PART TWO
Chapter One: Just a Little Kiss
(Lily and James are in their sixth year. James is the Gryffindor seeker, and Lily is a prefect.)
It was a cool October evening, and Lily Evans sat on bleachers outdoors wrapped in her friend James Potter's clock, watching the Gryffindor team practice for a Quidditch game against Slytherin. James was circling the field like a hawk, hoping for a glimpse of the golden snitch. Sirius Black, a chaser was watching his stand in partner, to ensure that he wouldn't wreak havoc for the team during the first tournament of the year. Peter Pettigrew was struggling to make goals with the Quaffle, and simultaneously avoid the bludgers that were aimed at him. James looking across the field at his friend and sighed in frustration. "How did we end up with Peter as a stand in, he's terrified of heights, and balls, but he is the only guy who would play a stand in chaser, and not a replacement." Suddenly he saw the snitch and performed a wronski feint in order to catch it. Clutching it in his hands he saw Lily in the stands cheering him on.
Flying down to meet her he dropped the snitch in his pocket. James fastened the ties as securely as possible, hoping that the tiny ball wouldn't find it's way out of his robes and be lost in the forbidden forest.
"Lil!!!" he cried, and sliding his arms around her waist he lifted her in the air.
"Put me down James!!!" she gasped.
"I'm not finished with you yet!" he laughed and began to tickle her stomach. Lily grasped her wand and it emitted green sparks as she lowered herself to the ground.
"How many times must I tell you not to tickle me?!" she asked James in mock anger.
Laughing, James grabbed his broom, which was the very latest style, a GoldenSkyStreaker.
"Lil, grab Peter's broom, I want you to be a chaser." he shouted to her.
"Me, a chaser?" she looked shocked. "Oh you just want to have a good laugh over watching me fly."
"Oh come on Lil, we're desperate for a decent player," James begged her.
"No," she told him, and her tone was final.
"Or I'll tickle you again!" James threatened. That softened her. Lily ran away from him and called out to Peter. Soon she was mounting his broom and then beginning to fly up into the air. The fierce wind blew her flaming red locks behind her as she flew, and caused her cheeks to flush. James was staring at her, captivated by her beauty.
"James snap out of it!" Lily shouted.
"Oh sorry. Go higher Lil. I'm going to pass you the Quaffle, okay!" Then he streaked up into the air to join her. Suddenly he saw something black hurtling towards Lily. "Lil, go down now!" he ordered loudly.
"Why?" Lily asked coyly, laughing at his strained face. Looking behind her she screamed in terror, and let go of the broom. Suddenly she was falling, James' team mates looked on in horror, as he flew down and caught her. Above them Peter's broom was smashed by the bludger and cracked into a pile of a wood chips.
"James, you saved me," Lily murmured gratefully and gazed into his shimmering blue eyes. James lowered his hand onto her face, and brushed it across her cheeks gently, as Lily fainted.
*
In the hospital wing an hour later Lily's eyes flickered open. She was staring up at two people. She saw a distressed face capped by messy black hair, and a woman with a nurses hat on.
" James?" Lily reached her hand up to his. Taking it James lifted it to his face.
"Lily, you're freezing," he turned to the doctor. "Give her a warming potion. " He demanded. As she walked off into her office James sat down beside Lily.
"I'm okay James," Lily said sincerely, he didn't answer. He merely lifted her up into his arms until her face was barely an inch from his. His blue eyes gazed deeply into her own, and then he lowered his mouth onto hers. Lily relaxed as he kissed her until his tongue began to demand entrance into her mouth. She pulled away from him.
"James I, I need to sleep," she turned her face away from his, in confusion. What had happened between them? James had kissed her before, but never in a way that was more than brotherly. The intensity of his kiss was new to her. They were only friends, weren't they? Lily fell into a restless slumber, still wondering, in her subconscious, what had happened between them.
Chapter One: Just a Little Kiss
(Lily and James are in their sixth year. James is the Gryffindor seeker, and Lily is a prefect.)
It was a cool October evening, and Lily Evans sat on bleachers outdoors wrapped in her friend James Potter's clock, watching the Gryffindor team practice for a Quidditch game against Slytherin. James was circling the field like a hawk, hoping for a glimpse of the golden snitch. Sirius Black, a chaser was watching his stand in partner, to ensure that he wouldn't wreak havoc for the team during the first tournament of the year. Peter Pettigrew was struggling to make goals with the Quaffle, and simultaneously avoid the bludgers that were aimed at him. James looking across the field at his friend and sighed in frustration. "How did we end up with Peter as a stand in, he's terrified of heights, and balls, but he is the only guy who would play a stand in chaser, and not a replacement." Suddenly he saw the snitch and performed a wronski feint in order to catch it. Clutching it in his hands he saw Lily in the stands cheering him on.
Flying down to meet her he dropped the snitch in his pocket. James fastened the ties as securely as possible, hoping that the tiny ball wouldn't find it's way out of his robes and be lost in the forbidden forest.
"Lil!!!" he cried, and sliding his arms around her waist he lifted her in the air.
"Put me down James!!!" she gasped.
"I'm not finished with you yet!" he laughed and began to tickle her stomach. Lily grasped her wand and it emitted green sparks as she lowered herself to the ground.
"How many times must I tell you not to tickle me?!" she asked James in mock anger.
Laughing, James grabbed his broom, which was the very latest style, a GoldenSkyStreaker.
"Lil, grab Peter's broom, I want you to be a chaser." he shouted to her.
"Me, a chaser?" she looked shocked. "Oh you just want to have a good laugh over watching me fly."
"Oh come on Lil, we're desperate for a decent player," James begged her.
"No," she told him, and her tone was final.
"Or I'll tickle you again!" James threatened. That softened her. Lily ran away from him and called out to Peter. Soon she was mounting his broom and then beginning to fly up into the air. The fierce wind blew her flaming red locks behind her as she flew, and caused her cheeks to flush. James was staring at her, captivated by her beauty.
"James snap out of it!" Lily shouted.
"Oh sorry. Go higher Lil. I'm going to pass you the Quaffle, okay!" Then he streaked up into the air to join her. Suddenly he saw something black hurtling towards Lily. "Lil, go down now!" he ordered loudly.
"Why?" Lily asked coyly, laughing at his strained face. Looking behind her she screamed in terror, and let go of the broom. Suddenly she was falling, James' team mates looked on in horror, as he flew down and caught her. Above them Peter's broom was smashed by the bludger and cracked into a pile of a wood chips.
"James, you saved me," Lily murmured gratefully and gazed into his shimmering blue eyes. James lowered his hand onto her face, and brushed it across her cheeks gently, as Lily fainted.
*
In the hospital wing an hour later Lily's eyes flickered open. She was staring up at two people. She saw a distressed face capped by messy black hair, and a woman with a nurses hat on.
" James?" Lily reached her hand up to his. Taking it James lifted it to his face.
"Lily, you're freezing," he turned to the doctor. "Give her a warming potion. " He demanded. As she walked off into her office James sat down beside Lily.
"I'm okay James," Lily said sincerely, he didn't answer. He merely lifted her up into his arms until her face was barely an inch from his. His blue eyes gazed deeply into her own, and then he lowered his mouth onto hers. Lily relaxed as he kissed her until his tongue began to demand entrance into her mouth. She pulled away from him.
"James I, I need to sleep," she turned her face away from his, in confusion. What had happened between them? James had kissed her before, but never in a way that was more than brotherly. The intensity of his kiss was new to her. They were only friends, weren't they? Lily fell into a restless slumber, still wondering, in her subconscious, what had happened between them.