Chapter Seven

To Love Is A Mistake

A/N: Thank you for all your reviews, I loved them and I will keep on improving.

Disclaimer: The usual, I don't own James Potter or Lily Evans or any of the other original Harry Potter characters in my story. Neither do I own "Come What May", it's under copyright of Moulin Rouge.

*Seen through the eyes of James*

James perfectly understood the reason Lily didn't want their relationship to get publicized. In the entire history of Hogwarts, no Gryffindor had ever tarnished their repuataion by going out with a Slytherin, and he wasn't exactly anxious to break that record.

Furthermore, Lily had a reputation for hanging out with anyone else but Gryffindors, so she could lose that image if everyone knew she was going out with him.

But all that matters is that she loves me, James thought happily. She had used the word 'love'.

"We can't love freely because, I'm a Slytherin and you're a Gryffindor," Lily said simply.

"We can only meet in secret."

They had a secret meeting planned out, all right. For James was sure that if Lily wasn't around, he wouldn't be able to breathe.

Nine o'clock that night, James snuck out of Gryffindor Tower, well-hidden under the Invisibility Cloak. After all, no one was supposed to know yet, not even his best friends, the Marauders. He had promised to meet Lily at the Shrieking Shack at Hogsmeade.

"But it's haunted!" said Lily.

"No, it isn't," James paused, debating whether to tell Remus' secret or not. Finally, he decided not to. "Trust me, it isn't."

James made sure that it wasn't going to be a full moon night. Either way, he would have known, because Remus always made sure when the full moon nights were. Since the sky was cloudless and the clear image of a crescent moon shone through the dim sky, James was very sure the Shrieking Shack wasn't going to be spooky that night.

"You're late!" scolded Lily. She was already there, waiting for him under the moonlight, her red hair glowing like red coals against the dark background, the moon throwing spots of light at her feet, so that her shadow towered over anything else - most of all, she had towered over him and captured his heart.

"If one second is what you'd consider late, I'd hate to be ten minutes late for all your appointments," James joked, picking a spot next to her and sitting down, pulling her down with him.

"I was just afraid you wouldn't show up," Lily murmured as she moved in for a kiss.

"Sirius was holding me up," James replied as he felt Lily's breath on his. "He was showing everyone a really disgusting toy cow which he modified so it would puke on everyone. I had to clean up, so...do I smell like cow puke?"

Lily laughed, and broke away, pretending to pinch her nose when he knew that he didn't stink one bit. "Umm...let's say you smell...really good," she said without thinking, then blushed straight away.

James smiled inwardly. She has feelings just like anyone else has.

Strange how everyone goes out just because of how she looks on the outside, not on the inside.

"Come, I want to show you something," Lily was now saying as she jogged away, then stopped, beckoning him when he didn't follow her.

"What is it?" James asked.

Lily smiled mysteriously. "Come and you'll see."

James started to walk towards her, and taking her hand, let her lead the way.

The two of them ran together through the breeze, when she stopped at a bed of flowers. But this wasn't an ordinary bed of flowers. It was extremely special - and just for the both of them.

In the bed of flowers, which were all lilies, stood an amazing craft - a huge vase that overlooked the other flowers, with an equally as huge lily placed inside. The vase and the lily seemed to be looking out at the world together, and if the lily could talk it would be saying, "Look at me, I am safely tucked away in this beautiful vase forever."

James didn't need to tell Lily he understood what the lily and the vase meant. It was extremely corny, but the vase, or pot, stood for him (Potter), and the lily, obviously stood for Lily. Lily Evans - the girl he indeed dreamt about, the girl he made promises to, the girl whom he would love, possibly for the rest of his life, if the Goddess of Destiny and Lady Fate allowed it.

Lily waited for some kind of response from James. James turned and wrapped her in his arms, stroking her flaming red hair.

"Don't say anything," said James. "I want to remember this perfect moment."

"So do I," said Lily, with tears in her eyes.

*Seen through the eyes of Lily*

Over the next few days, James and Lily grew closer. They shared many feelings with each other, and were a part of each other. Lily poured out her entire heart to James, as did James poured out his entire world to her. Only when James was with Lily did he feel whole. And Lily only discovered her true inner self when she spent time with James. She felt completely different, and it was always a refreshing change when she could get away from the true nature of the human world. Only when she was with James could she act like herself, act like a complete idiot, act like a little girl she never knew she had inside her or would have shown to the outside world. James wouldn't mind. He loved her for everything - her shortcomings, her positive points, he loved it all. Only when she was with James that she existed in that exquisite world, where nothing could come her way, where she could indulge in all her fantasies and think of James.

