A/N: Sorry people for the small chapter and the late update! Well, enjoy, I'll try and update as soon as can and don't worry the story shall pick up some pace. Meanwhile, can't remember if I've already said this but take a look at my other fanfiction 'To The Gates of Hell' – LJ of course it's a school story!! Anyway … moving on …

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Lily picked up her classy silver-backed brushed and began to brush her auburn hair. Her boarding school wouldn't start until January, so she had the rest of the last few days of October, followed another two months to get through. Lily set the brush back down on her polished mahogany dressing table and walked out onto her balcony. She leaned on the railing and looked out over the beautiful landscape, brooding over James.

His beautiful naturally tousled raven black hair, his deep, captivating hazel eyes, the way he talked, the way he walked … everything about him entranced her.

The sun was slowly setting, casting an inky glow over the sky; a soft lilac slowly blending into light, airy pink that gradually gave way to a spectacular pale yellow. She was filled with an immense, overwhelming feeling of happiness, which spread to the tips of her toes. All of a sudden she yelled, "Lily loves you, world!" laughing madly afterwards. She walked back into her room, and was sorting out all the stuff on her dressing table when she heard sounds on her balcony.

"Oof!"

"You just kicked my arse!"

"Alright mate, sorry. Just keep your trap shut! You're louder than a mad elephant. "

Lily tiptoed to the balcony, picking up her tennis racquet on the way.

"A mad elephant eh?! I'm gonna pound you until you resemble a pile of worm shit!"

"Worms' shit?"

"I couldn't care less whether they shit or don't, but you're gonna look so bad after I'm through with you, you'll look better than you do now…"

"Shutup you plonker! You're gonna mess everything up!"

"Hmph!"

Lily sprung into the doorway of the balcony, intending to catch the intruders off guard. But before she had even moved, a shadow fell over her and a cloaked, hooded figure kicked her racquet out of her hands faster than you could say 'Hah!' , another figure entered and quickly bound her up.

Lily struggled pointlessly and at one point even choked, but the one of the strangers whacked her on the back, so she couldn't even die quickly. The man who was now looking around the room looked back at her apprehensively. The other one shrugged and continued leafing through her magazines. They would probably rape her, or hang her up naked and play darts. Lily shivered. Why was her imagination so wild, she though to herself. Damn thing.

The man finished leafing through her magazine with a look of disgust on his face. "Man, you read a pile of crap!" He took off his hood and shook out his thick dark hair.

Lily noticed that he was extremely good-looking. He had olive skin and fine, chiselled features; big, heavy-lidded dark eyes, high clearly defined cheekbones, a firm jaw and a nicely shaped nose. His hair fell eloquently onto his forehead. Simply poetry in motion. Wow, I must really be loosing it to think things like that, Lily thought to herself.

The other man said, "We haven't got long. Let's go." He looked at her for a moment; although she couldn't see his face properly she could make out two dark pupils glaring at her. He turned away quickly.

The hooded man grabbed her and forced her down a rope. They then trekked through the estate woods until they came to a van, parked in a clearing. They quickly climbed into pulling her with them.

Everyone was waiting in the van.

"You guys are back! Thank God, I was so scared!" said Trina, relieved she kissed James gently on the cheek and hugged Sirius.

"Neat trick you two," said Troy, nodding towards the Realistic-but-not-real fires raging away.

Mike revved up and they roared away through the woods onto a road, putting as much distance as they could between them and the estate.

"Pretty girl ain't she?" said Nick, watching her closely. He leaned forward to touch her hair. Lily kicked out at him and caught him on the shin. "Little bitch," he spat. His hand flung out to slap her across the face. Lily clenched her jaw in anticipation for the blow … but it never came. She tentatively opened her eyes to find a chest shielding her. Despite the situation she couldn't help notice how it was very comfortable.

"Don't!" said a male voice threateningly.

"What?! I was-" started Nick.

"I don't care, but no hitting her alright?" commanded the man.

"Yeah," mumbled Nick.

