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A/N: I know this is actually pretty short and filled with several holes but the chapters to come will explain more. And I think I'm changing this to just one long story that's going to cover the remainder of their time in Hogwarts. So anyway, I'm also working on one or two other stories (both originals and much better as they are not bounded). Oh, sorry, the romance isn't until the next chapter! But this IS interesting! As always, be responsible; Read and Review!


Chapter 4- Of Detention and Deception


Lily looked at her watch again, praying that time had somehow stopped. She glared at the timepiece's mockery of her wishes and audibly commanded it to freeze as she walked up to the last set of steps.
"Please… just stop once?" A male voice drifted in her direction from behind her. The red-head turned in a whirl of shimmering hair, her lovely eyes widening. James Potter was standing at the opposite end of the hall, talking to his own wrist watch. He sighed with gusto and proceeded towards, her, looking up at the ceiling with interest. The redhead smiled slightly and cleared her throat, her smile turning into a scowl when she realized that her heart was doing summersaults.
"Not MY fault!" James insisted, coming up in front of her. He was close enough for her to smell his cologne. She stopped herself from inhaling it again, vowing that she would NOT go all swoony over James Potter.
"Yes, your fault!" She snapped back, her hands balling into fists in an attempt to keep from slapping him. He sighed and motioned for her to ascend the steps before him. She tossed her hair as she turned and stormed up the steps and into the small classroom they had been assigned to have detention in. She muttered an illumination spell under her breath and made an exasperated noise.
"What's the big idea?!" She growled under her breath as the lights illuminated an empty classroom. James entered more slowly and grunted after a moment.
"You missed this…" Lily turned and suddenly noticed a bright green square of paper that must have been taped to the door. "J & L, Your detention is learning. James, help Lily with her transfiguration. Lily, James is hopeless in Charms. - MacGonagall." James snorted. "Hopeless in charm indeed!"
The door slammed shut behind him as he crossed the threshold. They both stared in horror at the sound of the lock falling into place. Lily let out a low moan and slammed her head against the wall as James's posture visible slumped. They remainded like that for several moments. Then, Lily, having a headache, turned to James with a terrifying scowl on her face.
"Well? Let's get to work. We have three hours and I'm not going to just sit here when I have the chance to make you look like an idiot…"
"One more comment like that and I'll duct tape your mouth shut." The young man commented irritably.
"Riiight…" Lily taunted. But she stopped anyway and motioned for the dark haired young man to join her in the center of the room. "Now what is it about Charms that gives you such trouble?"
James studied the girl for a moment, liking what he saw. In the soft light from the candles she had lit when she walked in, her skin took on a flickering, peach color and her eyes turned a very strange deep green that held a glitter of something else in their depths. Her lips, normally twisted into an angry scowl when she was looking at him, were slightly curved in the smallest of smiles and her hair was turned into a beautiful, glimmering ruby color. He nodded slightly then met her eyes, noting the dry humor coloring them with slight embarrassment. But to let her know would NOT be wise. "Ummm… I don't know… I think I just don't understand WHY this stuff should work…"
"Ah." Lily nodded without even understanding. Then, she seemed to consider her choices. "Well… can you make this pencil hover?" She pulled the pencil holding the top layer of her hair up on the teacher's desk and nodded toward it. James had to tear himself away from watching the wave of silky tresses she had released and concentrated on lifting the pencil. Lily shrieked as the desk suddenly took off as if shot from a cannon. It hit the ceiling and then crashed back down to the floor. The girl squeaked and covered her head as mortar rained down on her.
"Gee Evans…" James began. She coughed and dusted herself off as she shot him a look that said it would be better for him to keep his mouth shut. After several more tries with much the same results, Lily gave up.
"You're working against me Potter… I can't help you if you refuse to narrow your concentration!" She sighed and fell backwards onto the desk, spreading her arms out above her head and arching her back off the hard surface in a very-catish stretch.
"Mmmmm… now THIS I could take advantage of…" James murmured, leaning over her from the other side of the desk.
"Don't even think about it, Potter…" The redhead informed him, slithering off the table. "We've got an hour left… why don't you start helping me?"
With a cackle, James did just that…

******(The Next Morning)******

"Good morning my dearest Lilian!" Eryn sang as the ruddy haired girl dragged herself into the Great Hall and sleepily munched on the piece of toast her friend placed on her plate. The blonde eyed the girl suspiciously. "Not even enough energy to argue with me, eh? What DID you and Mr. Quidditch do last night?"
"Nothing." Mumbled the incoherent Lily, picking up a second piece of toast and nibbling on it. "But he IS a hopeless Charmer." Eryn's mouth fell open and her eyes grew to the size of small saucers. Lily just ignored it, turning her attention instead to the warmth at her back. Glancing up, she saw the other reason for her best friend's awe. "And what do YOU want, Potter?"
A slow smile eased over James's face and he crouched down beside her. "Good morning to you too, Sunshine." He greeted her. Then, his face turned serious. "Remember how the desk kept slamming last night? Well, I think if we worked with a cushion tonight, it might be a little less violent and a lot safer…" He glanced over at Erin who had made a slight squeaking sound and lifted an eyebrow. "What's her problem?" He inquired of his detention partner.
"No clue…" Replied Lily, ignoring the obvious. "However, I think you're right. And if things get as rough as they were last night, I would appreciate something soft."
"Agreed then. I'll grab one from the common room. Those are always the best to fall asleep on…" and with that, he rose and returned to Vivica and his cronies. Lily glanced up through her lashes and saw that Eryn looked as if she had been hit by a stupefy curse.
"Lily-glow…" The blonde squeaked. "WHAT was that about?"
The scarlet-maned witch smiled at her friend and rose from the table. "Let's just say that when James gets going, he doesn't like stopping and he makes you pay in a most exhausting way if you decide to challenge him…"
She could feel Eryn's eyes following her as she sauntered out of the hall, intent on missing the first class of the day and getting an extra hour of sleep.
What she didn't know was that the chocolate eyes of James Potter also followed her out… he knew only one thing; detention would never again be boring. And that night, he had a plan to spice things up…