A/N: And here it is! My favorite drabble that I've written thus far. I hope you all like it as much as I do! Enjoy! (:

Sparks Fly

Just like an animal intuitively knew when a storm was coming, the Gryffindor house members could easily tell when the Lily Evans volcano was about to blow. For that reason, the common room was totally deserted one Thursday night, save for a few brave Gryffindor souls.

Right on time, Lily came storming in through the portrait hole, followed by a fuming James Potter. Their friends looked up from their places on the couch, seemingly unsurprised.

"I think Evans is actually going to explode one of these days," Sirius whispered across the coffee table to the others.

"You complete ARSE, James Potter!"

Lily's best friend, Alice, nodded her agreement. "We constantly tell her she keeps too much bottled up. It's really not healthy," she said just as James dodged a well-aimed, flying Arithmancy book.

"Don't you think we should…intervene?" Remus asked tentatively. "I think I just saw sparks."

"That's just an effect of all the pent up sexual tension," Mary assured him with a casual wave of her hand.

Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Or flames coming from Lily's nose."


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