Disclaimer: I do not own James, Lily, or any other of the Harry Potter characters. They all belong to the wonderful author J.K. Rowling.

Lily sat at the Gryffindor table, eyes glazed over as she pretended to watch the Sorting Ceremony. Everyone was covered with voluminous robes, so it was pointless to try and check anyone out. Finally, the Sorting was over. Dumbledore stood up and silence fell over the room.

"At this time I would like to announce this year's Head Boy and Girl."

He cleared his throat and said, "This year's Head Boy is James Potter."

Applause rippled across the room. Dumbledore waited for it to stop before going on.

"And this year's Head Girl is Lily Evans."

Once more, applause sounded. They both rose to stand by their headmaster.

"Looks like you and I share a dorm this year, huh, Evans," said James nonchalantly, a handsome smirk twitching across his face.

Lily smiled seductively back. "Yep, better enjoy it while you can, Potter."

When the feast was over, Dumbledore led the new Head Boy and Girl through a portrait and down a hallway that even James had never seen before. They stopped at a statue of a rearing Pegasus with its wings spread.

"Now, you two, the password is Coca Cola for the portrait and Reese's Pieces for the statue. Good night, and do try to get some sleep." His blue eyes twinkled with merriment and he turned and left.

James and Lily looked at each other before turning towards the statue. "Reese's Pieces," said Lily. The statue bent its head down and folded its wings, revealing a small entrance. James motioned for Lily to go first, and they both ducked inside.

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The common room was identical to the Gryffindor common room, only smaller and newer looking. A fire burned cheerily in the fireplace. There were two sets of stairs, one leading up to a door that had Lily Evans engraved above it, and another that had James Potter engraved above it.

Lily went up to her room and gasped. It was the most beautiful room she'd ever seen. There was a king sized bed covered in red and gold sheets, with elegant silk curtains around it. There were plump scarlet pillows with gold edges and Lily sank into them with a sigh. She shrugged off her outer robes to reveal low-rise jeans and a white baby tee. From the bed, Lily surveyed the rest of the room. There was a mahogany desk and chair, with a small shelf on it with her books all lined up. There was a drawer for spare parchment, a drawer for spare quills, and a self-replenishing bottle of ink. Her clothes were either hanging in the wardrobe in the corner, or folded in the drawers beneath. There was a trunk at the end of her bed that held spare sheets and pillows. A nightstand held some of her personal belongings. A portrait of a phoenix led to the Gryffindor common room. There was a door leading to the bathroom.

James went up to his room and nodded appreciatively. A king sized bed sat in the center, with silk curtains hanging around it. The desk and wardrobe were made of mahogany. A small nightstand had some of his personal belongings on it. There was a portrait of a dragon that led to the Gryffindor common room. James pulled off his robes and tossed them carelessly onto the back of his chair. The robes arranged themselves to hang neatly on one corner of the back of the chair. He raised his eyebrows, impressed. Wearing baggy jeans and a black t-shirt, he headed towards the door that led to the bathroom.

Lily and James opened the doors at either end of the large bathroom at the same time. Not noticing each other at first, they gaped at the marvelous bathroom. There was a huge, pool-sized tub in the middle, with twice as many taps as the prefect bathtubs had. There were two showers, with glass doors that had charms on them so that you couldn't see through. There were two sinks, two toilets, and a urinal for James. Above the sinks were mirrors with small light bulbs that gave off a soft glow lining the top. Noticing each other at the same time, they started.

"How long have you been there?" asked Lily.

"Just as long as you have," replied James. He crossed his arms and leaned casually against the doorframe. Gods, she was hott. Good thing he was wearing loose pants, so his erection was partially hidden. Aah, why was she turning him on? He'd seen plenty of girls wearing a lot less than she was, even if she was prettier than all of them. He tried to get a grip on his emotions, but couldn't help checking her out. The jeans that she wore clung to her sensual hips and her long, lightly toned legs. The white shirt that she wore hugged her chest and plastered against her flat stomach. It hovered about an inch above the top of her jeans, giving James a glimpse at her milky white middle. Her auburn hair hung several inches past her shoulders, slightly wavy, but mostly straight. Her facial features were beautiful. The twin emerald orbs that she called eyes sparkled behind dark lashes. Her nose was delicate and her lips were full, soft, and kissable. Oh yes, he wanted her.

Lily eyed him carefully. He was wearing baggy jeans, but not overly exaggerated ones. His were only slightly baggy, and only showed a few inches of his navy boxers. His black shirt was loose and did not show off his chest, much to Lily's disappointment. His arms were well toned, but not bulky. The muscles were and lithe. His raven colored hair was messy, but in an appealing way. It looked soft and a few strands settled lightly over his piercing blue eyes. A strong masculine nose graced his features. His tempting lips curled into a slight smirk.

"Like what you see, Evans?" he said, moving towards her.

Walking towards him, she replied, "Oh yeah, baby. How bout you? Like what you see?" She reached him and locked her arms around his neck, as his arms went around her waist. She leaned back to look at him, resisting the urge to devour him.

"You're beautiful, Evans," he said.

"I think you're beautiful too, Potter," she said before leaning in and quickly pressing her lips against his before pulling away.

Catching on, James grinned. Tilting her chin up with one finger, he leaned in and kissed her back. He then moved his head to the back of her head, not letting her pull away this time.

Lily closed her eyes and let him kiss her. She felt his tongue sweep along her bottom lip. Willingly, she gave him access to the inside of her mouth. His tongue explored her mouth as hers did his. Damn he was a good kisser. Before he could pour more passion into the kiss, she twisted her head and moved away. "Oh my, look at the time," she said quickly. "Sorry, Potter, I have to go." Winking, she eased herself from his grip and walked away.

James grinned as he watched the seductive sway of her hips. He didn't mind her walking away in the middle of a snog like that, he had expected just as much. After all, she was Lily Evans the Temptress, wasn't she?