Not a Chance
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Harry Potter, or any of the characters mentioned in this story, unless stated otherwise. Rated for some sexual content, violence and language. Any similarities to real life are purely coincidence and I will not be held responsible! Thanks!
WARNING: WILL CONTAIN SLASH (male on male)!! Ye be warned
Author's Note: hopefully there will be some non-crappiness for this bit, as I haven't really thought it out yet. Damn. Anyway, I forgot what I was going to say 'cause I've been making rope bracelets. (lawl) So I hope this doesn't suck, and let's just roll it.
Cheers.
P.S. – I remembered what I was going to say. There is still some Christmas in this, but…just ignore it. XD
P.P.S – OMG…my friend Jean is making me brownie-things… YAY!! I love her. She's the best. XD
P.P.S. – OMG ridiculous, I know, sorry, but I found a song with my name in it!!! AHH!! It's Allison by Permanent Me…yes…
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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: Happy New Year!!
It was December thirty-first, and Lily was just finishing up her packing when an owl had come for her from her parents. As James was saying, "Lily, I don't see how that would work love. You on top? The whole time?" "James, you cannot possibly being saying, this day in age, that you don't think I could do something like that," she chided as she opened the letter, and it read thus:
Dear Lily,
We hope you are having a good time at James'! I hope we will meet him soon. Your father and I are both doing well.
We hope it will not inconvenience you too much, but Petunia's invited us to stay with her and her fiancé (the big fellow we had to tea this summer) Vernon. It's been too long since we've seen you, I know, but they've been so busy, and as you're so comfortable there…
Well, if you really would prefer to stay, I'll post Petunia to see if she can come, all right? Then we could all spend Christmas together.
Hoping to hear form you soon dear! Your father tells me to send his love. Keep the owl at your end; we won't be able to take it with us.
Love Always,
Mum and Dad
P.S. – If you do come round, bring James in to meet us! I'm sure everyone would be thrilled to meet him…
Lily stared at it as James talked to her, his head turned, half-listening to something Tweaky was saying, not hearing him. She wanted to cry. She didn't believe Petunia would go so far as to try and do that. She had told Petunia she was going home at New Years… Did her own sister really hate her that much? She felt like crying.
"Lily? Lily, are you alright?" James asked, moving toward her, disregarding Tweaky, who squeaked louder at him.
She passed him the letter wordlessly. He scanned it.
"Lily? …You can stay here if you want."
She shook her head. She really wanted to go home. "I'll go back to Hogwarts. I have homework after all…"
"I'll come with you."
"James, you don't have-"
"I want to. Besides, two of my best mates are there. I'm going."
Lily smiled. She put her arms around him and pressed herself into him. "Thank you."
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"Jiggery-poker-y."
"That's not a word Padfoot, it doesn't count."
"Does so."
Remus sighed and snuggled into his shoulder more. They were sitting in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common-room, Sirius sitting with Remus' back to his chest, a leg on either side of him and Remus had half turned to face him, and now seemed much more concerned with peeking down his t-shirt.
They were discussing…well Remus wasn't really sure anymore. But if he could just see a nipple, that would be…
"Do you want me to just take it off?" asked Sirius mockingly.
"Will you be offended if I say yes?" Sirius laughed. "It's just…well, you're quite nice to look at…" He helped Sirius remove the offending clothing, caressing him once it was gone.
"Now you."
"No."
Sirius cocked an eyebrow. "Excuse me? Do I need to tie you up again?"
Lupin smirked. "Maybe. Or maybe you'll be the one tied up…" And by the glint in his eye, the shadow of the wolf, barely discernable, the other boy could tell that Remus was serious.
"Mmm…can we get started on that then?" he asked blithely. Remus laughed, back to just Remus, and snuggled into him.
"In a bit…" They were upstairs in less than ten minutes.
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James and Lily decided to leave sooner rather than later. As the Hogwarts Express wouldn't be able to bring them, they would Apparate to Hogsmeade, and then head up to school. Perhaps grab a drink…
By the time James had packed and Lily had pulled herself together. It was into the afternoon by the time they finally left, and evening before they left the Three Broomsticks.
With their luggage levitated before them, they trooped slowly into Hogwarts, up the stairs, and into the common-room.
"I'm ready for bed."
"Sleep bed, or 'bed' bed?"
Lily yawned. "Maybe a bit of both…where are we sleeping?"
"Your room. I don't want to walk in on Pads and Mooney, yet again. Really. It would not be the start to a happy new year."
Lily giggle, and she dragged James to her room, where the dormitory stood empty. (A/N: I know it's not canon, but…just ignore it. James can get up the stairs fine.) They undressed slowly, tongues delving and tasting, fingers caressing and stroking, clothes whispering to the floor in reckless fervor.
And as the clock above the Entrance Hall began to chime, ringing in the New Year, Lily felt James press his sweaty forehead into the crook of her neck, his seed bursting hot inside her, and let ecstasy and the devil consume her. "Happy New Year" James gasped, and Lily couldn't reply.
She didn't have to.
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Severus Snape stared into the fire of the Slytherin common-room. It was completely empty but for himself, the only remaining pupils of that House having gone up to the dormitories. Midnight had come and gone, and it was a new year.
Severus didn't feel the difference. He wondered absently, as he so often did, what Lily Evans was doing. Probably with Potter somewhere…he thought darkly.
