if you're not going to eat it, I mean, I might as well just take it, because, um, you shouldn't waste food, after all?" It was a lame excuse, and I knew it. Awkwardly, I cleared my throat and scratched the untidy hair at the nape of my neck as I scanned her face. "Oh, well, I suppose you're right." She wouldn't meet my eyes. There was a period of silence while I waited for her to continue. When it was clear that she wasn't going to speak up, I broke the hush.

"So are you?" Raising an eyebrow, I took in her appearance. Her lovely red hair was flowing freely down her back. Her green eyes swirled with confusion. Her cheeks were a little flushed. Feeling uncomfortable, I focused my gaze on the treacle tart in her hand.

"Um…" She paused, almost hesitant to reply. As I stared at the tart, I silently urged her to get on with it. "Actually… I reckon…" My heart swelled. Yes! I inwardly celebrated. I would get my treacle tart after all! A little voice inside me gave a hoot!

"I'll eat it." The sounds of victory music stopped abruptly in my mind. What?

"I said, 'I'll eat it.'" Oops, I must have said that aloud. I couldn't breathe. I was stunned. Sirius let out his signature "bark" of a laugh, which broke me out of my trance.

"That was brilliant, Lily! You really had him going there!" Still, I was frozen. I watched, horrified as Lily brought the sweet closer to her mouth.

"Mhm. This smells heavenly." She said breathily before heaving a sigh. I gaped as she unhurriedly licked her lips. Suddenly, the tart didn't seem as magnificent as before. And I'm sure it had nothing to do with the beautiful witch in front of me.

"I can't wait to devour this yummy treacle tart!" My breath hitched, and it became hard to breathe. She closed her eyes and took a bite of the tart. I watched her soft pink lips close around it as she chewed. She moaned in delight after swallowing her first bite.

Something inside me snapped. I let go of all my self control and leaped at her. Knocking the treacle tart out of her hand, I took advantage of her shock to crush my lips to hers. I closed my eyes. This was bliss. All the times I allowed myself to dream of this happening could never match up. Lily and I fit together perfectly. I didn't want to stop.

When Lily put her hands on my shoulders and began to kiss me back, I knew I had to stop this before she ended up hating me. I pushed her away and dashed out of the Great Hall. I didn't stop running until I had reached our dormitory. Closing the curtains of my four-poster, I cast a Silencing Charm before letting out a roar of anger.

I had gone too far this time. Lily would never forgive me. I had wrecked any chance for us to be together.

I had ruined my own life.


There it was. I apologize if James seemed a little creepy, but he's not, James if he's not creepy! Just kidding. I love James just the way he is.

For anyone who's been reading Fleetingly Yours, I don't really feel like continuing. Everyone likes Draco, Ron doesn't even have a chance. If anyone still wants me to finish, drop me a review or PM me! Thanks!

And, of course, anyone who watched the Glee Project yesterday, Michael went home. I really died a little inside. Just like When Nellie left. Well, Lily went home, too, but I didn't really like her. To Michael- You are Perfect to me. (Haha, I doubt he would ever read this, but I'm just putting that out there!)

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