The snow seemed to melt away as fast as it came upon the grounds of Hogwarts, but it was replaced by the constant drizzle of icy rain. But this didn't stop Lily from spending time outside of the school. It was Tuesday afternoon and she had an off period for the rest of the school day. She was curled up under the big tree by the black lake that lay beside the school. She had conjured up a spell to keep a small area around her nice and dry so she could do her work without getting soaked. The rain calmed her down after her rather stressful morning. Teachers were piling on the work recently and she wasn't sure she would be able to handle all of her NEWT work.

A loud crash of lightening made Lily drop her quill and spill her ink across her finally finished Charms paper. She left out a soft scream from her throat and began to try and clean the ink from her paper. "Tergo!" The ink only spread more. "Tergo!" The ink spilled onto the grass. Lily threw up her hands in aggravation which caused her papers to fly in every which direction. She drew her hands to her face and shrieked into them. Another terrible thing to add onto her list of things that had gone wrong today.

"Don't worry I've got it." Lily raised her head to see the last person she would have expected to see picking up her flying papers. "Tergeo!" The ink disappeared from the paper and revealed an essay, unharmed. His glasses were foggy and had droplets of rain on them, along with his drenched school sweater and neck tie, which was thrown over his shoulder.

Lily grabbed the paper from the rather drenched, black haired boy and turned an even darker shade of red than she already was from the cold. "Thanks," she muttered as she shoved her papers into her bag. She rose to her feet and began to head back to the castle but James Potter did not give up that easily. The rain fell harder upon her for only a moment until she realized that James had cast an impervious spell upon her, keeping her dry from the rain. That's not the only spell he's casting upon me. OH SHUT UP LILY! Get a grip! He's James Potter!

He followed her all the way up Fat Lady's portrait and for a moment Lily thought he would attempt to follow her up to her dormitory, but when she turned around, he was gone.

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Remus and Sirius were not startled to see James' figure appear out of nowhere before them in the boys dormitory. He dropped his invisibility cloak to the floor and attempted to dry himself off.

"Stalking her again are you?" Sirius said as he flashed his friend a smile. He and Remus were playing a game of exploding snap before James had come into the room.

"Shuttup you stupid bastard," James laughed as he fell upon his bed. The smell of rain was still vibrant in his mind as James closed his eyes and made an effort to doze off while Remus and Sirius continued with their card game. Yet as one would think he did not succeed with the small bangs coming from the bed next to him. James sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"You never answered my question," Sirius continued to pry as a card exploded right after he placed it upon the bed.

"Wouldn't my cursing give away my answer?" James got up to put his cloak back into his trunk. Before he dropped the cloak in an idea sprang across his mind. He would be using the cloak again this evening after everyone went to sleep.

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James didn't leave the dormitory until he heard the usual snores come from each of the rooms' occupants. The fire in the common room was dim and gave James very little light to make his way across the room. Before he exited he threw on his cloak and made his way to his favorite spot in Hogwarts. When he came to the painting of a bowl, filled to the brim with rather delicious looking fruit, James held out his hand and gave the pear a rather tender tickle, which caused the painting to swing forward, allowing the boy access to the kitchen.

Only a few of the house elves lingered behind finishing up the cleaning from dinner, as well as doing some quick preparing for the mornings breakfast. James gave a rather stumpy elf that was passing by him a pat on the head and the elf gave a wave of greeting. James Potter frequented the school's kitchen, which was abundant in food and sweets, where he could get his fill whenever he wished. Thus began his tour across the kitchen and through the pantry, grabbing a very large glass of butter beer to accompany his plate covered in sweets.

As James made his way to the sofas that he and Remus had conjured on their trip to the kitchen he saw his usual spot was filled by someone. Almost choking on one of his cauldron cakes, James realized that the head of red hair could only belong to one person. "What are you doing here?" James questioned without realizing his rather coarse tone.

Lily whipped around at the sound of James' voice and shot from her seat. She dropped the glass of pumpkin juice that she was drinking and clumsily tried to clean it up. "Tergeo!" The pumpkin juice disappeared form the ground and Lily looked up to see James staring down at her with a smile on his face. "What are you staring at Potter?" Lily said, regaining some confidence.

"You," James replied, somewhat bluntly, before he mentally shot himself. Stupid git, what the fuck did you say that for?!

Lily's face grew rather red, and luckily James didn't see it since the kitchen fires were not up to their usual size. Lily refilled her glass with a pitcher that was on a table close by and then sat back down. Before James took a seat he placed his plate of sweets on the table, not without grabbing another cake. They sat in silence for quite some time, before James broke the awkward quiet. "Do you come to the kitchens often at this time of night?" James blurted out. So now you have resorted to terrible muggle pick up lines? Might as well ask if it hurt falling from heaven. Or one that would better suit my manners would be: Nice shoes, wanna fuck?

Lily drank another sip of her juice and licked her lips to remove a small amount that spilled from her cup. "Every now and then I suppose. Just a pleasant place to go to when I'm feeling rather strung out." Luckily she had not recognized the pick up line similarity and James relaxed a bit. "Would you like some?" He held his plate to Lily, and she took a few sweets, giving him a thank you along with as a smile.

At last the final elf had left the kitchen and the two students were left completely alone in the dimly lit kitchen. Lily wouldn't let herself be drawn into the moment though. "So what are you doing here?" she asked before she took a bite of a cauldron cake. James tried to regain his composure to give a decent response. He cleared his throat and replied, "It is the place where Remus, Sirius, Peter and I often come in the middle of the night, just whenever we can't sleep or such."

"So what are you doing here?"

James laughed and ran a hand through his messy hair. Lily secretly loved it when he did that. She felt a yawn coming on and succumbed to her drooping eyes by lying down upon the sofa. James himself was not the least bit tired. "Why else would I be here other than to stuff my face with Hogwart's delicious treats for a midnight snack!" James whispered, and he wasn't even sure why he whispered. Lily's head was only mere centimeters away from him and it took every ounce of his being to not take her head in her hands and kiss her.

"Well it looks like it is getting particularly late, and we should head off to bed," James said jumping onto his feet causing Lily almost fall off the couch. In seconds, James threw the remains of his plate in a trash bin, and pulled out his invisibility cloak.

"You have one?!" Lily found herself suddenly awakened at the sight of one of the greatest mysteries in the wizarding world. James stood still with his cloak in hands, as Lily came to his side and ran her fingers across the satiny fabric that glistened, even without any light source. It was now more than ever that James wanted to run from the kitchen that evening. He felt as if Lily knew what he felt and what was going on underneath his invisibility cloak. "Well," James faked a large yawn, " we should be off to bed. We have class tomorrow, and we wouldn't want to miss it now would we? Besides, how would it look if the head boy and girl were out late, and not patrolling the halls? " James quickly threw his cloak over himself and opened up the portrait to let himself into the hall.

"Goodnight James."

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