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Chapter 7: This Chappie Has No Name (how sad)
"Lily," he heard himself say, and he kissed her, forgetting about everything except the press of her hot mouth and her soft tongue against his. They were slow, hot, deep kisses that left him breathless and aching inside his trousers. Lily's heart was aching too, but in a wonderful estatic way. He began to kiss her neck, leaving soft butterfly kisses everywhere. She pulled him closer and moved her head back, giving him more than enough access to her lovely neck.
Slowly, he moved his mouth up her neck, along her jaw, and back up to her firery hot lips. Their kisses began to slow down and more mellow. James sucked her lower lip gently one last time and then pulled away, to see her face.
She giggled, keeping her hands around his neck.
"What's so funny?" James asked quietly.
"You, your incredible...I can't believe I made myself wait this long until I let myself kiss you..." A slight pink tinge appeared on her cheeks.
James smiled slightly, he couldn't believe it. He had just kissed the girl of his wildest dreams and she had liked it, no, she had loved it. He could do nothing but stare at her lusty eyes and smile.
Suddenly, Lily tugged gently on him, pulling him to the dance floor, where there was a slow song playing on the radio.
"Come on, lets dance..."
Dazed, he let her lead him to a spot on the floor. He wrapped his arms around her hips, while she put hers around his neck again. They swayed gently to the song playing on the wizarding radio. For a mintue or so, which seemed like eternity to James, they only looked at each other's eyes. Then Lily put her head against his shoulder and planted a small, but hot kiss on his neck. James grinned. They hardly moved around the floor, but they held onto each other and never loosend their grip. Lily would give James occasional kisses on the neck as he inhaled her scent on vanilla. After a while, she pulled back again.
"James..."
"Yeah?"
"Just wanted to make sure you were still there," Lily said. She had just wanted to make sure that this wasn't another one of her silly school-girl dreams.
"James," she whispered again.
"Yeah, Lily flower?"
"Kiss me again?" She asked.
"Of course."
He smiled and moved his mouth to hers. Their small and collected kisses tided them over for a mintue or so, until James broke away and said,
"Come with me."
"Where are we going?"
But he said nothing. Instead he pulled her up to the boys dorms, passed the snogging couples, and through the passage way into his head boy bedroom. He let her in and then shut the door behind him, making sure to lock it, it could not be re-opened from the other side, so no one would burst in on them.
"Alone at last, eh?" Lily said, smiling innocently.
"Just they way I wanted it," He responded pulling her back into his arms again. "So Amos is really gone?"
"Absolutly and completly gone. I couldn't stand him..."
"Why not," James asked her, he was praying she's say what she wanted him to say, which was of course that she was in love with him instead.
"I don't care for him," she said shrugging her shoulders.
"Oh," his voice held dissopoinment in it and he looked at the floor. She took hold of his chin and pulled his face back up to hers.
"I care for you...."
And this time, she didn't wait for him to kiss her, instead she smashed her own lips upon his. James almost stumbled back from his suprise and the force of her. After a second, James pushed her away.
"Did you mean that?"
"James, I wouldn't ha-"
"Did you, or are you just using me as your rebound board, because I'm not going to let you stand there and tease me like that. After I've waited this long......"
Lily looked like she could cry, but she lifted her chin up anyway.
"You think I'm lying to you?"
"No, I just...." James said quietly.
"What? You either do or you don't, James. Which is it?"
"I don't know! I mean, you walked into the Common Room tell me straight out that Amos is gone and then snog me? How should I react! All the other times we've kissed, you've gotten mad and not talked to me for weeks! I finally have you as a friend and I don't want to loose that, even if it's the only thing we'll ever be...friends I mean."
James, sat down onto his bed and put his face in his hands. He was right, Lily knew. All the other times they'd kissed she *had* gotten mad and not talked to him. She knew he was scared, because she was too. Lily bit her lip and slowly walked over to him and lifted his face up with her hands on either side of his face. Although his face was up, James refused to look at her, so instead he looked at her feet.
"James, look at me," she said, in an almost demanding way.
