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Chapter 7 - Lovers?
James was currently situated in the astronomy tower with Michelle Bregane, who was known for her, lets say ripe and large breasts, and was snogging her senseless. "James." She gasped as she pulled away from the intensity of the kiss. James groaned out, "Lily, come back," in response, then drew all the way back from Michelle in horror.
Michelle was glaring at James with such venom that he would not be surprised if he walked out of the tower with enough poison in him to kill all of Sicily. "Why," she started screaming. "The hell did you just call me Lily! And you meant Evans didn't you! How could you? I thought that you loved me! Yet, here you are, SNOGGING with me in the astronomy tower, THINKING of kissing LILY EVANS!" James's head was whipping around in every which way; making sure that no one heard what Michelle was saying.
"Michelle," James said in a hushed tone. "Please. Don't tell anyone. I don't want her to know." Michelle looked him in the eye, and laughed. Bitterly. Hollowly. "Not tell her? James, I'm going to make sure that every one in Hogwarts knows that Playboy Potter is in love with one of the biggest bitches in all of Hogwarts." And before James could defend Lily, Michelle had stalked out of the tower with her cloak billowing behind her.
James lay back on his elbows and groaned. This is not supposed to happen. Now Lily was going to know that he liked her, and.oh this is NOT going well! James groaned again. Now Lily was never going to talk to him again. He was going to lose what relationship he did have with her faster than Peter can eat anything that contains chocolate.
James slowly got up from the floor, dusted his clothes off, and headed out towards the Gryffindor common room. As James was thinking, and not paying attention to where he was going-why should he? He knows these halls almost better than anyone else does. He walked into someone. A female someone. James shook himself out of his reverie, and looked down at the person on the floor. It was Lily. James smiled in spite of the fact that tomorrow she would-in his mind- be running away from him whenever she saw him.
James offered her a hand to get up, and said, "Need a hand?"
Lily looked up to see who had asked her that. She had been a little preoccupied with her thoughts, and hadn't even noticed the fact that she needed help getting up off of the cold, hard, dirty floor. Lily smiled into James's eyes. This was the reason she was thinking. She had been looking for him. Lily took James's hand in hers and pulled herself up. "Hello." She said.
James grinned at her. He didn't know why, but he did. "'Lo Lily." He replied. Lily looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "Fancy a walk around the castle before going back to Gryffindor?" she asked. James nodded and held out his arm to her in a gentlemanly manner. Lily giggled, and looped her arms through his as they began their journey through the many passages of Hogwarts.
Lily took a deep breath, and asked what had been on her mind since the train ride. "James," she said with a quaver in her voice. "How-what-who-no, what do I mean to you?" James looked at her with a shocked expression, and wondered if she had run into Michelle in the past five minutes. "W-What do you mean? You're my friend Lily." Oh god. If only you knew how much I love you Lily. James said silently, although wishing with all of his heart that he could say those words out loud. James glanced at Lily, just in time to see the expression on her face. It wasn't what he expected to see at all. James had expected to see gratitude, or pleasure, or-or-or something other than what was on her face now. She looked crestfallen. Like maybe-maybe she wanted me to say that I'd liked her as a girl. Not a friend.
"Lily? What do I mean to you?" James asked her in return.
Lily had stopped walking, and was looking straight into his eyes. She seemed to be searching for something. Some kind of sign. But what? Lily glanced away, and her gaze focused on a painting of the stars reflected off of the ocean. Lily nodded to that picture, and waited for James to redirect his attention there. "You know," she started. "I have always loved the sea. The moods of it. I was once told by someone who was very wise, but very young told me that I was a human replica of the ocean. My moods have always changed without a warning. Just like the Ocean can change from smooth and gentle to ferocious and rough. But, just like the sea, I'm easy to fall in love with. That people could become entranced just looking at me. Like I was putting some kind of spell on them. But she never said once that an ocean could love. Yet, when you think about it, love is something at nourishes. The ocean does nourish. It takes care of all of the animals that live within its depths. I realized recently, that I am exactly like the ocean. I nourish, but I haven't loved yet, not that way. Not the way a woman loves a man. But-" Lily said, her voice cracking. "But I think that- that I'm beginning to."
