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Syn: *If you are not Syn do not read this* I finally added you in my fic with Sevvie. Just wanna say, you have the sickest mind of anyone I know, 'cept for maybe Ash and Ramz. But then they are guys.
Chapter Five: Moans, Snape and Syn.
Lily wrapped her cloak tightly around her, as she made her way across the Hogwarts grounds. She'd spent her afternoon with the Hogwarts groundskeeper, Hagrid. She walked quickly towards the entrance not wanting to be late for the meeting with Professor McGonagall.
Lily walked towards Professor McGonagall's office feeling her heart speed up as she remembered James would be there.
And there he was. Dressed in a blue button down shirt and a pair of faded jeans he looked gorgeous.
She watched him for a second. He looked like he was waiting for someone, most probably her. She continued watching him as he pulled back his sleeve to check the time. (A/N: Have you ever watched someone without them knowing. I have and trust me people do the weirdest things)
She walked briskly towards him, not making eye contact. She was sick of wondering how he'd treat her. One day, he'd act polite and friendly and the next he'd be rude and sarcastic.
"You're here," he said smiling at her.
Lily couldn't help it she smiled back at him. It was hard not to.
"Yeah. Why aren't you in there?" she asked pointing at the door to their Head of House's office.
James shrugged. Lily was sure she could detect a blush on James's cheeks.
She walked past him and couldn't help get a whiff of his cologne. Her mind flashed back their moment earlier.
Her heart sped up as she remembered how she'd felt laying there beneath him. She wondered what it felt like to kiss him. To make love to him. Knowing her best friend could do these things and not feel guilty made Lily want to break down into tears right there.
But she didn't. She'd managed to hide her feelings for James for nearly two years. So well, in fact, that even her best friends couldn't tell how she really felt.
They both walked into Professor McGonagall's office, silently.
Professor McGonagall, blunt as ever, got straight to the point.
"You two will be spending a lot of time together over the next month or so. I expect both of you to get on with whatever is expected of you. I do not want to hear of any arguments between the two of you. Do I make myself clear?"
Both of the students nodded wordlessly knowing better than to argue with the strict Transfiguration teacher.
She turned away, signalling the end of the conversation.
They both walked out silently.
"Sooo…" James said.
Lily glanced at James and realised he was nervous.
Unbelievable. James Potter, Seeker and Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Leader of the Marauders, Honour roll student and the Most sought after guy at Hogwarts, was nervous.
She smiled. For the first time she wasn't the one sweating it. She watched him run a hand through his already messy black hair.
She let out a laugh, as his hair looked more in need of a comb than ever. He caught her eye and smiled. She smiled back. His hazel eyes were intense and she'd only seen them like that once before. This morning before he was about to kiss her.
She blinked and looked away. She tried hard not to notice the disappointed look on his face but he immediately replaced it with a grin.
"So, when are you going to help me with the Summoning Charm?" he asked.
Confused, Lily just stared at him.
"You know, Professor Trinkets asked you to help me with a Summoning Charm," he prompted.
Lily momentarily closed her eyes. The thought of being alone with James was welcoming…if he didn't have a girlfriend. And especially, if that girlfriend wasn't one of Lily's best friends.
"Right, if you're not doing anything now we can do it," the words were out of her mouth before she could think.
Looking at James wide smile she instantly regretted it.
"Then let's go," he said making a you-first motion with his hands. She walked as far away from James without trying to look like she was as far from him as possible.
She stopped in front of the Charms classroom and found it was locked.
"Helloooo? What's wrong with this?"
Behind her she heard James let out a chuckle.
He came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. Which made her heart skip. He gently pulled her away from the door, and keeping one hand on her elbow, he twisted the doorknob and gestured for her to go in.
"Right," she said, wanting to get down to business straight away.
"I can't believe you can't do a Summoning Charm. It's really easy. Just flick your wand towards the object and say the incantation correctly and clearly. If you've done everything right you should get the object to come straight to your hand," she babbled.
James looked completely baffled.
"Could you repeat that? This time in English?" he asked.
Lily repeated what she had just said, slower and more clearly this time.
She took a seat knowing this could be a long night. She sat at a desk watching James try to summon a dictionary.
"Accio Dictionary," he said.
She continued watching his futile attempts at performing the charm. She tried not to notice but every once in a while a lock of his dark hair out of his eyes. His striking hazel eyes were in deep concentration. For the millionth time, she couldn't help thinking how cute he was, especially when after making a mistake he would let out a sigh and look frustrated.
On about James's' 25th try he managed to get the dictionary to come to him but instead of landing in his hand it his head and knocked him out for a few minutes.