He looked up, like a puppy dog. Lily leaned down and kissed his forehead.
Softly, she said, "Does it look like I'm lying?"
James shook his head slowly, slightly unsure. Lily ran her fingers along his cheek and placed her lips against his, in a small kiss. Well, actually, a small kiss that turned into, well let's say, an extremly passionate kiss. James pulled her onto his lap, so she was straddeling him and continued to kiss her in an almost frantic way. He poked at her mouth with his tounge, begging for access, of course Lily gave it to him. Each thinking of how wonderous the other tasted. As James kissed her, Lily ran her fingers through his soft hair and James made small circles on her lower back with his fingers. She giggled softly and pushed against him. James kissed her harder keeping one hand on her back and tangled the other one in her lucious hair. Slowly he moved his mouth down and began devoring her neck. Lily laughed, making James fall back with her ontop of him. He pulled himself away from her neck and grinned at her.
"Remember what happened the last time we were in this position?"
Lily bit her lip, "Yeah."
"It's not going to happen again, right? Your not going to leave me again?"
He half smiled, but he almost looked scared. Lily bent her head down and kissed him softly. She pulled back and shook her head.
"No, it won't happen again."
"Good, because I think I might just die if you did!"
They laughed and once again, like before, rolled down the bed together. When they stopped, James, lovingly, tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and kissed her nose.
"I like being on top, gives me a feeling of dominance," James joked.
"Your such a guy," Lily remarked, then pushed him so she was ontop. "How do you feel now?"
James grinned hungrily, "Take me baby! I'm all yours!"
Lily rolled her eyes, but laughed all the same. She playfully punched his arm.
"Your such a prick."
"And you love me for it!"
Lily shrugged, "What's a girl to do?" She said softly and smiled.
James sighed and then kissed her softly again, his lips gently tugging on hers. Lily let her hands travel down his chest and lightly brushed him over his jeans. When he groaned, Lily giggled, biting his lip gently. James manuvered his mouth to her ear whispered into it.
"Your absolutly amazing."
Lily grinned, "Is that all I am, James? Just amazing?"
"Clever?" He said.
Lily sighed, "I must be really boring if that's all you can come up with..."
"Beautiful?" He offered.
"So I've been told," Lily replied.
"Let's see," He wondered aloud as he sucked on her ear gently and Lily felt her heart miss several beats, enjoying the new sensation.
"How about...a stunning, seductive, lucious, sex goddess?"
Lily giggled, "Much, *much* better."
"And what about me? What am I?" James asked, half jokingly.
"Every goddess needs her slave..." Lily said innoccently.
"Are you saying that I'm your slave?" James laughed.
"No," Lily said quietly, "I'm saying that you're the love of my life."
James took his mouth away from her ear, slightly suprised, and looked into her face.
"And you are mine," he said.
He kissed her forehead, rolled off of her, and then settled right up against her. He laid his arm onto her flat stomach and kissed her forehead again. Lily smiled.
"You just can't get enough, can you?"
"What?" James asked innocently, although his eyes twinkled.
"Kisses."
"What can I say," he shrugged, "You're delicious."
She laughed and turned on her side to face him.
"I think, this has been the first time that I've ever been able to kiss you and know for sure that there's nothing stopping me."
"You mean, like Amos?" Lily asked.
"Yeah, like Amos." James answered. He traced her jaw with his finger then moved it down her neck.
"Well, he's gone now...we have nothing to worry about."
"Nope," James said with a half smile playing on his lips. "Abosolutly nothing." And he kissed her nose. "Why the hell do we keep bringing up Amos?"
Lily laughed, "What can I say? He's just so damn popular! How can anyone not talk about him?"
James laughed along with Lily and pulled her even closer to him, if that was even possible. For a while they simply talked, snogged, talked, and snogged again. And they would've continued this pattern, if they hadn't begun to yawn so much. And so, they fell asleep in each other's arms, happy and content.
