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A pair of hazel eyes locked with soft, emeralds. The same green eyes met a second pair of grey ones. Each stood in silence taking in the scene around them. Lily tried to smile innocently. James was the first to speak.

"Lily, why exactly are you in our dorm?"

Lily stood mouth agape in the centre of the floor of the seventh year's boys' dormitory. And in front of her stood four boys, each wearing a different expression. Peter looked slightly fearful, as if the concept of a girl was foreign to him. Remus looked pensive, deep in thought, about what though Lily had no clue. Sirius wore a slight smirk, the one that so many girls swooned over. Yet James, James Lily could not pull her gaze away from. He seemed tense, confused and slightly worried.

Lily continued smiling sweetly whilst trying to form a panicky plan in her head. Her options were limited. Running was out of the question, because to do that she would have to divulge her way through the boys, leaving Alice and Rory stranded in foreign territory. Lily's hand was resting in her pocket, she could feels the uneven surface of her wand. She could hex them. However that may take some explaining later. There was always the 'look! A distraction', point and run tactic, however Lily wondered how far she could run before the boys saw through her evil, and incredibly witty plan.

So Lily did what came to her first. The tactic any girl in this position would try.

"Oh! James!" she adopted a sickening sweet voice, took on a slight pout, and fluttered her eyelashes at him. From behind the still bewildered James, Sirius' smirk grew. Lily bit down softly on her lip, all the while running a hand through her hair.

"Er,yes? Lily?" asked James, he seemed to be forcing out the words, eyes too busy watching the girl in front of him. Lily took a few slow steps toward James, never breaking eye contact. Sirius scoffed and made his way to a bed, throwing himself onto it, muttering something that distinctively sounded to Lily like "I may as well make myself comfortable". James turned to send a look to his best friend, Lily taking the opportunity of James turning around to also glare heavily at Sirius. He simply smirked back. James again brought his eyes to Lily. She was closer to him now; she could smell his familiar scent of soap and simply James-ey-ness, and feel slightly nervous at his proximity.

"I was looking for you James" Lily said the first thing that came to her head, and winked enticingly. Lily looked up and brought her hand to his face. She smiled, in what she desperately hoped, was a seductive way. She then let her hand fall to his shoulder and brought the other one to join it. Neither sets of eyes ever dropping, Lily mustered up any sort of hatred and pushed it away. She had to.

Leaning up slowly, she pushed her mouth onto his. Lily Evans had willingly (or so he thought) kissed James Potter, to which he responded happily. The kiss was slow and sweet. Sickeningly sweet in Lily's opinion. His lips were warm and soft against hers. She felt palms snake around her waist, pulling her in closer, lips never leaving her mouth.

After what Lily felt was much too long, James began to pull away. The marauders were still watching the entire scene unfold, both surprised and shocked.

So Lily pulled him in again, this time more forcefully and passionately. Avoiding recoiling in disgust, Lily deepened the kiss, forcing her tongue on him. Still against his mouth Lily forced out a slight moan. She heard one of the boys, which she assumed to be Remus, clear his throat. Right according to plan. Lily moaned again, this time loader. She heard a wolf-whistle, from who must have been Sirius. Unfortunately for Lily, her partner in crime was enjoying this also, his mouth travelling faster and more urgently. Lily had to admit, he certainly knew what he was doing. She immersed herself into the kiss. She tightened her grip around James' neck, running her hands dramatically through his hair. He responded by guiding her back towards the nearest object, a wall she assumed, she couldn't be sure. Lily wrapped her leg around James', making sure it was in clear sight of his friends. And much to her dismay, she couldn't help but enjoy him.

Another louder throat clear followed.

"We'll, uh, just be leaving you two" Remus awkwardly apologised, whilst Sirius shouted "Way to go, mate!"

Lily heard a creaking open of a door, alerting her that the marauders well letting themselves out. All according to plan. But this was where her planning and great improvisation stopped. James Potter may have been a great kisser, but Lily figured she shouldn't do more damage than necessary. As the door slammed shut Lily automatically stopped her lips from moving.

But James was still extremely close to her, with his arms wrapped around her waist. He also seemed to appreciate the idea of snogging, and was trying to gain a response out of her. Lily pulled away, and instead of wiping her mouth as she wished, she plastered a smile across her face.

"James" Lily sighed, making sure her voice sounded natural, low, attractive, and she was breathing onto his ear. Her breath was still hitching, and slightly uneven. James was grinning ear to ear. He rested his forehead against hers, his breath running across her cheek. He was close. Uncomfortably close.

Lily pulled away from him, forcing on a wide smile.

