A/N: Here we go. Chapter 3, obviously. The reason I'm not including Wormtail that much (he will appear periodically) is because I don't like him. (Good reason, huh?) I think he is slimey and ungrateful. But I also think he is a valuable character, so I won't cut him out completely. On with the story.
I paced back and forth, back and forth, outside the girls dormitory. I was nervous. I had never, ever been nervous to see James, and yet I was now. The kiss, the kiss! The words reverberated in my mind. I glanced down at my watch. 5:59. It was now or never, so I quietly went down the stairs before I lost the small amount of courage I had.
James was already there. He was watching the stairs, obviously he had been waiting for a while. Seeing me, he stood up and walked to the foot of the stairs, anxious. Unfortunatly, the common room wasn't empty, as I had been hoping.
James held his hand out to me. "Shall we take a walk?" he asked. I smiled and took his hand.
I asked him, "Why is everyone up so early? It's Saturday!"
James shrugged. "Anything to diminish our plans, Lily dearest."
I smiled. Outside, we walked around the grounds, hand in hand. "About last night," James started. "Yeah," I answered. "What was it, exactly?" The words came out harder than I had planned, and James's face fell.
"Wait, no, that's not what I meant! That sounded wrong! I meant, well, I like you James! I just want to know if you like me too," I said the last sentence quietly, looking down at my hand, clenched tightly inside James's.
He touched my cheek, and I looked at his face. The marauder's grin had returned, and his eyes had the look I loved so much. I longed to kiss him, I loved the way he kissed. I loved everything about him. I loved him.
"Lily, how could I not like you? I have loved you since the beginning, since that first day on the Hogwart's Express. Sirius and Remus were fawning over you like lovesick puppies, and I fell for you. I fell for your eyes, mostly. But then I got to know you, and I was so head-over-heels by then,
I couldn't say anything about it. I was too afraid of being crushed. And-" he was babbling, and I cut him off.
"You love me?" I asked softly, smiling.
"Wha? Did I say love? I only meant................ Yes, Lily, I love you! How could I not?"
I sat down in the grass overlooking the lake, pulling James with me. "Well, I guess it's a very good thing that you are so obviously in love with me," I said airily.
"Oh? And why, pray tell, might that be?" he asked, anticipating a joke.
I turned to him, quite serious. "Because I am ever so in love with you." With that I leaned over and kissed him.
We parted, and James looked around the grounds. "Do you suppose everyone saw that? We had better have another go, just in case they didn't, don't you think?"
I grinned and kissed him again, not so soft or sweet this time. I was so in love with him, and to think, he had loved me as long as he had known me! I hadn't loved him nearly as long, but I loved him as equally well, or better.
James looked at his watch. "Are you hungry?" he asked, pulling me to my feet. "We should get back to the castle, Sirius is probably telling people that we ran off to join the circus."
Back at the castle, James wasn't far from being right about Sirius. He was telling anyone that would listen that James and I had run off to raise a legion of undead armies capable of anything.
I sat down beside Lauren. "And where have we been?" she asked curiously.
Disclaimer: As always, only Lauren and the storyline belong to me. Everything else belongs to the fabulous JK Rowling.
I paced back and forth, back and forth, outside the girls dormitory. I was nervous. I had never, ever been nervous to see James, and yet I was now. The kiss, the kiss! The words reverberated in my mind. I glanced down at my watch. 5:59. It was now or never, so I quietly went down the stairs before I lost the small amount of courage I had.
James was already there. He was watching the stairs, obviously he had been waiting for a while. Seeing me, he stood up and walked to the foot of the stairs, anxious. Unfortunatly, the common room wasn't empty, as I had been hoping.
James held his hand out to me. "Shall we take a walk?" he asked. I smiled and took his hand.
I asked him, "Why is everyone up so early? It's Saturday!"
James shrugged. "Anything to diminish our plans, Lily dearest."
I smiled. Outside, we walked around the grounds, hand in hand. "About last night," James started. "Yeah," I answered. "What was it, exactly?" The words came out harder than I had planned, and James's face fell.
"Wait, no, that's not what I meant! That sounded wrong! I meant, well, I like you James! I just want to know if you like me too," I said the last sentence quietly, looking down at my hand, clenched tightly inside James's.
He touched my cheek, and I looked at his face. The marauder's grin had returned, and his eyes had the look I loved so much. I longed to kiss him, I loved the way he kissed. I loved everything about him. I loved him.
"Lily, how could I not like you? I have loved you since the beginning, since that first day on the Hogwart's Express. Sirius and Remus were fawning over you like lovesick puppies, and I fell for you. I fell for your eyes, mostly. But then I got to know you, and I was so head-over-heels by then,
I couldn't say anything about it. I was too afraid of being crushed. And-" he was babbling, and I cut him off.
"You love me?" I asked softly, smiling.
"Wha? Did I say love? I only meant................ Yes, Lily, I love you! How could I not?"
I sat down in the grass overlooking the lake, pulling James with me. "Well, I guess it's a very good thing that you are so obviously in love with me," I said airily.
"Oh? And why, pray tell, might that be?" he asked, anticipating a joke.
I turned to him, quite serious. "Because I am ever so in love with you." With that I leaned over and kissed him.
We parted, and James looked around the grounds. "Do you suppose everyone saw that? We had better have another go, just in case they didn't, don't you think?"
I grinned and kissed him again, not so soft or sweet this time. I was so in love with him, and to think, he had loved me as long as he had known me! I hadn't loved him nearly as long, but I loved him as equally well, or better.
James looked at his watch. "Are you hungry?" he asked, pulling me to my feet. "We should get back to the castle, Sirius is probably telling people that we ran off to join the circus."
Back at the castle, James wasn't far from being right about Sirius. He was telling anyone that would listen that James and I had run off to raise a legion of undead armies capable of anything.
I sat down beside Lauren. "And where have we been?" she asked curiously.
Disclaimer: As always, only Lauren and the storyline belong to me. Everything else belongs to the fabulous JK Rowling.