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James and Lily, the two had been together for a week and the whole school new already. The two didn't make a big deal about it, though, but when they got with each other alone in some random broom closet, they sure did. "Snogging again?" Sirius would ask them if they had suspiciously been gone somewhere. Lily had avoided Amos all week, but had caught glimpses of him at breakfast and in the hallways, he didn't look very happy.
But, after a while, things died down and no one really thought much of seeing Lily and James kissing each other under the large tree by the lake anymore and no one looked twice when they walked down the hallways, hand in hand.
Today, Lily and James were holding a prefect meeting, the topic, the December ball. Since it was mid-November, they had to start preparing.
Lily clapped her hands again.
"Good idea, Jimmy. So, next is the subject of a dress code. What do you guys think we should wear?" She selceted a raised hand.
"Well," the girl began, "why don't we wear dresses?"
"That is a possibility, but then the boys would have to wear tuxs and I'm not sure about that." She picked another person.
"I think we should just do the regular, dress robes."
Lily nodded, "That's what I think. We don't want to have to focus too much on what people are wearing so, yeah, we'll all just wear dress robes. Okay?"
The students nodded.
"Okay, so first off are the decorations, any ideas?" James asked his fellow students.
Immediatly a bunch of hands shot into the air. James pointed to a girl with long black hair,
"You, Claire, is it?" He asked the girl, who nodded.
"My idea is to have, like, thousands of icicles hanging all over and snow falling from the ceiling, but have it dissapere before it hits the ground so the floor isn't all, like, wet, you know?"
James nodded, "That's a cool idea, Claire. We might have a little trouble with the snow thing, but I'm sure we'll manage. Um, what about you, Josh?"
"I think that we should have lots of ice sculptures, that don't melt of course, and ,oh! We should definatly have flowers, maybe like white and silver, maybe even black with silver sparkled roses! I think that would be pretty neat since it is a celebration of winter."
This time, Lily nodded. "I really like you idea of the flowers, maybe not black with silver sparkles, but definatly white and silver! And the ice sculptures will be awesome too."
James clapped his hands together.
"Anyone else? Ah, yes, Meg. What's your idea?"
Meg Flanders flipped her long sheet of chestnut-brown hair and smiled at James sweetly. Lily narrowed her eyes, feeling a strong urge to punch her. Meg was a very pretty sixth year, who was not slutty, but extremly pretty and popular. She had always had a crush on James, but he had never gone out with her. And even though he and Lily were together, she was obviously still having a go at him. Meg had mysterious blue-grey eyes and long black eyelashes to frame them. Her curves were small, but she was skinny and her legs were long and tanned. There had always been an on-going rumor, that she stayed skinny, because she was bulimic.
"Well," Meg said, "I think that we should arrange all these lovely gardens and have sweet paths going through them, so that people can have a nice romantic stroll. And I think there should be tons of mistletoe. Do you like it?" She cooed.
James sighed, when would this girl stop flirting and leave him alone! All of a sudden he wanted to kiss Lily, badly. Lily, however, was glaring at Meg.
"Er, yeah. That's a good idea Meg. Thanks. So, who wants to be in charge of sending an owl to Broken Wands, they're an awesome band and I'd love to have them play."
Several students raised their hands and James selected two of them. Hurridly, he told them when their next meeting was and then shooed them out of the room. He noticed, Meg take longer than everyone else. As she left the room, she waved to him, smiled, and winked cutely and then swished out of the door. James breathed a sigh of relief, they were finally alone.
He turned around to look at Lily, who was stacking papers together. James walked around her and grabbed her around the waist from behind. Lily shrieked and giggled as James tickled her.
"Stop! Oh James, come on, Please stop!" She managed to say between laughs.
James stopped. Lily turned around and placed her hands around his neck. She grinned.
"We should really be working on the plans, you know," she informed him.
"Ugh, who cares. We have plenty of time!"
