Chapter Three: Close…Very Close
Lily walked up to Professor McGonagall's desk, wondering what she had done. She waited beside James, who was the last person I wanted to be with at this particular moment. Lily began to chew her lip, as she waited for Professor McGonagall to stop rummaging through the piles on her desk.
Finally she looked up.
"Well, I'm sure you are both wondering why I kept you behind. Well, the Gryffindor prefects have been chosen to help prepare the Christmas Ball. As all the other prefects are returning home for Christmas, you two will have to help," she said.
Lily stood there stunned at Professor McGonagall's announcement. But that wasn't all.
"The dance will begin with the Prefects dance. You will partner each other for the first dance. Also, Mr Potter, I have noticed your Charms grade is slipping. If it doesn't pick up by the end-of-term exams, Miss Evans will tutor you. In return, Mr Potter will tutor you in Transfiguration."
Lily stood there, shocked.
'This is not happening' she thought. 'I am not dancing with James Potter at the Christmas Ball.'
"That will be all. You can tell Professor Insight I will speak to her about the reason for your tardiness."
She stared at them with her penetrating eyes. Lily stared back, until she realised she was waiting for Lily to leave.
Lily walked out her heart pounding in her chest. She walked quickly up to her Divination classroom. As she reached the stairs, she took a step when-
Riiiiiiiiiiipppppppp!
Looking down she saw her bag had split. She groaned, before kneeling down to pick up her books.
"Shit!" she muttered under her breath, as she got fingers stained with ink. She muttered a charm to remove the ink and carried on picking up her things.
"Need any help there, Evans?" She would recognise that voice anywhere.
'Great' she thought. 'Just what I need. Potter to tell me how clumsy I am.'
She ignored him and reached for a roll of parchment. Just as she did her fingers brushed James' and she pulled her hand away as if she'd been burned. She turned away from him and carried on picking up her things.
She gathered up her things and quickly and walked up the steps. She was halfway up when-
"Evans, you forgot this," called James.
She turned around to see James holding up her diary. She ran down the stairs quickly and snatched the diary out of James' hands. She was just about to take a step backwards when an invisible foot tripped her up.
And then she was falling. She landed on top of something firm but smooth. Looking up she found herself staring into a pair of deep hazel coloured eyes.
James. She'd never been this close to him. Not even when they'd fallen on top of each other, on the train ride to Hogwarts in their first year. Her heart thudded against her chest.
'Is it my imagination or are his lips getting closer?' she asked herself.
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James couldn't help but stare into Lily's penetrating green eyes. Slowly, he began to lower his mouth to hers.
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Lily could feel James' lips hovering over hers. His breath was warm. Just as their lips were about to meet…
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise, I don't own unfortunately.
Lily walked up to Professor McGonagall's desk, wondering what she had done. She waited beside James, who was the last person I wanted to be with at this particular moment. Lily began to chew her lip, as she waited for Professor McGonagall to stop rummaging through the piles on her desk.
Finally she looked up.
"Well, I'm sure you are both wondering why I kept you behind. Well, the Gryffindor prefects have been chosen to help prepare the Christmas Ball. As all the other prefects are returning home for Christmas, you two will have to help," she said.
Lily stood there stunned at Professor McGonagall's announcement. But that wasn't all.
"The dance will begin with the Prefects dance. You will partner each other for the first dance. Also, Mr Potter, I have noticed your Charms grade is slipping. If it doesn't pick up by the end-of-term exams, Miss Evans will tutor you. In return, Mr Potter will tutor you in Transfiguration."
Lily stood there, shocked.
'This is not happening' she thought. 'I am not dancing with James Potter at the Christmas Ball.'
"That will be all. You can tell Professor Insight I will speak to her about the reason for your tardiness."
She stared at them with her penetrating eyes. Lily stared back, until she realised she was waiting for Lily to leave.
Lily walked out her heart pounding in her chest. She walked quickly up to her Divination classroom. As she reached the stairs, she took a step when-
Riiiiiiiiiiipppppppp!
Looking down she saw her bag had split. She groaned, before kneeling down to pick up her books.
"Shit!" she muttered under her breath, as she got fingers stained with ink. She muttered a charm to remove the ink and carried on picking up her things.
"Need any help there, Evans?" She would recognise that voice anywhere.
'Great' she thought. 'Just what I need. Potter to tell me how clumsy I am.'
She ignored him and reached for a roll of parchment. Just as she did her fingers brushed James' and she pulled her hand away as if she'd been burned. She turned away from him and carried on picking up her things.
She gathered up her things and quickly and walked up the steps. She was halfway up when-
"Evans, you forgot this," called James.
She turned around to see James holding up her diary. She ran down the stairs quickly and snatched the diary out of James' hands. She was just about to take a step backwards when an invisible foot tripped her up.
And then she was falling. She landed on top of something firm but smooth. Looking up she found herself staring into a pair of deep hazel coloured eyes.
James. She'd never been this close to him. Not even when they'd fallen on top of each other, on the train ride to Hogwarts in their first year. Her heart thudded against her chest.
'Is it my imagination or are his lips getting closer?' she asked herself.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
James couldn't help but stare into Lily's penetrating green eyes. Slowly, he began to lower his mouth to hers.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily could feel James' lips hovering over hers. His breath was warm. Just as their lips were about to meet…
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise, I don't own unfortunately.