The man stepped away from her and sat opposite her. The second she looked at him, her heart stopped beating. She knew that ruffled black hair. She knew those piercing hazel eyes. She knew him. He was James.

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Lily desperately tried to catch James's eye but he deliberately avoided her. She noticed that he'd grown his hair out. It was now longer than it had been when they were younger, his fringe brushed his eyebrows. He was very tall now, definitely over 6 ft. One thing hadn't changed about him were his eyes. His alluring hazel eyes.

Despite his bad boy image, in his eyes you could still see the real him.

The him she'd thought she'd lost.

But no. She hadn't.

Her James was still there.

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The van finally came to a stop and everyone got out. Lily was helped out by the very fit boy from before; his name was Kyle. Lily'd learnt all their names by now. The boy that had nearly hit her was Nick. The two boys at the front were Mike and Troy. There was another quieter boy who smiled at her and seemed nice called Jake. There were then there girls, Star, Lou and Trina. Trina seemed to get along very well with James noted Lily.

Lily was lead into a small building made from corrugated iron. It was hidden in the depths of some random alleyway and Lily would never have found the place on her own.

She was taken to a small sparse room with only a bed and a light in it.

"Dinner's in an hour … you'll eat with us," said Star before locking her in.

There was obviously no way out and it was quite clear by now that they weren't going to rape her or perform any odd sexual acts on her. Lily sat down on the lumpy, old, creaky bed and dug up a Minstrels packet form her pocket. She slowly ate one and put the packet back to conserve them.

Lily spent the next hour just aimlessly daydreaming and dozing.

"Dinner's ready," said a deep voice, startling her.

Lily looked up and saw James standing at the doorway. He gave her a piercing stare.

"James …" started Lily, jumping to her feet.

James turned away and left before she could say anything more. Lily kicked the bed in anger. Why wouldn't he talk to her? What the hell was going on? Lily marched out the room and joined everyone at a long crudely-mad table. As soon as she sat down, a deathly silence spread across the room that had just been full of laughter and chatter.

Lily forced down the food and left as quickly as she could.

However long she was gonna be here was gonna be a helluva long time.

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"Can I come in?" said a soft voice gently.

"Sure," replied Lily without looking up.

Jake walked in and sat down on the edge of her bed. "I'm sorry," he said after a while.

"It's not your fault is it now," laughed Lily dryly.

"I meant about James," said Jake without missing a beat.

Lily turned her head so fast she nearly fell off the bed.

"James told us a long time ago about everything … when I saw you I knew you were The Lily," continued Jake. He paused before saying, "Lily, you can't blame him for the way he feels now. He's been through so much."

Lily nodded sadly and said, "I just want to tell him I'm sorry … I really didn't know …" but before she could finish there was a distinct cough.

"Jake? What are you doing?" said James sharply.

"Just talking-"

"Well that's enough. I'll do that myself," cut in James stiffly.

Jake gave Lily a reassuring smile and said 'Goodnight' before leaving.

James shut the door after Jake and leaned against the wall, facing Lily.

They stayed like that in an awkward silence until Lily stood up and said, "So … what?"

James was caught off-guard by Lily's question and just blinked blankly.

"What did you want?" repeated Lily, her voice more bitter now.

James remained quiet.

Lily sighed, annoyed. "Well, if that's all you wanted to say Mr. Martin Luther-King, I want to sleep!"

James looked at her properly, for the first time since they'd kidnapped her. He suddenly took a few steps towards her. James froze in mid-stride and came to a stop. He gave her an odd look and walked back to the door. He opened it but stood in the doorway for a while.

"Goodnight Schm-," he started.

James had just been about to use her childhood nickname. He used to call her Schmoo and she used to call him Schmee.

"Goodnight," he repeated firmly. He left and locked the door.

Lily mused over what had just happened. She turned off the light and said, "'Night Schmee," before getting into bed.

James stood outside her room listening to her get into bed and heard her say 'Night Schmee.' He smiled and silently walked to the bedroom.

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