"Not really, James. It seems like a lot but sooner or later Christmas will be tomorrow and we won't have anything done! And it's a lot of respo-"
James rolled his eyes, but with a half smile on his face. He put his finger over her lips to tell her to hush. He bent his head down and placed his lips upon hers. James felt a huge weight come off of his chest and he sighed into her mouth. Lily's head was exploding, his tounge teased her mouth. He moved his hand down her face and down her neck, where his hands met with the buttons of her tight white blouse. Slowly he undid the buttons. Slowly, he cupped one breast in his hand, massaging it softly. Lily groaned, very softly, and pressed against him. She moved her mouth down his jaw and onto his neck, where she placed little butterfly kisses. James pulled her head back up and put his lips on hers again, her mouth was too delicious to let go. Slowly, their kisses became more soft and soon they pulled away. Lily leaned her head on James's chest, while he buried his in her soft hair.
"I've been waiting to do that the entire day."
"So, why didn't you?"
"In the middle of a meeting?"
Lily shrugged.
"Why not?"
James raised his eyebrows, "Because we'd get introuble?"
Lily laughed.
"Since when do you care about getting in trouble? From what I know, you absolutly *love* getting in trouble."
James "thought" a minute, "Hey, your right. I do."
Lily sighed.
"You really are a prick."
"So I've been told," he replied, laughing.
Lily stuck her tounge out at him. She pulled away and picked up her papers and swung her bag over her shoulder.
"Well, if that's the way you'r going to act," she said, sighing. Then, she turned on her heel and walked out of the room.
"Hey! Where do you think your going?" James shouted and bolted after her.
Lily was running down the completly vacant hall, laughing. James began chasing after her and soon enough, caught up with her. He snatched her around the waist and pulled her to the floor, while both of them laughed. Lily captured James's mouth in another kiss.
"Goodness! What on earth is going on here?"
The two students, startled, broke apart. Professor Mcgonagall stood over them, hands on hips. They stared at her dumbfounded.
"This is absolutly silly behavior! Goodness, what if there were children around? Please, dears, try to express your feelings in more private areas and not in the middle of the corridors!" She said sternly, although a faint smile played upon her lips. "Now, get to lunch, both of you!" And she contiued walking.
They watched her go, until she was out of site.
"Was it just me, or did Mcgonagall basically tell us that it was okay to snog."
"It wasn't you."
They looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
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Chapter 7: This Chappie Has No Name (how sad)
"Lily," he heard himself say, and he kissed her, forgetting about everything except the press of her hot mouth and her soft tongue against his. They were slow, hot, deep kisses that left him breathless and aching inside his trousers. Lily's heart was aching too, but in a wonderful estatic way. He began to kiss her neck, leaving soft butterfly kisses everywhere. She pulled him closer and moved her head back, giving him more than enough access to her lovely neck.
Slowly, he moved his mouth up her neck, along her jaw, and back up to her firery hot lips. Their kisses began to slow down and more mellow. James sucked her lower lip gently one last time and then pulled away, to see her face.
She giggled, keeping her hands around his neck.
"What's so funny?" James asked quietly.
"You, your incredible...I can't believe I made myself wait this long until I let myself kiss you..." A slight pink tinge appeared on her cheeks.
James smiled slightly, he couldn't believe it. He had just kissed the girl of his wildest dreams and she had liked it, no, she had loved it. He could do nothing but stare at her lusty eyes and smile.
Suddenly, Lily tugged gently on him, pulling him to the dance floor, where there was a slow song playing on the radio.
"Come on, lets dance..."
Dazed, he let her lead him to a spot on the floor. He wrapped his arms around her hips, while she put hers around his neck again. They swayed gently to the song playing on the wizarding radio. For a mintue or so, which seemed like eternity to James, they only looked at each other's eyes. Then Lily put her head against his shoulder and planted a small, but hot kiss on his neck. James grinned. They hardly moved around the floor, but they held onto each other and never loosend their grip. Lily would give James occasional kisses on the neck as he inhaled her scent on vanilla. After a while, she pulled back again.
"James..."
"Yeah?"
"Just wanted to make sure you were still there," Lily said. She had just wanted to make sure that this wasn't another one of her silly school-girl dreams.
"James," she whispered again.
"Yeah, Lily flower?"
"Kiss me again?" She asked.
"Of course."
He smiled and moved his mouth to hers. Their small and collected kisses tided them over for a mintue or so, until James broke away and said,
"Come with me."