James and Lily were in the middle of a lip-lock when Lily said, "Stop, stop it right now."

"Stop what?" James said, completely confused.

"Don't kiss me anymore," Lily said, her eyes tearing.

James was frantic with worry. "What? What's wrong, Lily?"

"I need to go and answer nature's call!" shrieked Lily, giggling and bolting for the bathroom.

James laughed so hard he hadn't stopped when she returned.

The memories were sweet, and Lily actually believed it would go on forever. She never felt alone, and all her life now revolved around James, his warmth warming her every time he came near her, and even though she couldn't risk looking at him intently during the classes they had together, Lily was positive he was thinking of her, like she was of him.

Lily had her arms wrapped around James.

"How wonderful if this could go on forever...no one bothering us, no one telling me what to do, no one telling me I have to be someone I am not..."

"We'll all be dead by the time the world changes," James had said.

"You're terrible!" Lily said indignantly, breaking out of the embrace and shoving him away playfully. "Can't you let me lament without interrupting?" she said, pretending to stalk away, dancing out of his reach.

Finally James had managed to encircle his arms around her waist, pulling her back, then started saying, "Don't ever leave me, Lily."

And Lily replied with equally as much love, with those heartfelt words, "I won't."

It was like a whole new side she never experienced. She knew she wanted to be with James forever, and just like the song she often heard when she was around him, she would "love him until her dying day". Sometimes, she loved him so much; was blinded by his love so much that she almost forgot his features, which scared her at times.

James suddenly suggested, "Let's dance."

Lily snorted. "There's no music!"

"We don't need music to dance," James had smiled. "You just hear the music in your heart, then you move along with me."

Lily didn't need to imagine. The moment he said that, the song played again, and her heart raced like it always did.

As their bodies and hearts moved in sync with each other's, James told Lily about the song he always heard around her.

"That's...that's the song I've been hearing too," Lily had whispered, as she danced to the tune playing in her head, the one James had been hearing too.

"Amazing..." James murmured. "Then, let it be our song. Whenever you hear it, it shall remind you that I am there. Thinking of you."

"JAMES!!!!" someone was screaming, which broke Lily's dazed train of thoughts and snapped her back to reality.

Even the entire crowd of students came to a halt and whirled around to see who was calling at such a loud volume.

James looked puzzled as well.

"Excuse me, excuse me please," Melody Jones jostled her way through the crowd.

Lily rolled her eyes. It was a new Gryffindor student.

"What do you want, Melody," James said tiredly. Apparently he'd been her tour guide for the past few days, and it left him exhausted since she was extremely flirty, sly and picky.

"I don't know where the Charms classroom is," she said loudly. Everyone groaned - she had called him just for that? The crowd started moving again, but Lily wanted to see the show. Especially since it involved her beloved.

Sirius, Peter and Remus stood by their best friend while James explained the ground plan of Hogwarts all over again. "It's down the left corridor, then turn to the right and -"

"Oh no, no," Melody cut in. She batted her eyelids. What a bimbo, Lily instantly thought. "I was wondering - could you show me again? I mean, it's all so confusing, you know, I just...can't get to know it all -"

"Enough said," James said, sighing. "Sirius, Remus and Peter, you get going to History of Magic first, I'll show Melody where the Charms -"

James needn't have said anything else. Sirius, Remus and Peter had already run, obviously not wanting to do anything with Melody.

"Come on," James said, leading the way. Lily squinted to see what was going on, not even aware she was late for her own lesson.

"I'm so glad you decided to show me the classroom," Melody smirked, then slyly moved her hand near James' shoulder.

Don't you - don't you dare, Melody... Lily thought angrily, her chest heaving heavily self-consciously.

Plop. There went Melody's arm, resting snugly on James' shoulder. James stopped and tried to shake it off.

Melody giggled as James looked at her with horror.

But that was enough. Lily turned in the other direction, tears burning her eyes.

Jealousy! thought Lily. It wants to fight with me again, the way it did when I was with Severus.

Well, if Melody wants a battle, it's battle she's got! I want my revenge!