A/N: Just thought I'd clear up a bit of confusion for 'manda panda' and any others- Lily, James, and the rest aren't in Hogwarts when this story takes place, in the first chapter I mentioned that they were playing in the woods behind Marlene's house, not the Forbidden Forest. I am well aware that nobody can apparate in and out of Hogwarts haha if I really had put that in a story Hermione would come for me! ;) So thank you for your nit picking, but it's not necessary this time :) I am glad you're enjoying this though! It means a lot.

Also, thank you to 'The DA is dressed to the nines' for the encouraging words! I was beginning to wonder if I should continue, but I definitely will now :)

On with the story!

"Wow." Was all she said. James looked at her, head tilted to the side, waiting for an explanation.

"It's just, well, much tidier than I expected." Lily said, an air of surprise in her voice. In fact, the room was just as she had expected, only tidier; The room was painted a light cream with red edging around the ceiling and carpet, with a large Gryffindor banner adorning one wall, photos stuck beneath it. His broom was propped up in the corner by his sloppily made bed. One wall had a dark, wooden wardrobe against it along with a set of drawers. James strode over to the drawers while Lily wandered to look at the mass of photos and other clippings stuck under the Gryffindor banner.

There were several of the four Marauders, more of just him and Sirius, a few of him and Remus, and less still of himself and Peter. There were also multiple pictures of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, some holding the cup, some just of them mucking around. There were a couple of his friends by themselves or with girls- mainly Sirius, again, but the pictures that really drew her attention were those of herself. There weren't that many, but enough to notice. There was one of her in first year, with her hair flying wildly out and seeming to yell at the camera- Lily remembered this, it was after James and Sirius had put a potion in her pumpkin juice that made it impossible for her hair to sit still and she had to go around the whole day with hair that kept rising straight up on her head and waving around, resembling a fire on top of her head. Lily had been so mad at the time, but looking at the photo, she could tell exactly why everyone had been laughing at her that day. Lily giggled softly at the image of her younger self shaking her fist at the camera, not noticing when James walked over to see what she was laughing at. When he did, he laughed nervously and ran his hand through his hair.

"Aw, Lily, you don't want to look at them…C'mon, just sit down and I'll find you something to wear." He tugged gently at her arm and Lily scoffed at him.

"Hah! And miss out on seeing all these great photos? I don't thinkso, Potter." Grinning cheekily at him, Lily turned back to the photographs on the wall. He groaned. If Lily didn't spot the photo of-

"What's this?" Lily asked softly, touching a fingertip to his favourite photo on the wall, one of him and Lily in the common room late at night, sitting close together and looking at a textbook.

In the photo, James seemed to say something, making Lily look up at him in surprise before smiling slightly and ducking her head back down to look at the book between them, the smile still on her face.

"Oh, um. Remus took it by accident," James explained, laughing quietly "He didn't realize that the camera had film in it and he was just clicking at everything around the common room being a bit of a dic- er, idiot. See, look at this one." James shifted a photo of Peter and Sirius aside to reveal a shot clearly taken by Remus, of Remus, pouting in a mock seductive manner before catching a glance of something or someone out of frame and bursting into laughter, throwing his head back. Lily giggled at the photo and James grinned at her.

"He'd probably kill me if he knew I had showed you," he confessed. "Whenever he comes over he tries to hide it behind other photos but it's my favourite one of him, so he knows not to destroy it. He just looks so… happy."

Lily smiled brightly. "Yes, it definitely does show him at his best, doesn't it" she said, straight faced. James rolled his eyes at her and then gripped her shoulders and steered her to his bed and forcing her to sit down on it. It was Lily who rolled her eyes next, grumbling about not being an inanimate object for him to push around. James just smirked and walked back over to his drawers before grabbing a pair of sweat pants and his old Quidditch shirt and tossing them to Lily. Try those on, I think those are probably the only clothes I own that would possibly fit you. Lily shook out the pants and stared at them.

"You really think these are going to fit me?" she asked incredulously. "They're huge!"

James gasped loudly and put a hand to his heart dramatically. "Are you calling me fat, Evans?" he cried.

Lily snorted. "C'mon," she whined, "look at them!"

James looked at them.

"Well, unless you want to wear no pants at all…"

"I'll wear them, I'll wear them!"

"Good."

A moment passed where James looked at her expectantly.

"Er, Potter, you know if I'm going to try these on, you need to leave?" Lily asked.

