11. Shiver
Wednesday afternoon, Gryffindor Common Room
"Hey," says Lily to James. "What's up with Emmeline?"
James withdraws his lips from the line of her jaw, where he had been placing scattered kisses prior to her interruption. "Emmeline?" he asks. He's smiling, eyes bright and shining as they gaze contently into hers.
Ah, she could just melt into them. But no, not yet. Not until she's figured this out.
"Yeah," Lily frowns. She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes for a short moment. "She, uh, was acting really strange last night. All quiet and jumpy."
"What, did Sirius ask her out again?"
"No," says Lily, rolling her eyes.
"Then what?"
She stares straight back at him. "I told her about us."
James raises his eyebrows. "Us?" he echoes.
"Yes, us," repeats Lily impatiently.
Part of her is worried at the lack of enthusiasm on James' part. The other part just wants to just forget about it all and get back to snogging him. After all, since when do they get an entirely empty Gryffindor Common Room to themselves in the middle of the day?
"I don't know," says James thoughtfully. "Maybe she's just shocked about it. I mean, it's not just her – the whole school's surprised that it actually happened. And after seven years as well…" He absentmindedly massages a crook in her shoulder, and shivers go down Lily's spine.
Not shivers of the usual kind, they're James shivers. She even has a name for them now because she gets them so often.
It distracts her, so Lily sinks further into his lap, whispering, "Yeah, probably," and snuggles in deeper. She presses a firm kiss on the side of James' neck. It gives her just the reaction she likes – a short, sharp intake of breath, followed a very eager response.
Hello! I know, it's been a while since I updated on this, hasn't it? Well I hope that you all enjoyed that, and have a lovely, lovely day. :)
~ birchermuesli