When he finally regained consciousness, he looked up to see Lily beside him shaking with laughter. He pretended to be unconscious and just watched her laugh. He loved the way eyes sea green sparkled and her smile was unbelievable.
He got up slowly aware that Lily was trying to stifle her laughter.
"Are you okay?" she asked, hiding a grin.
"Yeah, except for this splitting headache. Wonder how I got it?" he replied.
Lily giggled. He really was funny. After spending a few hours with him she could understand why the entire female population of Hogwarts was in love with him.
"You know, I don't think I'll be getting any work done tonight so how about we stop for today?" he asked.
"Fine with me. Just don't blame if Professor Trinkets gives you detention for not mastering a charm a fourth year could do," she answered.
"It's okay. I'll just tell him a dictionary knocked me out," he said with a sheepish grin.
Lily couldn't help laughing.
She opened her mouth to say something when they were interrupted by a moan.
James looked over at her, confusion written over his face.
"Oh, Sevvie…baby…" moaned a familiar voice.
James looked at Lily, his expression a mixture of amusement and disgust.
"Mmmmm…Syn…baby…" moaned the all too familiar voice of Severus Snape.
Lily looked like she was about to throw up at any moment.
Disgust and horror were written all over her face.
James, though, was shaking in silent laughter. He quickly grabbed Lily's hand and pulled her out of the room.
Outside, Lily and James were laughing so hard they were having trouble breathing.
James held onto Lily's arm, coz he couldn't stand up straight.
Few minutes later, James finally managed to control his laughter.
"That was Snape and Syn," exclaimed Lily.
"Can you believe it? That's sick!" James said.
"Sick? That doesn't begin to describe it!" said Lily, wrinkling up her nose.
James started laughing. Looking over at him, Lily started laughing too, his laugh was infectious.
Without realising, they're faces were getting closer and closer, until they were only inches apart. James had his arm on Lily's elbow.
Without thinking, she tilted her head up so that lips were mere millimetres away from each other.
A/N: A cliffie! I know I hate them and I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one. Anyway what do you guys think? Like? Hate? I think this has to be my fave chapter so far.
Anyway, this is a kind of poll.
If you were to get a gift from a secret admirer, what would you like?
Chocolate
Jewellery
Flowers
Poems
You can tell me what in your review. If you're not sure how to do that, it's that button down there. Just click it.
Thanks,
1 Angel
Syn: *If you are not Syn do not read this* I finally added you in my fic with Sevvie. Just wanna say, you have the sickest mind of anyone I know, 'cept for maybe Ash and Ramz. But then they are guys.
Chapter Five: Moans, Snape and Syn.
Lily wrapped her cloak tightly around her, as she made her way across the Hogwarts grounds. She'd spent her afternoon with the Hogwarts groundskeeper, Hagrid. She walked quickly towards the entrance not wanting to be late for the meeting with Professor McGonagall.
Lily walked towards Professor McGonagall's office feeling her heart speed up as she remembered James would be there.
And there he was. Dressed in a blue button down shirt and a pair of faded jeans he looked gorgeous.
She watched him for a second. He looked like he was waiting for someone, most probably her. She continued watching him as he pulled back his sleeve to check the time. (A/N: Have you ever watched someone without them knowing. I have and trust me people do the weirdest things)
She walked briskly towards him, not making eye contact. She was sick of wondering how he'd treat her. One day, he'd act polite and friendly and the next he'd be rude and sarcastic.
"You're here," he said smiling at her.
Lily couldn't help it she smiled back at him. It was hard not to.
"Yeah. Why aren't you in there?" she asked pointing at the door to their Head of House's office.
James shrugged. Lily was sure she could detect a blush on James's cheeks.
She walked past him and couldn't help get a whiff of his cologne. Her mind flashed back their moment earlier.
Her heart sped up as she remembered how she'd felt laying there beneath him. She wondered what it felt like to kiss him. To make love to him. Knowing her best friend could do these things and not feel guilty made Lily want to break down into tears right there.
But she didn't. She'd managed to hide her feelings for James for nearly two years. So well, in fact, that even her best friends couldn't tell how she really felt.
They both walked into Professor McGonagall's office, silently.
Professor McGonagall, blunt as ever, got straight to the point.
"You two will be spending a lot of time together over the next month or so. I expect both of you to get on with whatever is expected of you. I do not want to hear of any arguments between the two of you. Do I make myself clear?"
Both of the students nodded wordlessly knowing better than to argue with the strict Transfiguration teacher.
She turned away, signalling the end of the conversation.
They both walked out silently.
"Sooo…" James said.
Lily glanced at James and realised he was nervous.