"Oh- right. Yes. Okay. I'm just going to talk to Sirius quickly, will you be okay on your own for about ten minutes? I swear, I'll be just in the other room if you need anything, and if nothing fits, just find something else, you can alw-"

He was cut off by Lily "-Yes James! I'll be fine, honestly!" She rolled her eyes at him to show just how capable she was and he laughed nervously, hand jumping into his hair again.

"You sure? 'Cause I can always just turn around so you're not alo- okay, okay I'm going!" James let himself be pushed out the door by Lily who leaned against it with a sigh once he was gone. This was the first time she had been alone since- well, The Incident, as she had taken to calling it in her head. Finding herself strangely touched by James's thoughtfulness and slightly panicky by being alone, she was almost tempted to take him up on his offer of him just turning around, but after catching sight of the Gryffindor banner, she steeled her resolve. She didn't need to rely on other people, especially not James Potter.

With that thought in mind, she promptly stripped her wet top off and subtly tried to squeeze any moisture out of her bra before deciding it was a lost cause- she'd never get it dry, and she didn't relish the prospect of talking to James's mother with two damp patches on her shirt. How undignified! Lily stood there for a bit, weighing the possibilities of what to do, before she came to the conclusion that she'd just have to go bra-less and hope nobody would notice. She sighed and began to reach behind her to un-clip it, when she heard a grunt and a crash come from behind her.

She shrieked and span around to face where the noise had came from.

"James!" She yelped, "Have you not heard of knocking?!"

"I did!" James protested, arms up as a sign of peace, "I just forgot to grab some clothes of my own so I knocked to come back in but you didn't answer and I got worried so I came in in case you had collapsed or something but you were fine so I just figured I'd quickly grab my stuff- I didn't expect you to start taking your bra off, honest! And can you please- I don't know- do something about that? You're getting me very er…distracted!"

Lily gasped and grabbed the shirt off his bed and held it up to her body, flushing as she realized what he meant by distracted. She couldn't help but look down and sure enough, his pants definitely looked…fuller than before. Her eyes jumped away, her heart skittering as she locked eyes with James. His eyes had gone dark and he stared at her in slight shock, not having recovered at all from seeing Lily Evans clad only in a lacy red bra and pants, and anyway, what did she think she was doing, squeezing herself? The rational part of his brain was telling him that her underclothes were probably just wet, but the hormone filled James told rational James to shut up. James took a step towards Lily, desire pumping through him, and to his surprise, she didn't move away. In fact, if anything, she seemed to be leaning towards him slightly. James didn't need anymore encouragement. He closed the gap between them in two swift steps and reached out an arm to pull her closer to him by her waist. His hand fitted perfectly in the curve of the small of her back and his other hand reached up to caress her cheek gently. Lily sighed softly, and inched her hands up to rest on his chest briefly before burying one hand in his hair and one hand at the back of his neck, pulling him ever so slightly closer to her. They were so close now that James could feel Lily's breath ghosting on his lips and Lily could feel James's firm chest against her. James moaned quietly as she shifted against him and Lily smiled slightly, tilting her head up a bit more, and just as James came closer, lips barely brushing against Lily's, the door slammed open to reveal a highly annoyed and oblivious Sirius who strode in demanding to know what was taking James so bloody long to grab a shirt and pants, before stopping dead in his tracks.

Lily and James leapt apart, Lily looking mortified, James looking mutinous.

"I-I need to, um-find clothes, er, yes. Clothes."Lily stuttered, realizing she was exposed to the whole room as the shirt she had been clutching to her body had fallen to the floor as she had wrapped her arms around James's neck. Oh Merlin. There were so many things wrong with that sentence.

She turned her back to James and Sirius, shoving her hands through her damp hair.

James swore softly and avoided Sirius's gaze boring holes in him.

"Lily? Er-"

"I need to get changed, James." Lily said, her voice strained. I'll get you when I'm done, 'kay?"

"Alright," James said softly. "And- Lily?"

Lily turned around to face him again, ignoring Sirius who was still standing at the door, still relatively shell-shocked despite trying to catch James's eye.

"I-" James started but Lily shook her head, eyes wide and frightened.

"Just- just go, James."

James looked at her for a moment, scrutinizing her face before nodding and leaving the room with Sirius behind him.

"Hey, at least you're on first name terms now!" She heard Sirius say brightly, before a definite growl came from James and then a thud of something heavy-perhaps Sirius's body-, being shoved into a wall.