"Where are we going?"
But he said nothing. Instead he pulled her up to the boys dorms, passed the snogging couples, and through the passage way into his head boy bedroom. He let her in and then shut the door behind him, making sure to lock it, it could not be re-opened from the other side, so no one would burst in on them.
"Alone at last, eh?" Lily said, smiling innocently.
"Just they way I wanted it," He responded pulling her back into his arms again. "So Amos is really gone?"
"Absolutly and completly gone. I couldn't stand him..."
"Why not," James asked her, he was praying she's say what she wanted him to say, which was of course that she was in love with him instead.
"I don't care for him," she said shrugging her shoulders.
"Oh," his voice held dissopoinment in it and he looked at the floor. She took hold of his chin and pulled his face back up to hers.
"I care for you...."
And this time, she didn't wait for him to kiss her, instead she smashed her own lips upon his. James almost stumbled back from his suprise and the force of her. After a second, James pushed her away.
"Did you mean that?"
"James, I wouldn't ha-"
"Did you, or are you just using me as your rebound board, because I'm not going to let you stand there and tease me like that. After I've waited this long......"
Lily looked like she could cry, but she lifted her chin up anyway.
"You think I'm lying to you?"
"No, I just...." James said quietly.
"What? You either do or you don't, James. Which is it?"
"I don't know! I mean, you walked into the Common Room tell me straight out that Amos is gone and then snog me? How should I react! All the other times we've kissed, you've gotten mad and not talked to me for weeks! I finally have you as a friend and I don't want to loose that, even if it's the only thing we'll ever be...friends I mean."
James, sat down onto his bed and put his face in his hands. He was right, Lily knew. All the other times they'd kissed she *had* gotten mad and not talked to him. She knew he was scared, because she was too. Lily bit her lip and slowly walked over to him and lifted his face up with her hands on either side of his face. Although his face was up, James refused to look at her, so instead he looked at her feet.
"James, look at me," she said, in an almost demanding way.
He looked up, like a puppy dog. Lily leaned down and kissed his forehead.
Softly, she said, "Does it look like I'm lying?"
James shook his head slowly, slightly unsure. Lily ran her fingers along his cheek and placed her lips against his, in a small kiss. Well, actually, a small kiss that turned into, well let's say, an extremly passionate kiss. James pulled her onto his lap, so she was straddeling him and continued to kiss her in an almost frantic way. He poked at her mouth with his tounge, begging for access, of course Lily gave it to him. Each thinking of how wonderous the other tasted. As James kissed her, Lily ran her fingers through his soft hair and James made small circles on her lower back with his fingers. She giggled softly and pushed against him. James kissed her harder keeping one hand on her back and tangled the other one in her lucious hair. Slowly he moved his mouth down and began devoring her neck. Lily laughed, making James fall back with her ontop of him. He pulled himself away from her neck and grinned at her.
"Remember what happened the last time we were in this position?"
Lily bit her lip, "Yeah."
"It's not going to happen again, right? Your not going to leave me again?"
He half smiled, but he almost looked scared. Lily bent her head down and kissed him softly. She pulled back and shook her head.
"No, it won't happen again."
"Good, because I think I might just die if you did!"
They laughed and once again, like before, rolled down the bed together. When they stopped, James, lovingly, tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and kissed her nose.
"I like being on top, gives me a feeling of dominance," James joked.
"Your such a guy," Lily remarked, then pushed him so she was ontop. "How do you feel now?"
James grinned hungrily, "Take me baby! I'm all yours!"
Lily rolled her eyes, but laughed all the same. She playfully punched his arm.
"Your such a prick."
"And you love me for it!"
Lily shrugged, "What's a girl to do?" She said softly and smiled.
James sighed and then kissed her softly again, his lips gently tugging on hers. Lily let her hands travel down his chest and lightly brushed him over his jeans. When he groaned, Lily giggled, biting his lip gently. James manuvered his mouth to her ear whispered into it.
"Your absolutly amazing."
Lily grinned, "Is that all I am, James? Just amazing?"
