(A/N) So, this is the third chappy! Hope it pleases, sorry if it's a bit short, it just (this is incredibly cliché) rolled from my head to the paper…just a pre-reading warning- This chapter is incredibly fluffy, just setting up a hatred foundation…and a little denial…
But read and review, I say!
With your arms wrapped safely around me, I can never be harmed.
You reach down and touch my cheek, tenderness glowing with your touch.
I bow my head towards your hand and feel you, the feel of your hand quietly brushing my cheek.
I can never be harmed.
In a flash of red terrible images surround me-dying children, crying mothers, disease… I break free-run to the edge of the cliff-I am ready to jump-your arms capture me-you lean me down. Your arm supports me, I lean, my arms trailing…I am in your arms again…we float to the orange sun, we are one.
We are a black silhouette as you lean me down once more…I trail my arms and close my eyes, just feeling the nearness of you.
Lily awakes with a start, drenched in cold sweat and recalling her dream vividly.
She had been dreaming about James Potter. No dirty dreams, not even a kiss.
But it disturbed her. Just being in James' arms, she had felt, safe, secure, protected…loved.
Never had she felt that way about anyone, anything, before.
She had been dreaming about James Potter.
James Potter.
The very same James Potter that she loathed to the depths of her heart-The very same James Potter that, on their first trip on the Hogwarts Express, had swapped her an empty Chocolate Frogs Wrapper (that she believed contained chocolate) for three Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans in turnip, pumpkin and vodka (that's what James had said that they were) knowing that she had never tried a chocolate frog- and would not be suspicious of the unusually light wrapper.
She had yelled out when she had opened the wrapper and found it to be empty, demanding a new frog, or, at the very least, her beans back- to which the loathsome boy had simply laughed and told her that her eyes sparkled when she was mad.
Lily had jumped to her feet, prodded his chest with her index finger, called him a "Dangerous Snide", "Untrustworthy Git" and "Devious Little Trickster"-and simply stormed out of the compartment.
Therefore, from their earliest experiences at Hogwarts, they had been sworn enemies.
Or at least, Lily had sworn this to James.
When Lily had left the compartment (so reported to Lily by Sirius), James had collapsed into his seat and declared that Lily was the only girl he would ever love (to this remark Lily had ordered Sirius to inform James that there was still his Great Aunt Millie) –and, from their third year onwards, not a day had passed when James had not invited her to Hogsmead, a romantic picnic beside the lake or, more desperately, a rendezvous in the Prefects' bathroom.
But Lily had now dreamt about James.
Dreamt about being in his arms, feeling the touch of his hand on her cheek.
Dreamt about being silhouettes on an orange sun.
In the dream, James was there to love, to help, to support her.
In the dream, she and James were one.
(A/N) Hope you liked it! Sorry, I forgot to thank the people that reviewed at my last chapter –so here goes!
Thank-You To:
AzureStar: Great that you like it!
Moony4Moony: Hehehehehe, glad you like the courtship line. There are more of those lines in chappys to come…! AWESOME that you like the fic so much!
Randomisation: I'll continue…!
Pinksparklez: Yeah, sorry about the length of this one, it just came out short, but the next chappys will definitely be longer!
Ummmmmmm: Yeah, there are a heap of loose ends. But the first chappy was set on them going into their fourth year, and the 2nd their fifth(prefect's letter).
This chappy was in their 5th year, too. The first chapter was unclear, sorry about that. But ask away!
Malfoyismyboo: Great that you like it, keep reviewing please!
MtOTHepowERoF2: smut rocks. Can't make the actual fic massively smutty, but I'm going to include something in future dreams. Which pairings do you like best? I'mm all for rl/sb, hp/dm, bl(b)/sb and other random pairings, and on a slightly more disturbing note, hagrid/pigwidgeon coughs (not seriously).
levotatingT: Hope this satisfies!
Hazelocean: Hope you like.
Unquisite: CASS! CASSIDY! Somebody I know! Tehehehe potty and weasel, couldn't resist! Anyway, review, even though you can just tell me what you think at school , reviewing ist sehr, sehr, mondo inpeturably great. Oh shite, evans is almost behind me, I'll have to go-but NUtella loves you!
Ay, on a last note, my chapters may become increasingly irregular.
The long and short is that my dear mother has refused to top up our internet time until she's overly satisfied with my grades, and since it's impossible to get to fic. net from school, I'm relying on the kindness of my good friend Onyx to update for me.
So it may take a while to collect all of the goodies!
Complicated, nay?
Fiddlidee, I say!
(I didn't intentionally make that rhyme, my mind works in strange and mysterious ways-and yes, to people that know me, in very sick ways, too.)