Disclaimer – I own nothing in the Harry Potter universe, it all belongs to JKR.

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Rebound

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Chapter Thirteen

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Since the broom cupboard incident, Anderson and Jones seemed to be giving Lily a wide berth. However Lily had a feeling this was because she was constantly with James, who had developed a habit of pulling Lily into a rather passionate kiss whenever he sensed that either of the two where in eyesight.

James insisted this was just a distraction technique for the upcoming Quidditch game. He claimed that by kissing Lily whenever Anderson could see, he was keeping the Ravenclaw Quidditch captains mind as far from the game as he could. Lily thought this was a rather feeble excuse, but she didn't really mind being kissed, so her complaints were hardly genuine.

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The night before the match the two heads were patrolling the corridors. Lily was beginning to get rather annoyed at James. He was acting rather distracted and nervous, running his hand through his hair and biting his lip.

"Alright Potter, spit it out!" Lily announced. "What is up with you?"

"What? Oh... erm nothing." He replied ruffling his hair again.

"Really?" she said disbelievingly, "because you've been distracted for the last ten minutes at least! Come on, out with it!" she demanded, moving herself in front of him so that he couldn't go anywhere. "Well?" she said placing her hands on her hips.

"Ok," he replied, in a defeated tone. "I was just wondering if you would wearmyjumpertothematch?" he muttered.

"Come again?"

"I was wondering if you would wear my spare Quidditch jumper tomorrow, you know for the match." He looked at her nervously before quickly looking away; "I mean you don't have to but I was thinking it's what girlfriends usually do so..." he drifted off looking up sheepishly awaiting her answer.

She seemed to ponder her answer for a moment before breaking into a grin, "Of course!" she finally replied as if it was no big deal.

James let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding and grinned back at Lily, "Great!" he beamed.

There was something about that grin that made something flutter within her stomach. Weird.

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The next morning dawned bright and sunny, if not a bit cold.

"Perfect Quidditch weather!" James announced happily as he sat down next to Lily and wrapped his arm around her waist. "That looks good on you, you know." He said, nodding his head towards the scarlet and gold Quidditch shirt she was sporting.

"Helps it has your name written on the back, I bet!" Sirius called out from a few seats down.

"Well shows she has taste really if you ask me." He responded to his best friend. Sirius snorted into his cereal.

"I think it looks cute on you Lily." Alice added.

"Yeah and a certain Quidditch captain over there looks less than impressed." Mary added motioning in the direction of the Ravenclaw table.

"Perfect!" Lily said cheerfully, tucking back into her jam smothered toast.

James Potter had always been a show off. It was an undeniable fact. So looking back Lily realised she shouldn't have been surprised when he pulled her onto his broom in order to partake in his victory lap with him.

"James Potter you better put me down this instant!" She hissed at him as he flew passed the cheering Gryffindors.

"Oh come on Lily I'm just giving the crowd a little show. I promise I won't drop you." He whispered in her ear as he used the arm that was wrapped around her waist to pull her closer to him. "Plus if you really need motivation to let me do this, look over there at Anderson's face." He took his hand off the broom to gesture in Anderson's direction.

"Don't take your hand off the broom Potter!" Lily all but shrieked. However once James' hand had returned to the brooms handle she looked over to the direction he had been motioning too.

Lily wasn't sure if it was because his team had just suffered a humiliating defeat or the fact his ex-girlfriend who he had never managed to get within 10 foot of a broom was riding around the stadium clinging to his biggest rival, the fact remained that Terry Anderson was sporting a look that was becoming only to frequent on his face. A look of being royally pissed off!

A smirk worthy of James Potter broke onto Lily's face.

After about five victory laps of the Quidditch pitch James final pointed his broom towards the ground. They hadn't even landed when the mounds of Gryffindor supporter made their way over to bombard the winning team's captain.

"After party in the Head Dorms!" Lily heard Sirius yell over the mass of shouting and chatter. She rolled her eyes, typical.

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Somehow, despite having changed after the match, Lily found herself yet again wearing James' Quidditch jumper. The party was in full swing and the punch had most definitely been spiked. No prizes for guessing who! Lily thought as she looked over at a rather inebriated James Potter and Sirius Black.

"Lilykins! Hey Lilykins!" Sirius shouted at her, making his way through the crowd towards her. "You need a drink Lily dear!" He announced as he reached her, putting a half full cup into her hand. "Here drink this!" Before she could protest he was forcing her to drink the rather questionable concoction. He proceeded to drag her over to the drinks table and force even more down her.

"Having fun?" she heard someone asking. She spun around to face the speaker, almost falling over. "Whoa careful Lils!" It was James, "How much have you had to drink?"

"Like you can talk!" she replied, standing on tiptoes in an attempt to reach his height. "I saw you with that bottle of fire whiskey earlier. Come on hand it over!" she demanded, "Don't be selfish now Potter, sharing is caring!"

"I'll give you some if I get a kiss." He haggled.

"Ok," she said simply before reaching up and wrapping her arms around James' neck. He reacted instantly backing her against a nearby wall and attacking her lips.

"Oh gross! Get a room!" Lily heard a voice that sounded vaguely like Alice's, or was it Mary's? She wasn't entirely sure right now; it was all a bit blurry. What she did know was that she was rather enjoying kissing James Potter.

"Fine we will!" she announced stumbling towards her bedroom, dragging a rather shocked James Potter behind her. "We can have more fun in private anyway!" she said over her shoulder and slammed her door shut.

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Authors Note: I know this isn't my best chapter, however it is really just a link into the next part of the story. I hope you liked it all the same. Unfortunately all my essays are due in the next couple weeks and I also have some family commitments so I may be a while till I update again. Saying that I do love to procrastionate so you never know...

Thanks to Mi High Lover for beta reading this for me. Please review and tell me what you think, whether it's good or bad.

Thank you,

Sareface x

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