"Clever?" He said.
Lily sighed, "I must be really boring if that's all you can come up with..."
"Beautiful?" He offered.
"So I've been told," Lily replied.
"Let's see," He wondered aloud as he sucked on her ear gently and Lily felt her heart miss several beats, enjoying the new sensation.
"How about...a stunning, seductive, lucious, sex goddess?"
Lily giggled, "Much, *much* better."
"And what about me? What am I?" James asked, half jokingly.
"Every goddess needs her slave..." Lily said innoccently.
"Are you saying that I'm your slave?" James laughed.
"No," Lily said quietly, "I'm saying that you're the love of my life."
James took his mouth away from her ear, slightly suprised, and looked into her face.
"And you are mine," he said.
He kissed her forehead, rolled off of her, and then settled right up against her. He laid his arm onto her flat stomach and kissed her forehead again. Lily smiled.
"You just can't get enough, can you?"
"What?" James asked innocently, although his eyes twinkled.
"Kisses."
"What can I say," he shrugged, "You're delicious."
She laughed and turned on her side to face him.
"I think, this has been the first time that I've ever been able to kiss you and know for sure that there's nothing stopping me."
"You mean, like Amos?" Lily asked.
"Yeah, like Amos." James answered. He traced her jaw with his finger then moved it down her neck.
"Well, he's gone now...we have nothing to worry about."
"Nope," James said with a half smile playing on his lips. "Abosolutly nothing." And he kissed her nose. "Why the hell do we keep bringing up Amos?"
Lily laughed, "What can I say? He's just so damn popular! How can anyone not talk about him?"
James laughed along with Lily and pulled her even closer to him, if that was even possible. For a while they simply talked, snogged, talked, and snogged again. And they would've continued this pattern, if they hadn't begun to yawn so much. And so, they fell asleep in each other's arms, happy and content.
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James and Lily, the two had been together for a week and the whole school new already. The two didn't make a big deal about it, though, but when they got with each other alone in some random broom closet, they sure did. "Snogging again?" Sirius would ask them if they had suspiciously been gone somewhere. Lily had avoided Amos all week, but had caught glimpses of him at breakfast and in the hallways, he didn't look very happy.
But, after a while, things died down and no one really thought much of seeing Lily and James kissing each other under the large tree by the lake anymore and no one looked twice when they walked down the hallways, hand in hand.
Today, Lily and James were holding a prefect meeting, the topic, the December ball. Since it was mid-November, they had to start preparing.
Lily clapped her hands again.
"Good idea, Jimmy. So, next is the subject of a dress code. What do you guys think we should wear?" She selceted a raised hand.
"Well," the girl began, "why don't we wear dresses?"
"That is a possibility, but then the boys would have to wear tuxs and I'm not sure about that." She picked another person.
"I think we should just do the regular, dress robes."
Lily nodded, "That's what I think. We don't want to have to focus too much on what people are wearing so, yeah, we'll all just wear dress robes. Okay?"
The students nodded.
"Okay, so first off are the decorations, any ideas?" James asked his fellow students.
Immediatly a bunch of hands shot into the air. James pointed to a girl with long black hair,
"You, Claire, is it?" He asked the girl, who nodded.
"My idea is to have, like, thousands of icicles hanging all over and snow falling from the ceiling, but have it dissapere before it hits the ground so the floor isn't all, like, wet, you know?"
James nodded, "That's a cool idea, Claire. We might have a little trouble with the snow thing, but I'm sure we'll manage. Um, what about you, Josh?"
"I think that we should have lots of ice sculptures, that don't melt of course, and ,oh! We should definatly have flowers, maybe like white and silver, maybe even black with silver sparkled roses! I think that would be pretty neat since it is a celebration of winter."
This time, Lily nodded. "I really like you idea of the flowers, maybe not black with silver sparkles, but definatly white and silver! And the ice sculptures will be awesome too."
James clapped his hands together.
"Anyone else? Ah, yes, Meg. What's your idea?"
