Prompt: James gets sick and has to be taken to St Mungos. Jily ensues.
James has been sick all week. It had started on Saturday after they'd played a five hour quidditch game in torrential rain and he'd been coughing and sneezing since. Pomfrey had given him several potions to try and remedy the situation but none of them had worked so he'd been sent off to St Mungo's to see if there's a more serious problem. Every day he'd spent in the hospital wing (Tuesday to Friday) Lily had been to see him, spending her evenings sitting at the end of her bed and doing her homework. She'd been bringing him some of the catch up work too but James had had a few objections to that.
Now it was Friday and Lily had found out at that lunch that her boyfriend of three months had been transported to St Mungo's that morning, whilst she was in Double Charms. After asking Madame Pomfrey if she could go see him she had then gone to McGonagall and finally been escorted to Dumbledore. An hour spent in his office had resulted in a portkey sending her straight to James' ward at St Mungo's.
"Lily!" James grins in surprise as he spots her walking toward him through the hospital beds, following a nurse who isn't wholly approving of the whole matter. "What are you doing here?" He asks as she reaches his bed and sits down on the rickety chair next to his head.
"Pleasure to see you too." Lily laughs, reaching out and pressing the back of her hand to his head to see if he's cooled down. He might have been boiling all week but James had said he hadn't actually felt warm at all. His forehead has cooled down now though and so Lily smiled, relief rushing through her.
"Oh, you know what I mean." He holds out is hand as the nurse walks off and she takes it.
"Well, I actually demanded to come and see you." The redhead looks down at her lap as she tells him what happened. "Had to go see Dumbledore and we had a bit of a debate and I, um, won." Lily looks up at him through her eyelashes and finds him grinning his head off, obviously holding back a laugh. Gently she flicks his side and he rolls his eyes.
"That's my girl."
"Shut up. I found out at lunch they'd brought you here and I just had to come, make sure you're alright. The boys don't know yet."
"They'll demand to see me too. Merlin, I love being popular." Lily raises her eyebrows in amusement but does't comment, aware that he's just being an arse. "So, do I get a kiss?" For the whole week Lily had been sneaking a quick peck on the corner of his lips when she arrived and when she left, when Pomfrey wasn't looking, and clearly she hadn't been the only one missing their proper kisses.
"I am not catching your infection."
"Aww, please, it's almost gone." He puckers his lips and Lily looks over her shoulder, hiding her smile.
"Fine but stop being a duck." Complying quickly James leans forwards and Lily leans down, pressing her lips gently against his and smiling at the familiar warmth and softness. A throat cleared behind them makes them jolt apart but they're both grinning quite goofily. James' grin widens when he spots the Marauders standing behind Lily.
"So you get sent off to St Mungo's, you don't tell us but you haul your girlfriend over… you need to sort out your priorities mate." Sirius smirks, walking up and lightly jumping onto the end of the bed. James moves his feet out of the way just in time.
"Watch it, Black." Lily laughs, squeezing James' hand as Peter and Remus walk over and lean against the end of the bed.
"You feeling better then?" Remus questions, trying to look at the clipboard on the railings.
"Much." James grins and pulls Lily in for another kiss.
"She'll be the one with the infection soon."
"Oh, shut up Black." Lily groans, taking a quick breath before again putting her lips against James'