A/N: Hello world! I've been working all last week and on top of that I had no idea what to write! But I'm still around and I've started the next chapter for The Heir to a Dead Man's Empire and for Just Another Brick in the Wall and another Oliver and Katie one shot. Please be patient with me!
Chapter Twelve
November
James felt like he was on top of the world. In his arms was the most beautiful creature he ever had the pleasure to snog senseless. When they were together he felt like he was in heaven. He felt like he was the best possible person for Lily Evans. He would treat her like a queen. His queen. He would praise her like a deity. His goddess.
Sure they were in a broom closet and he had his hands on her bum. But none of that mattered. They were together and she was apparently happy enough with him to let him touch her. He did not have any clue why she was happy with him. They had gotten into their first fight as a couple that day.
Lily thought that James was not interested in her because he never touched her or kissed her or even hugged her in public. James thought that she did not like public displays of affections because she used to yell at him for screaming his undying love for her down the hall way. They made up pretty quickly. All James had to do to shut her up was kiss her in a public place.
So he hunted her down while she was doing rounds with Remus and snogged her in the hallway. Granted the hall was empty except for a very disturbed werewolf, but she forgave him nonetheless. After kissing heatedly in the hall they stumbled into a nearby broom closet and never gave it a second thought.
That is until they were interrupted. Luckily for them they were not interrupted by a teacher or even another student. They were caught by a Pagan.
"Excuse me, we were in the middle of something," Lily said harshly. James had come to realize that she did get a little testy when her snogging was put on hold.
"Apparently," Mathew said. He gave James a disgusted look and went on. "Juarbe would like to see you, James. Now."
"What for?" Lily demanded.
"I don't believe that it is any of your business, human."
"Matt," James said warningly. Mathew gave James a look of clear annoyance before turning back to Lily.
"Juarbe wants to talk to James about his test, Ms. Evans," he said softly.
"Tell Juarbe I'll be at his office in a few minutes. I'm going to walk my girlfriend back to her dorm." James grabbed Lily's hand and made his way down the hall.
James did not know why Mathew had responded to him like that. Sure he thought that Mathew had over stepped his bounds talking to Lily in that tone, but it did not make sense why he would change his entire demeanor because of one word from James. He had noticed it a little with some of the other Pagans. Though he did notice that his step sister never listened to him. Like she was of the same status as him, which, to be honest, made quite a bit of sense.
Unbeknownst to James he had stopped walking in the middle of the hallway. Lily stood next to him for a while, trying to figure out why he had stopped. She called his name a couple of times but got no response. So, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. James responded to that.
"Lily, we'll finish this tomorrow. I have to go talk to Juarbe," James said.
"I am well aware of that, James," Lily said.
"Then why've we stopped?"
"That's a good question, James. A very good question that only you have the answer to." She wrapped her arms around his waist and started kissing his jaw.
"Lily," James whined. "I have to go. Juarbe'll flip a shit if I don't." Lily sighed and pulled away from him.
"Well, are you going to walk me back to my dorm or are we going to stand here staring at each other all night?" she snapped.
"I could stare at you for an eternity," James said wistfully. Lily smiled and blushed, in the darkness of the hall James could hardly see it. But when he put his hand on her cheek his felt the heat there. "Come on, love, let's get you to bed."
"That could be taken in many very wrong ways, Mr. Potter." Lily grabbed James shirt and pulled him towards the Heads Dorms.
"I wouldn't dream of it."
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James hated when the people he most trusted in his life did not tell him the truth in its entirety. While he was not completely honest with himself, he did expect more of those people around him. When he was let down on that front, which was not often, (Sirius, Remus, and Peter knew better) he got very angry. James did not get angry very often, because he did not like what happened when he did.
The great anger made his body drip with power. Power so massive and uncontrollable it was almost palatable. Things broke, the building lurched, people were thrown off their feet when James got that mad. Only two things got James that mad, though. When people did not tell him the whole truth and when Snape called Lily's blood filthy. At that point in his life, everyone, even Snape, knew better than to do either of those things. Things that were strange, even for wizards, happened when you crossed James.
The eight people that James thought knew him better than anyone, apparently did not know better than to lull him into a false sense of security. The thought that perhaps he had been lied to, struck James as he descended upon Juarbe's room. The fact stood that Eric Juarbe did not talk to anyone about their tests. You got what you got and that is the end of that.
James' eyes narrowed at the door. He made sure that everyone in Jaurbe's class room knew he was not happy. He felt the prickling of extreme anger on his skin. Without much thought he flicked his wrist causing the door to slam open. Like a whispering in his mind the Pagan in him told him that he deserved better treatment. Told him that they should have treated him with more respect.
And then he walked into something hard.
"You are very powerful for one so young, James," Eric said. He stood at the front of the class room. "But that's just what you are. Young." James glared at the Faerie. "Now settle down, and sit down." James never really liked taking orders, but he knew that his will was no match for Eric's. So, to appease himself and the Faerie, he sat down. "It has come to my attention that you have fallen in love."
"With a human, no less," Matt snarled from the corner.
"What does her species matter?!" James roared. His power, still raw, spat out at Matt. The much weaker Keeper stumbled into the wall behind him when it hit him.
"James!" Eric brought James' attention back to him. "The facts are that you do not belong here."
"As I recall, it was not my choice to come here," James growled.
"How much do you recall?" Michael Otto said gently.
"What does that matter?" James snarled.
"We aren't trying to insult you, James," Remy said.
"We only want to help you, Jimmy," Jayme said, "and the fact stands that even if you do love her, you could never marry her." James furrowed his brow in confusion. The extreme of his anger clouded his memory.
"Why not?" he asked.
"James, we can not have this conversation until you remember everything," Eric said. "There is a good ten years of your life that you can not remember. Don't tell me that doesn't bother you."
James shook his head. "Ignorance is bliss," he whispered.
"Only if you don't know you're ignorant," Michael said.
"You know I'm not the only one here who is guilty of loving outside of their species," James said, defiantly. "Serena, where were today at lunch. I don't recall seeing you there. Or my best mate Sirius. Was that a coincidence, or were you snogging his tiny little brain out?"
"That's none of anyone's business," Serena said.
"Come on, Serena. You told me two weeks ago you were in love with him," Remy said.
"Oh, you bloody hypocrite! What about Remus?" Serena yelled at her friend.
"What about him? He won't come close enough to let me touch him with a ten foot lance!" Remy's voice rang the classroom into silence. She huffed and sat down. "What? Am I poison or something?"
"Remy, how many times do I have to tell you? He's a fool," James said. "You just need to prove to him that you're worth it."
"No," Mathew said. "She is a superior being to him. She should not have to prove anything to him."
"Matt, you have never had you're loved one refuse you. So, do not speak of what you do not know," James said.
"Don't feed me that crap, James. We are better than humans. Right down to our DNA. And there is nothing you can say to prove that otherwise." James stood up and walked towards the door.
"I want you back here tomorrow evening and by that time, I expect you to have remembered your life in it entirety," Eric said. James turned back to the front of the room.
"I am what I am!" he yelled with his arms spread wide. "I am in love with Lily Evans and there is nothing that will keep me from her. Nothing."
