Chapter 2: The Couch
A/N: Yay!!! This is my favorite one! Got some Sirius in here, no FanFic would be complete without him!
Lily sat in shock.
She breathed in and out, trying to get it out of her system. It couldn't be. It was not possible. James Potter was not Head Boy. But… he had the badge. And Dumbledore had said it at the feast.
Oh-god-oh-god-oh-god.
Just as Lily started to get up, a hand forced her back onto the leathery chesterfield. Then Sirius Black (a.k.a. Padfoot, for some reason) jumped over the sofa and landed beside her.
"Black," she said smoothly, her voice laced with malice, sarcasm, and just a touch of mock politeness.
"Lily, Lily, from your tone it's almost like you aren't glad to see me," answered Sirius with a cheeky grin.
"Wow," replied Lily. "You actually do know something. And all that time in class you acted like an idiot…"
"Evans, that won't do, you're Head Girl now," Sirius sneered mockingly, a good imitation of Lucius Malfoy. "You wouldn't want me to report you to Dumbledore, now would you?"
"I'm shaking in my shoes, really," she shot back sarcastically.
"Meh… you are going to thank me after what I do for you…" he hinted. "Now, if you will excuse me, my fans are waiting."
"You know, Black, someday your head is going to explode from your inflated ego," Lily called over her shoulder.
She still couldn't believe it.
Lily's P.O.V.
A few days later, I was sitting on the couch again. It was midnight, and I'd been thinking about James a lot. He really was Head Boy, and he had been a good one, too. I always had hated James Potter, from the 1st day on the train when I slapped him. But, now… well, it was only a matter of time before he snapped, I thought decisively. I got up and went to bed.
The next night, I grabbed a cup of hot chocolate from the kitchens and went up to sit on the couch I usually sit on. But guess who was there!
"Potter," I snarled.
"Evans," He said nicely.
I set my glass down on the table. "Potter, I-" I took a step towards him and tripped over Sirius's foot. I went flying, screaming "BLACK, YOU LITTLE…" all the way down into James's arms.
"Well, well, looks like someone's finally fallen for me, eh Lils?" he grinned.
"Shut up, Potter I…"
I thought. I was being stupid. I had liked him since the beginning of 7th year. I was just to bone-headed to see it.
"Oh, what the hell," I said. And then I kissed him.
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