Meg Flanders flipped her long sheet of chestnut-brown hair and smiled at James sweetly. Lily narrowed her eyes, feeling a strong urge to punch her. Meg was a very pretty sixth year, who was not slutty, but extremly pretty and popular. She had always had a crush on James, but he had never gone out with her. And even though he and Lily were together, she was obviously still having a go at him. Meg had mysterious blue-grey eyes and long black eyelashes to frame them. Her curves were small, but she was skinny and her legs were long and tanned. There had always been an on-going rumor, that she stayed skinny, because she was bulimic.
"Well," Meg said, "I think that we should arrange all these lovely gardens and have sweet paths going through them, so that people can have a nice romantic stroll. And I think there should be tons of mistletoe. Do you like it?" She cooed.
James sighed, when would this girl stop flirting and leave him alone! All of a sudden he wanted to kiss Lily, badly. Lily, however, was glaring at Meg.
"Er, yeah. That's a good idea Meg. Thanks. So, who wants to be in charge of sending an owl to Broken Wands, they're an awesome band and I'd love to have them play."
Several students raised their hands and James selected two of them. Hurridly, he told them when their next meeting was and then shooed them out of the room. He noticed, Meg take longer than everyone else. As she left the room, she waved to him, smiled, and winked cutely and then swished out of the door. James breathed a sigh of relief, they were finally alone.
He turned around to look at Lily, who was stacking papers together. James walked around her and grabbed her around the waist from behind. Lily shrieked and giggled as James tickled her.
"Stop! Oh James, come on, Please stop!" She managed to say between laughs.
James stopped. Lily turned around and placed her hands around his neck. She grinned.
"We should really be working on the plans, you know," she informed him.
"Ugh, who cares. We have plenty of time!"
"Not really, James. It seems like a lot but sooner or later Christmas will be tomorrow and we won't have anything done! And it's a lot of respo-"
James rolled his eyes, but with a half smile on his face. He put his finger over her lips to tell her to hush. He bent his head down and placed his lips upon hers. James felt a huge weight come off of his chest and he sighed into her mouth. Lily's head was exploding, his tounge teased her mouth. He moved his hand down her face and down her neck, where his hands met with the buttons of her tight white blouse. Slowly he undid the buttons. Slowly, he cupped one breast in his hand, massaging it softly. Lily groaned, very softly, and pressed against him. She moved her mouth down his jaw and onto his neck, where she placed little butterfly kisses. James pulled her head back up and put his lips on hers again, her mouth was too delicious to let go. Slowly, their kisses became more soft and soon they pulled away. Lily leaned her head on James's chest, while he buried his in her soft hair.
"I've been waiting to do that the entire day."
"So, why didn't you?"
"In the middle of a meeting?"
Lily shrugged.
"Why not?"
James raised his eyebrows, "Because we'd get introuble?"
Lily laughed.
"Since when do you care about getting in trouble? From what I know, you absolutly *love* getting in trouble."
James "thought" a minute, "Hey, your right. I do."
Lily sighed.
"You really are a prick."
"So I've been told," he replied, laughing.
Lily stuck her tounge out at him. She pulled away and picked up her papers and swung her bag over her shoulder.
"Well, if that's the way you'r going to act," she said, sighing. Then, she turned on her heel and walked out of the room.
"Hey! Where do you think your going?" James shouted and bolted after her.
Lily was running down the completly vacant hall, laughing. James began chasing after her and soon enough, caught up with her. He snatched her around the waist and pulled her to the floor, while both of them laughed. Lily captured James's mouth in another kiss.
"Goodness! What on earth is going on here?"
The two students, startled, broke apart. Professor Mcgonagall stood over them, hands on hips. They stared at her dumbfounded.
"This is absolutly silly behavior! Goodness, what if there were children around? Please, dears, try to express your feelings in more private areas and not in the middle of the corridors!" She said sternly, although a faint smile played upon her lips. "Now, get to lunch, both of you!" And she contiued walking.
They watched her go, until she was out of site.
"Was it just me, or did Mcgonagall basically tell us that it was okay to snog."
"It wasn't you."
They looked at each other and then burst out laughing.