He scowled and glared at the fire. If it weren't for Potter, Lily would be his. Of that he had little doubt. It was clear that he and Lily were much more compatible. They were both sensible, logical, levelheaded (except where Potter was concerned) people. They were both calculating of situations (making them excellent potioneers) and both caring about the underdog; Lily because it was her nature, Severus because he had become one.
He didn't make Lily scream in rage, didn't make her cry (except that one time…) and loved her. Potter didn't love her. Not like he did anyway…
The only difference was he was a Slytherin, and she was a Gryffindor. If they had been Sorted into the same house, if only, then maybe things would be different. He rubbed unconsciously at his left arm; it was burning and itching something…
He paused, looking down at his robe-covered sleeve. Surely it wasn't…how could he…?
The sleeve was ripped back, and there curled the Dark mark he had been branded with when he had sworn allegiance last summer to Lord Voldemort. Even though he was in love with Lily, knew he should devote himself to her, to things she believed in, he had gone against his better judgment and joined up. He pulled his sleeve back down.
The Dark Lord wouldn't call them, his faithful servants, to him now. Would he? And…how did one find Voldemort? Damn…
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Sirius lay, a still-trembling Mooney recovering from the frantic lovemaking they had just partaken in beside him, and stared up at the canopy of his bed. It hurt to breath he loved this boy so much. He looked at Remus, the werewolf's eyes cloudy with dampened lust. Fucking amazing they were too.
"Oh my Merlin, I need you."
"You've just had me…" panted Remus, grinning.
Sirius nuzzled into his neck, lips and tongue eliciting groans. "I know."
"Can I at least catch my breath Pads?"
Sirius pouted, but moved away. "Fine. Although I like you breathless much better."
Remus smiled. "I love you, you stupid git."
"Aww…I love you, you annoying know-it-all," Sirius replied. His fingers reached out and pushed hair from his eyes, trailing to trace a new scar over his chest. He frowned. "Does it hurt?"
"Not anymore."
"Would you lie to me if it did, to keep me from worrying?"
"Yes." Ah, the truth.
"So…does it? Truthfully."
"Not anymore." Remus smiled, rolling so he was flush against Padfoot. "But I don't want to talk about it anymore. In fact…" He kissed him. "I don't want to talk at all."
"Woo hoo!"
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"Black, please refrain from making declarations in my classroom," said McGonagall crisply on the first day of lessons for the new term in Transfiguration. Sirius was currently standing on his chair, declaring his undying love for Remus, and how he just wanted to shout it from the rooftops. Someone suggested he jump from the rooftops instead. Stupid Slytherins…
"But Minerva, why ever not? I love this boy, and I just…I want to shout it from the rooftops!"
James was laughing insanely, Peter looked uncomfortable, Sirius looked adoringly at Remus, and the werewolf had his head resolute covered by his hands, muttering an unending mantra of: "Sirius, shut up and sit, Sirius, shut up and sit…"
"Mr. Black, please be seated, or you will be sitting in detention for the next week. Alone."
Sirius sat. "Sorry Mooney, James made me."
"If he made you have sex with Snape, would you?" snapped Remus.
"Merlin, no. I'd just kill James. But as this wasn't quite as horrifying as shagging Snivellus, I think killing James would be a bit extreme. Besides, I love telling people about you…"
"I know, that's what I'm afraid of…"
They bickered light-heartedly all through class and into the lunch hour, causing Lily, who was already prepping for NEWTs, to glare at them, as she was looking over her Charms notes.
Sirius stuck his tongue out at her, and she decided she would like to study in peace, and so set off for the library. She usually went there while the boys had Divination or Arithmancy, and decided an extra half hour of studying would be welcome. She made to sit down at her usual table, the one she occupied every Tuesday, and found it occupied.
And as she stared down at the (she hated to say it, but it was true) greasy long hair that hung, slightly unkempt around a pallid face and prominent hooked nose, and then Severus Snape looked up, his black, black eyes looking right at her. "Lily."
"Hello." Well, if this wasn't awkward, she didn't know what was… "Er…" she shifted the sheaf of Charms notes to her other hand, then realizing she must look like an idiot, sat down.
"Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all," said Snape, slightly surprised. He glanced at her notes. "Studying for Charms then?"
Lily nodded. She spotted the textbook whose margins were filled with notes in tiny, cramped writing. "Working on Potions then?"
Severus nodded. "Catching up on overdue stuff from Christmas… I'm sorry, about…well…before. Honestly. I'm sorry for everything Lily," he said after a long pause.
Lily looked up from her work. Stared into the immeasurable depths of inky black eyes. It was rather hard to tell if he was lying or not with those eyes… She decided to trust him. "Thank you."
He smiled lightly, something she had almost never seen him do, and went back to his work. She tried not to smile herself. It was hard; she knew she should dislike this boy at least, for the things he had said and done to James and Remus and even Sirius (though Sirius would oft provoke him into saying these things) and Peter. They were her friends (James much more so) and it was not fair to them.
But she had liked Severus. As odd is it had seemed, she had genuinely gotten on fine with Severus, as they were much alike, and acquainted so long. She had…almost missed him. So yes, it was hard to smile, but in the end, she will out and just grinned. If that made her a bad person, so be it…
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Author's Note: oooh my goddess…what am I doing? I decided James and Lils were a little too copasetic…they need some drama… (hee, hee) …so yes. But, I am going to go make some more rope bracelets…so peace.
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Ahh ramble-age. Sorry. Cheers!!