Disclaimer: Anyone you recognize is probably J.K. Rowling's creation. Anyone you don't recognize is probably mine, a.k.a. Adrianne Davenport and Theresa Huntwood, though they're not important yet... let's see how it goes.
A/N: Fluffy chapter! And hopefully the first of many...:) I'm a hopeless romantic, can you tell? A couple notes, just in case: Anything in italics are their thoughts, anything in bold is emphasized, and anywhere you see a row of ~~, the point of view changes.
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All day long, Lily and James looked forward to the tutoring session that evening. He looked at her from the back of the room during Transfiguration, and she watched him during Charms. Neither could concentrate during their classes, (to the frustration of their professors), and the day went slower than they would've liked. As the day wore on, time seemed to slow down more and more. Dinner took forever... finally, it was time.
James walked from his seat to the other end of the Gryffindor table, where Lily was sitting alone, nose buried in a book. He cleared his throat. "Hey, Lily? Ready to go?"
Lily looked up, reddening as she spoke. "Um, yeah, sure... I mean, okay." She gathered her books and got up, and they left the Great Hall.
They wandered the halls until they found an empty classroom. "This'll do," said James as they entered. "Ok, where should we begin?"
"Oh, I don't know," moaned Lily, "Anywhere and everywhere. I just don't get it!"
"Alright, don't get upset, let's start with something easy. Hmm... can we borrow your hair scrunchie? I'll turn it back when we're done." Lily took it out of her hair and handed it to him. 'Wow, her hair is long... and red!' "Ok, great. Why don't you try turning it into... a flower. Make it a lily." He winked at her.
Lily smiled weakly. She tried, several times, saying, "Scrunchimalilymus!" and flicking her wrist, but it didn't even move. Many, many times she tried, but in vain.
"Here, you're doing it wrong," said James. He moved behind her and reached around to take her wand-hand in his. "Mph, I can't see around your hair," he laughed. With his free hand, he brushed her hair over her opposite shoulder. "That's better. Now watch. Scrunchimalilymus!" he commanded with a flick of their wrists. In place of the scrunchie now lay a beautiful white lily. "See? It's not so hard," he said softly, putting his other arm around her waist.
Lily whirled around in his arms to face him, exclaiming, "I can't believe it! We did it!" Without warning, she jumped on him and wrapped him in a hug. Then, embarrassed at what she had done, she let go suddenly and quickly turned around, picking up the lily, her face matching her hair. "I mean, thanks."
James walked up behind her, put both arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. Looking at the lily in her hand, he whispered, "You know what? that lily's almost as pretty as this one... but not quite," he added, giving her a quick squeeze.
"I'm sorry, I got carried away," said Lily. There was a tremble in her voice, and her shoulders began to shake. 'Lily! Why are you crying? You look like an idiot, crying in front of him, stop it.' But though she tried to control her tears, they just kept slowly sliding down her cheeks.
"Hey, calm down," James said as he slowly turned her to face him. Her head was down and her red hair was covering her face. Gently, James brushed it behind her ear, and tilted her chin up. "Gosh, you're gorgeous," he breathed, his other arm around her waist as he pulled her closer to him. Lily brought her arms up and placed them around his neck. For a few seconds, they just looked into each other's eyes. But then, still seeing tears in her beautiful, green eyes, James leaned down and kissed her softly.
Lily felt an electric shock go through her body. The guy she had liked for almost seven years had just given her her first kiss! She kissed James back as he pulled her ever closer, until there seemed to be no room left between them. She melted into his arms, wishing it would never end. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless.
James smiled and said sheepishly, "Do you want to go out with me?"
Lily laughed, "What choice do I have? I just told you yes."
"Well," said James, putting his arm around her, "I think that's enough of a...er...lesson for tonight. We'd better get back to the tower."
She leaned her head on his shoulder, and they walked back. Once in the Common Room, he kissed her again, lightly; they said goodnight and went their separate ways. Both knew they were going to dream well. :)
A/N: Fluffy chapter! And hopefully the first of many...:) I'm a hopeless romantic, can you tell? A couple notes, just in case: Anything in italics are their thoughts, anything in bold is emphasized, and anywhere you see a row of ~~, the point of view changes.
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All day long, Lily and James looked forward to the tutoring session that evening. He looked at her from the back of the room during Transfiguration, and she watched him during Charms. Neither could concentrate during their classes, (to the frustration of their professors), and the day went slower than they would've liked. As the day wore on, time seemed to slow down more and more. Dinner took forever... finally, it was time.
James walked from his seat to the other end of the Gryffindor table, where Lily was sitting alone, nose buried in a book. He cleared his throat. "Hey, Lily? Ready to go?"
Lily looked up, reddening as she spoke. "Um, yeah, sure... I mean, okay." She gathered her books and got up, and they left the Great Hall.
They wandered the halls until they found an empty classroom. "This'll do," said James as they entered. "Ok, where should we begin?"
"Oh, I don't know," moaned Lily, "Anywhere and everywhere. I just don't get it!"
"Alright, don't get upset, let's start with something easy. Hmm... can we borrow your hair scrunchie? I'll turn it back when we're done." Lily took it out of her hair and handed it to him. 'Wow, her hair is long... and red!' "Ok, great. Why don't you try turning it into... a flower. Make it a lily." He winked at her.
Lily smiled weakly. She tried, several times, saying, "Scrunchimalilymus!" and flicking her wrist, but it didn't even move. Many, many times she tried, but in vain.
"Here, you're doing it wrong," said James. He moved behind her and reached around to take her wand-hand in his. "Mph, I can't see around your hair," he laughed. With his free hand, he brushed her hair over her opposite shoulder. "That's better. Now watch. Scrunchimalilymus!" he commanded with a flick of their wrists. In place of the scrunchie now lay a beautiful white lily. "See? It's not so hard," he said softly, putting his other arm around her waist.
Lily whirled around in his arms to face him, exclaiming, "I can't believe it! We did it!" Without warning, she jumped on him and wrapped him in a hug. Then, embarrassed at what she had done, she let go suddenly and quickly turned around, picking up the lily, her face matching her hair. "I mean, thanks."
James walked up behind her, put both arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. Looking at the lily in her hand, he whispered, "You know what? that lily's almost as pretty as this one... but not quite," he added, giving her a quick squeeze.
"I'm sorry, I got carried away," said Lily. There was a tremble in her voice, and her shoulders began to shake. 'Lily! Why are you crying? You look like an idiot, crying in front of him, stop it.' But though she tried to control her tears, they just kept slowly sliding down her cheeks.
"Hey, calm down," James said as he slowly turned her to face him. Her head was down and her red hair was covering her face. Gently, James brushed it behind her ear, and tilted her chin up. "Gosh, you're gorgeous," he breathed, his other arm around her waist as he pulled her closer to him. Lily brought her arms up and placed them around his neck. For a few seconds, they just looked into each other's eyes. But then, still seeing tears in her beautiful, green eyes, James leaned down and kissed her softly.
Lily felt an electric shock go through her body. The guy she had liked for almost seven years had just given her her first kiss! She kissed James back as he pulled her ever closer, until there seemed to be no room left between them. She melted into his arms, wishing it would never end. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless.
James smiled and said sheepishly, "Do you want to go out with me?"
Lily laughed, "What choice do I have? I just told you yes."
"Well," said James, putting his arm around her, "I think that's enough of a...er...lesson for tonight. We'd better get back to the tower."
She leaned her head on his shoulder, and they walked back. Once in the Common Room, he kissed her again, lightly; they said goodnight and went their separate ways. Both knew they were going to dream well. :)