Title: Lies
Rating: R for sexual situations, future language, and future violence.
Chapter 2: Indecent Exposure
Chapter Summary: Lily reflects on her shortcomings; an interlude with James

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Once she was sure Sirius was asleep, Lily took her wand from her robes and Apparated home.
"God, I hope James didn't get home early," she thought just as she dissapeared.

She appeared merely seconds later in hers' and James' home in Godric's Hollow, appearing unruffled... yet a bit worried. Sometimes, James returned home early. The house was completely dark and still; it didn't seem as though anybody was home. She hurried up the stairs and into her bedroom; all clear. After this wave of panic subsided, Lily relaxed and reflected on the evening. It had started with a candlelit supper conjured by Sirius with a bottle of especially seducing wine. She had asked, "Will we be served dessert tonight?" He responded with "I know of something better" and took her into his arms.

Lily changed and hopped into bed, desperately fantasizing about Sirius being here with her. She didn't feel guilty of this, nor did she ever have regrets. Strange, it was, that she never felt as though she were cheating or hurting James in any way. In fact, she could'nt even think of her being married to James Potter anymore. Subconciously, she felt that James was simply a man she lived with, and that Sirius Black was her real love in life....

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It had all started one Saturday evening in late fall of last year. James and his friend Remus Lupin had been called to an emergency attack concerning Death Eaters and a couple of Muggles, and Liy was left alone at her house with nothing but Witching Hour reruns and a box of chocolate chews. Very bored and VERY unhappy with the way James was always gone during the night, she sent for Sirius to send his head over to her fireplace. After a very l-o-n-g conversation that was steadily growing more intimate, Lily worked up the courage to ask him over. He had Apparated over, neither of them knowing what was soon to come.

"Where were we?" he asked when he appeared behind her.

"I don't know...." She grinned and used her wand to turn on the wizard stereo. "I was just playing some of this sappy romantic music..."

"Oh, it's not sappy," he said as he put his hands around her waist. She followed suit and wrapped her arms around his neck, and they danced rhythmically in place to the soft piano and string ensemble track. Not far into the song, they lost their balance and Lily tripped on his feet. Down they went onto the satin sofa, laughing at their own mistake and silliness. However, Lily suddenly felt the most remarkable sensation of Sirius' weight on hers. Must to her startling displeasure, he hurriedly got off and sat on the sofa as she repositioned herself into a much more "un-compromising" situation. They faced each other, overtaken by this sudden turn of lustful events. and looking at each other in the most desperate need of passion you could dream.

He slowly leaned in...
"Wait." Lily interrupted, turning away slightly.
"What?" Sirius responded soothingly, trying to keep it as modest as possible.
"I just...I don't..."
James!

Suddenly, body overpowered mind and strength as she turned to him and locked her lips with his. Caught up in the rush of sensations, Sirius could only think of how beautiful she was, how wonderfully their bodies complimented each other's, how an incredibly deep sexual passion was emerging from even the slightest kiss.

Lily could only think, "Oh, my God...I'm kissing my husbands's best friend." Again, her body overcame the negative dwellings in her mind as she wrapped her arms around him while he did the same, not even thinking she was "cheating" on James. Before she knew it, they were upstairs, taking off each other's clothes and losing control.

Lily never thought anything of it. And later on...

"James could learn a thing or two from you, Sirius." Thus started their forbidden yet wonderful love affair.

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(Back in the present)

James never knew anything. He never questioned her vast collection of silky lingerie, nor her disinterest in intimacy. He figured it was one of those "female hormonal problems" that went away after a bit...but it never did. Lily would have much preferred to never be intimate with James, but figured it was her only guard against suspicion. It kept him happy, to say the least, and it was only this that kept them a *real* couple. Lily was rather amused at James' naivete, at his complete unknowing of everything that went on. However, he knew a bit more than she thought...

Movement downstairs inquired that James had just Apparated home. Lily dove under the covers and pretended to be asleep as he walked up the stairs and took off his cloak.

"Lily?"

Lily wasn't dumb; she could act well.

"Hmmm?" she muttered, pretending to be just awakening.

"I'm home."

"I found that out," she said with a smile, still pretending she was tired.

He got on the bed and leaned next to her, desperately hoping this could be one of those nights he got lucky.

"Doing anything tonight?"

"Hmm...besides sleeping?" He laughed.

"No, I mean...want to do something?"

"Like what?" Lily knew where this was leading, but kept pressing her naive trip.

"Oh, I don't know..." He started kissing her neck. "Maybe do a little love before our hectic Tuesday starts tomorrow?"

She didn't return the kisses.

"That's okay."

He became immediately disgruntled.

"Come on, baby, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just that I'm tired and want to go to sleep." She rolled over, hoping he would drop the subject. Unfortunately, he never did.

"Come on, Lils...I had a rough night."

"Yes, me too. Which is why I am tired, genius."

The two never really *fought* like unhappily married couples, but arguments grew steadily worse.

"Lily...you say this all the time. Do it for me?"

But the only answer he got was slow and steady breathing as his uncommitted wife pretended to sleep.

He sighed and fell asleep, too.

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A/N: That is chapter two. Flames are alright, as long as you don't cuss the fucking hell out of me. Wait...that was a contradiction, wasn't it? Lol...

Disclaimer: She won't want to claim them now, but Lily Potter, James Potter, and Sirius Black belong to J.K. Rowling.