A/N: And this, children, is why you don't let other people rifle through your belongings. XP
Oh, and I made up that name... if it's a real novel, I definitely don't own it.
Prompt Seven: Secret
"Lily… what's this?" James asks apprehensively, holding out a book with a shirtless man and a rather saucy image of a woman on the front cover.
Lily turns as red as her hair, and makes a quick grab for the book. James, suddenly curios as to why Lily was so embarrassed, holds it up out of her reach.
"The Virgin's Lament," he reads loudly, and then looks at Lily with a raised eyebrow and a smug smirk. "Who knew that Lily Evans, Head Girl and resident prude, liked to read hot, steamy romance."
He shuts up when Lily smacks him with the book she stole back.