"Lils?" James asked. "What are you trying to say?" James knew that if she said that she loved someone else, that he'd be broken, and nothing would ever be able to put him back together.
"I guess," she got out before she paused to take a deep breath in. "I guess what I'm trying to say." She looked in his eyes at this point. "That I think that I'm in love. That the ocean has finally found a way to show the world that even elements can love. Through me. James, I-I-I Love y-y-you." Lily stuttered, then immediately fainted as soon as she said those three words.
James saw Lily start to sway, and quickly placed her in his arms, and quickly made his way to the Hospital Wing to see Madame Hummings.
Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God. Lily Evans loves me! I can't believe it. Lily loves me! James thought with a dreamy smile on his face. The girl that he loved returned the feeling. Life was great.
And tomorrow, everybody would know about his love for this beautiful flower that lay in my arms. James thought. I wish that I could tell the world, show the world what she does for me, how she makes me feel like a better man, as if I can do anything when she is around me.
James walked through the doors of the Hospital Wing, and laid Lily down on the nearest unoccupied bed, and went over to knock on Madame Hammings door. "What is it Mr. Potter?" the elder medi-witch asked as she pulled on a robe over her nightgown. "Why are you here after curfew?" she asked again. James smiled charmingly at the elderly lady, and replied. "It's Lily. She was in the Gryffindor Common room talking to us guys, and she, well, she just fainted." James flashed the witch a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts and continued. "And I was hoping that with your wondrous skills, that you could take time out of your busy schedule to I don't know, maybe revive her?"
The medi-witch walked over to the bed that James had laid Lily upon, pointedly ignoring the sarcasm in James's voice, and pointed her wand at Lily, saying, "enervate" (A/N: I'm not sure if I spelled that right.), and Lily's eyes slowly fluttered open and gazed into the eyes of the stern medi- witch. "What in the world did I do this time?" Lily whispered, more to herself than the medi-witch, but was neverless heard. "You my dear fainted. Now I suggest you eat this chocolate and be back on your way to the Ravenclaw house now." The nurse said, handing Lily a piece of chocolate and shooing Lily and James out of the Hospital quarters.
Lily huffed in indignation, and took a bite out of the chocolate, then out of habit, gave the rest to James, who finished the Chocolate frog within two bites. "Lily," James started nervously. "About what you said before you fainted." Lily stopped and looked at James sharply, just remembering that she had just told him those three words that are hard for some to say. "Well, I have been wanting to tell you something too. I, well, I actually NEED to tell you something. Otherwise, I'm pretty sure that the guys are going to do something very unpleasant to me. Oh sorry, babbling." James said when he caught the impatient look that Lily gave him. "What I was trying to say before I got carried away with the thoughts of what Remus and Sirius might do to me is that I love you Lily. I love you."
Lily gasped, and tears were visible in her eyes. "Oh, James." Lily cried as she launched herself into James's embrace. "I never thought," Lily sobbed into James's shoulder. "I never knew that I'd be able to love, and have someone love me in return. Now, now I do."
Lily lifted her head up off of James's shoulder, looked into his eyes, and was startled to see the shimmering of tears in them. She lifted her right hand, and brought it up to cradle James's cheek. "I love you," she whispered as she raised herself on her toes, and brought her face closer to his.
James, moved his head down the remanding space between him and Lily, and gently rested his lips against hers. They were as soft as a rose's petal, and felt as warm as the sun's rays.
Lily felt James's tongue trace the outline of her mouth, silently asking for entrance. Her mouth parted, and his tongue swept in to explore the hidden wonders of her mouth. James was so gentle while kissing her, tiny nibbles on her lips, the gentle playing with her own tongue, just everything, everything was as if it was a dream. A dream that was going past Lily's eyes in slow motion.