"So…That was nice" Lily exclaimed, with her voice a fake cheerfulness. Unsure of how to react in such a situation, Lily brought up her hand to stroke his cheek. But in a last minute change of heart she chose instead to pat him. Yes, Lily gave James an awkward pat on the shoulder and pulled away. He seemed slightly shocked to her sudden pulling away, but still seemingly ecstatic at even being touched by his Lily.

Classy, Lily, Classy, were the only thoughts in her head. Crap! Rory and Alice, the realisation that there were two girls still underneath beds was a slight cause of panic. So again she turned to James.

"Jaaaaameeeesy" Lily whined, accentuating every possible vowel, whilst donning another pout. James nodded slightly, breath still heavy. "I think I left my book in the 3rd corridor, and I don't want to go out." Lily tried to look pathetic and worried.

"Will you get it for me, please? Pumpkin?" James' eyes widened as her heard the last word, he winced slightly but still nodded. With a slight goodbye and quick peck on the cheek he pulled open the door and left.

Before Alice or Rory even emerged from beneath the beds, Lily heard abrupt and simultaneous laughter, even applause from Rory. Sliding out on her stomach Rory shook her head disbelievingly at the very confused red-head.

"Nicely done, my friend" Rory gave Lily a mocking pat on the shoulder.

Lily had been avoiding Rory and Alice's questions like the plague. After scurrying out the boys' dormitory, she had buried herself under layers of blankets and pretended to sleep. Hibernation was the answer.

But then it was morning.

Revealing a single green eye slowly, even behind the bed hangings she could see light streaming in.

Damn.

Lily pulled back the hangings, and realised with a glance at her alarm clock that it was still early. No one else in the room seemed to be awake. Lily took this opportunity to rush out of the room and out to breakfast.

Merlin or some power of above must have had it in for Lily, because reaching the great hall, seated at Gryffindor table was none other than James. Because of her fleet from her room, Lily was now making her way down to Gryffindor table with robes thrown over her pyjamas, with her auburn hair the very definition of 'flyaway'.

James was nonchalantly flicking through a newspaper with a steaming mug of coffee in his hands. He was of course, much to Lily's dismay, perfectly delectable in the morning. As always, the mop of black hair on his head was messy, but he somehow pulled it off. James readjusted his glasses before leaning in closer to read something in the paper. He was yet to notice Lily making her way toward him.

Beside him? Or Opposite him?

Lily finally chose to take a seat opposite James. Noticing her sit, he folded his paper and put it beside him, and grinned widely at her. The boy seemed purely ecstatic to see her. Lily tried to reciprocate such a reaction.

"Uh, hey Pot- James" Lily corrected herself grabbing a bagel viciously. James laughed as he greeted her.

"Hey, love," James replied. He was watching her stab her food item repeatedly. "Not as good as choc-chip pancakes, aye?"

Lily smiled sweetly in response. James lifted his mug to take another sip

"Of course not…honey munchkin" James coughed into his drink, small amounts of coffee splashing over his plate. James tapped his wand against the table, muttering something indecipherable under his breath that Lily was sure wasn't a spell. She bit back a smile.

"So, what are you doing up so early?" Lily asked conversationally. Having returned to his breakfast of eggs, James swallowed a large mouthful to answer Lily.

"I like mornings" he replied brightly. The red-head sent him a look of mock shock, and mouthed 'the horror' across to him. James chuckled, again swallowing a mouthful, barely chewing. She smacked him lightly across the arm, to which he only rolled his eyes.

"Coming from the girl who looks to have it in for that bagel" James retorted. Lily followed his line of vision to the decapitated mess on her plate which was previously a breakfast food. She shrugged slightly.

"Mornings aren't so much my thing" said Lily, in a very matter-of-fact voice. James titled his head forward with a laugh, so much so that the wire-rimmed glasses propped on the bridge of his nose jerked forward every so slightly.

"Why are you here this morning then?" James asked, with a slight smile on his face. The smile something to do with the fact that Lily Evans, his Lily, was actually speaking to him. This however was subject to change.

Lily made an abrupt decision. It was time for a mood change in her opinion,

She pressed her mouth into a slight frown, deliberately catching James' eye then looking away with a pointed look of sadness crossing her features.

"Lily?" James leaned across the table and places his hand softly over hers. She snatched it away purposefully. She snapped her head up to James and faked a loud sob. With a slam of her cutlery Lily lifted herself to her feet.

"You don't even want me here, do you?" she pointed an accusing finger toward James. He flinched back slightly, eyes widening.

"No, Li–"

"I don't want to hear it! Potter!" Lily spat cutting him off. She pressed her eyes together tightly.

A tall figure could be seen running out of the great hall, a boy standing where she left, extremely concerned.

What he didn't know was that as soon as she reached the doors a large, manipulative smirk spread across her face. Right according to plan.

A/N: So who hasn't updated for like a year….sorry guys (if there actually anyone still reading this)