AN: I put little bits of a song in this but it's notI'm not basing the fic on the song, I just got inspiration from the song. Doesn't matter if you know the song, but if you want to, it's called Fireworks by the Plain White T's. Lyrics are in italics. They're not in order, just snippets here and there.
Fireworks
Rating: K+
We'll see fireworks tonight.
Twenty Minutes
Twenty minutes left of the year. Twenty minutes until there were chances for everyone to get a fresh start. 20 minutes and, it was said, the tone would be set for the rest of your life.
Unfortunately, the sort of tones James wanted were forbidden to him: Lily's soft tone of voice when she talked to him, the tone of her body...
'I will not think about Lily, Lily's body, Lily's voice... Lily's lips... Lily's hips...'
He shook himself as he continued to scan the common room. It was full to bursting with Gryffindor students, plus students from other houses that had been invited. The exception being the Slytherins, of course.
Fifteen Minutes
He spotted her across the room, talking to her friend Mary MacDonald. She gave him a quick little wave and he smiled at her as his insides squirmed.
So they were friends now. So she had stopped calling him 'Potter' and he had stopped calling her 'Evans'. She had also told him days before that she wanted them to stay friends, that she wanted him to promise not to try and make a move on her anymore... a promise that it had almost physically hurt him to make.
But getting that far, getting her to stop hating him, even that seemed like an accomplishment.
Or would to any sane person.
To James Potter it just wasn't enough.
But she meant more to him than that, more to him than his personal wants... needs.
Ten Minutes.
He settled himself on a couch and watched her, talking, laughing with her friends. Sirius came up and handed him a butterbeer.
"Cheers and cheer up mate, it's almost midnight."
He shrugged. "Big deal."
"Big deal? You've been talking about his moment for months!"
"That's when I thought that I would be kissing Lily and that supposedy that would mean something for the rest of the year..."
"And why can't that happen now."
"I promised Sirius."
"Promises are made to be broken, Prongs," he said, raising his bottle and setting off on his annual mission to find a new beautiful girl to kiss.
Five Minutes.
Made to be broken... isn't everything made to be broken?
Even if its not... everything gets broken sometime.
Four Minutes.
Hearts, lives, bodies, buildings...
Three Minutes.
Promises.
Two Minutes.
People were getting antsy, friends splitting up to pair off... he watched her scan the room and his heart thumped painfully against his chest. He imagined her finding some other guy, a git no doubt...
One Minute.
The Lily in his head was making out with some tall movie-star-handsom guy... who the hell was he to go make out with his girl?
His girl.
Like a posession.
She deserved better.
Forty Seconds.
She stood in the middle of the room, glancing around until her eyes fell on his. She held his gaze for only a few seconds before blushing and turning away...
He lept off the couch.
Screw promises.
Twenty Seconds.
He squeezed his way through the crowd, knocking over an eager third year and her half-full butterbeer bottle.
Ten Seconds.
People started to cheer and count.
Nine... the middle of the room seemed miles away... eight... the sea of people seemed to close in on him... seven... he barely noticed Sirius shooting him a quick knowing glance before turning to his pick of the night... six... damn first years, why did they have to get in the way? five... four... three... he lost his footing on a curled up rug... two... he grabbed her shoulder and she spun around...
"James..."
One.
He pressed his lips on hers before she could utter another word, held her close and savored the moment he had waited for for so long... the cheering seemed to be worlds away, the kissing couples didn't matter anymore...
He pulled back only when the cheering died down and the room merely buzzed with the sounds of people talking...
"I'm sorry, Lily, I..."
She put her finger on his lips, wound her fingers between his and led him to the window where the two watched enchanted fireworks shoot up over the grounds.
He squeezed her hand, and wondered if there was anything for him to say...
She smiled and the upturned corners of her mouth silently answered everything he wanted to know.
'Cause I know you know it can't get much better
Fireworks flyin' whenever we're together
I know you know that I know you love me
I just wanna feel you tonight
Making sure the moment's just right
I could die just staring in your eyes
I just wanna feel your heartbeat
Hold you even closer to me
We'll see fireworks tonight.
AN: Sorry it took so long to update. I've been working lots, plus school, so I haven't had time.
So so far, here are the tally's of peoples favorites:
Cherry Lipgloss: 5
10 Things: 3
Papercut: 2
Bubblegum:1
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Corridor: 1
Monopoly: 2
Distraction:1
Wall:1
More because I wanted to know how many people liked which ones than because I thought you'd want to know :P But incase you care, there's the numbers.
Thanks guys.