Alone once again, Lily took a trembling breath in, touching her fingers to her lips as she realized what had almost happened. And what she had almost enjoyed. Marlene would love this one, Lily thought absently as she remembered the feel of James's hard, warm body pressed against hers as he held her tight against his chest and… Lily shook her head, trying to rid her mind of the thoughts plaguing her, and the butterflies dancing in her stomach. Now was not the time.

Now was the time to get dressed. Glancing around to make sure the room was definitely empty, Lily un-clipped her bra and kicked it away, much as she had done with her shoes earlier, before grabbing the shirt James had tossed her off the ground and shrugging it over her head. It settled at mid-thigh and the arms came a fair way past her hands. Bloody long sleeved Quidditch jerseys, she grumbled to herself, rolling them up to her wrists and then shoving them a bit higher. Right. Top half done. Now for the pants. Lily didn't even both trying on the sweat pants, knowing they would be far too large for her around the waist, even if she did pull in the drawstring. Lily crossed the room to the dresser and yanked open drawers until she came to the pants drawer. A quick look through told her that James had been right- the sweatpants had been the pants most likely to fit her- everything else was even bigger. Lily groaned. She couldn't go out in just her knickers! Especially after what had just happened. Even if the Quidditch jersey covered everything vital, Lily didn't feel comfortable talking to Mrs Potter in only a shirt that said 'POTTER' all over it- what would she think?!

Then Lily had an eureka moment.

She quickly opened the topmost drawer to find just what she wanted- James's underwear. Blushing slightly at what she was doing, Lily grabbed the first pair of boxers she found but a quick look at them told her they were still far too large. Lily tossed them behind her shoulder and dived down to the very bottom of the pile and found a pair that felt very promising. When she pulled them out, she wasn't disappointed- they would definitely fit her. The only thing wrong with them was the pattern. The main part of the silk was green, like her eyes, and they were patterned with, well, lilies. She really hoped they were a joke pair. Tossing those over her shoulder too, she rifled through the rest, occasionally pulling out a pair, but always discarding them like the others. She soon came to the realization that she really had no choice. She had to wear the lily boxers. Sighing deeply, Lily searched for the pair amongst the other clothes she had thrown to the ground. There was a wide range of both boxers and pants, and it took her a minute to locate the lily ones. Slipping off her army shorts, Lily thought about her underwear. It was still damp, but did she really want to risk wearing no knickers in front of James and Sirius? Lily decided she'd may as well risk it. She was a Gryffindor, after all. Lily peeled off her knickers and chucked them behind her before slipping on the silky boxers. Well, she decided, they felt nice against her skin, if nothing else. Now that she was dry and much warmer, Lily found herself in a much better mood. She was about to leave the room to fetch James, when she glanced behind her and saw the state it was in. Lily sighed. She supposed she ought to clean it up… but then again, it wasn't her room. Shrugging, she left the room and walked down the hallway, opening the door to Sirius's room confidently.

Only it wasn't Sirius's room. Blushing and stammering her apologies, Lily closed the door on what seemed to be a library cum study with a man who was immersed in his studies. Or had been, anyway. Although why you'd choose to have a study next to James Potter's room did not make sense in Lily's mind.

Retracing her steps along the corridor, she came to the door on the other side of James's room. This time, Lily knocked, having learnt her lesson, and waited for someone to invite her in. After getting the all clear, Lily cautiously opened the door, not wanting to intrude on another innocent scholar. But it was Sirius and James, both looking as though they had finished a very grim conversation- not exactly what she was expecting after having almost kissed James before. But then the other events of the day came back to her and she blew out a breath, feeling the foreboding feeling settle in her stomach again. It had disappeared before, but now it was back with a vengeance James looked at her in concern but she just smiled and joined the two of them on the bed, choosing to sit on the safe side- Sirius's side, as apposed to the side where a certain boy and his hormones sat. Sirius noticed this and smirked.

"Evans," he said slyly, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Lily snorted, and jabbed an elbow in his side.

"Ow!"

"James, are you ready to show me your kitchen?" Lily asked.

"Oh you want to see his kitchen do you?" Sirius grinned, winking at her.

James jumped up, making sure to wack Sirius on the head as he did so.

"Ow! Guys, be careful! I have delicate skin, it bruises easily!" He moaned. Both Lily and James rolled their eyes at this, then grinned at each other, before hurriedly looking away. Sirius snorted.

"I've just got to change quickly, and then we can go," James said, answering Lily's question. "I'll be right back."

A/N: As always, reviews are much appreciated!

-Sophia