Unbelievable. James Potter, Seeker and Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Leader of the Marauders, Honour roll student and the Most sought after guy at Hogwarts, was nervous.
She smiled. For the first time she wasn't the one sweating it. She watched him run a hand through his already messy black hair.
She let out a laugh, as his hair looked more in need of a comb than ever. He caught her eye and smiled. She smiled back. His hazel eyes were intense and she'd only seen them like that once before. This morning before he was about to kiss her.
She blinked and looked away. She tried hard not to notice the disappointed look on his face but he immediately replaced it with a grin.
"So, when are you going to help me with the Summoning Charm?" he asked.
Confused, Lily just stared at him.
"You know, Professor Trinkets asked you to help me with a Summoning Charm," he prompted.
Lily momentarily closed her eyes. The thought of being alone with James was welcoming…if he didn't have a girlfriend. And especially, if that girlfriend wasn't one of Lily's best friends.
"Right, if you're not doing anything now we can do it," the words were out of her mouth before she could think.
Looking at James wide smile she instantly regretted it.
"Then let's go," he said making a you-first motion with his hands. She walked as far away from James without trying to look like she was as far from him as possible.
She stopped in front of the Charms classroom and found it was locked.
"Helloooo? What's wrong with this?"
Behind her she heard James let out a chuckle.
He came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. Which made her heart skip. He gently pulled her away from the door, and keeping one hand on her elbow, he twisted the doorknob and gestured for her to go in.
"Right," she said, wanting to get down to business straight away.
"I can't believe you can't do a Summoning Charm. It's really easy. Just flick your wand towards the object and say the incantation correctly and clearly. If you've done everything right you should get the object to come straight to your hand," she babbled.
James looked completely baffled.
"Could you repeat that? This time in English?" he asked.
Lily repeated what she had just said, slower and more clearly this time.
She took a seat knowing this could be a long night. She sat at a desk watching James try to summon a dictionary.
"Accio Dictionary," he said.
She continued watching his futile attempts at performing the charm. She tried not to notice but every once in a while a lock of his dark hair out of his eyes. His striking hazel eyes were in deep concentration. For the millionth time, she couldn't help thinking how cute he was, especially when after making a mistake he would let out a sigh and look frustrated.
On about James's' 25th try he managed to get the dictionary to come to him but instead of landing in his hand it his head and knocked him out for a few minutes.
When he finally regained consciousness, he looked up to see Lily beside him shaking with laughter. He pretended to be unconscious and just watched her laugh. He loved the way eyes sea green sparkled and her smile was unbelievable.
He got up slowly aware that Lily was trying to stifle her laughter.
"Are you okay?" she asked, hiding a grin.
"Yeah, except for this splitting headache. Wonder how I got it?" he replied.
Lily giggled. He really was funny. After spending a few hours with him she could understand why the entire female population of Hogwarts was in love with him.
"You know, I don't think I'll be getting any work done tonight so how about we stop for today?" he asked.
"Fine with me. Just don't blame if Professor Trinkets gives you detention for not mastering a charm a fourth year could do," she answered.
"It's okay. I'll just tell him a dictionary knocked me out," he said with a sheepish grin.
Lily couldn't help laughing.
She opened her mouth to say something when they were interrupted by a moan.
James looked over at her, confusion written over his face.
"Oh, Sevvie…baby…" moaned a familiar voice.
James looked at Lily, his expression a mixture of amusement and disgust.
"Mmmmm…Syn…baby…" moaned the all too familiar voice of Severus Snape.
Lily looked like she was about to throw up at any moment.
Disgust and horror were written all over her face.
James, though, was shaking in silent laughter. He quickly grabbed Lily's hand and pulled her out of the room.
Outside, Lily and James were laughing so hard they were having trouble breathing.
James held onto Lily's arm, coz he couldn't stand up straight.
Few minutes later, James finally managed to control his laughter.
"That was Snape and Syn," exclaimed Lily.
"Can you believe it? That's sick!" James said.
"Sick? That doesn't begin to describe it!" said Lily, wrinkling up her nose.
James started laughing. Looking over at him, Lily started laughing too, his laugh was infectious.
Without realising, they're faces were getting closer and closer, until they were only inches apart. James had his arm on Lily's elbow.
Without thinking, she tilted her head up so that lips were mere millimetres away from each other.
A/N: A cliffie! I know I hate them and I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one. Anyway what do you guys think? Like? Hate? I think this has to be my fave chapter so far.
Anyway, this is a kind of poll.
If you were to get a gift from a secret admirer, what would you like?
Chocolate
Jewellery
Flowers
Poems
You can tell me what in your review. If you're not sure how to do that, it's that button down there. Just click it.
Thanks,
1 Angel