Lily's hands fisted in James's hair, while his hands slipped under the gray wool sweater that Lily was wearing, and both groaned at the contact of flesh on flesh. James drew back, gasping for air, delighted to see that Lily was in the same position, and was just about to go back for more when, "Excuse me for the interruptions Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans, but I do believe that it is past the 6th years curfew by now." Came the strict voice of Professor McGonagall. "Yes, Minnie, it is. 20 points from both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw for being out past curfew, and another 10 points each for public display of emotions. Now Mr. Potter, I suggest that you take your girlfriend back to her tower and get back to your own." Came the voice of the most hated teacher at Hogwarts, Professor Pottleburn. The only thing stopping them from getting a detention was the fact that McGonagall was with him. "Yes, Professors." James said. "Sorry, Professors." Lily replied hurriedly, not wanting to be around the creepy Professor Pottleburn any longer.
James and Lily rushed towards the Ravenclaw tower, and stopped at the statue of a pile of books. "James?" Lily asked, as she was about to say the password. "Hmmm?" he asked while he was gazing at her. "Does this mean.err.are we.ummm what I'm trying to say is.are we." James smiled at Lily's discomfort at bringing this up. "Yes," he whispered, as if he too was scared that if he said it out loud that it'd be lost forever. "We are together now. And hopefully, hopefully forever more." James leaned down and gave Lily a lingering kiss before walking back towards the Gryffindor Common room. Lily smiled, gave the statue the password, "Literature" and drifted up to her dorm room, fell happily on her bed with a satisfied sigh, and fell asleep with thoughts of James on her mind.
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A/N: There, that is finished. That Chapter took me a while to do, but I hope that you enjoyed it. Please tell me what you think about it by reviewing, or emailing me at aradia21@hotmail.com. Thank you for reading, and thank you for all of your reviews.
Mistress del Mare
James was currently situated in the astronomy tower with Michelle Bregane, who was known for her, lets say ripe and large breasts, and was snogging her senseless. "James." She gasped as she pulled away from the intensity of the kiss. James groaned out, "Lily, come back," in response, then drew all the way back from Michelle in horror.
Michelle was glaring at James with such venom that he would not be surprised if he walked out of the tower with enough poison in him to kill all of Sicily. "Why," she started screaming. "The hell did you just call me Lily! And you meant Evans didn't you! How could you? I thought that you loved me! Yet, here you are, SNOGGING with me in the astronomy tower, THINKING of kissing LILY EVANS!" James's head was whipping around in every which way; making sure that no one heard what Michelle was saying.
"Michelle," James said in a hushed tone. "Please. Don't tell anyone. I don't want her to know." Michelle looked him in the eye, and laughed. Bitterly. Hollowly. "Not tell her? James, I'm going to make sure that every one in Hogwarts knows that Playboy Potter is in love with one of the biggest bitches in all of Hogwarts." And before James could defend Lily, Michelle had stalked out of the tower with her cloak billowing behind her.
James lay back on his elbows and groaned. This is not supposed to happen. Now Lily was going to know that he liked her, and.oh this is NOT going well! James groaned again. Now Lily was never going to talk to him again. He was going to lose what relationship he did have with her faster than Peter can eat anything that contains chocolate.
James slowly got up from the floor, dusted his clothes off, and headed out towards the Gryffindor common room. As James was thinking, and not paying attention to where he was going-why should he? He knows these halls almost better than anyone else does. He walked into someone. A female someone. James shook himself out of his reverie, and looked down at the person on the floor. It was Lily. James smiled in spite of the fact that tomorrow she would-in his mind- be running away from him whenever she saw him.
James offered her a hand to get up, and said, "Need a hand?"
Lily looked up to see who had asked her that. She had been a little preoccupied with her thoughts, and hadn't even noticed the fact that she needed help getting up off of the cold, hard, dirty floor. Lily smiled into James's eyes. This was the reason she was thinking. She had been looking for him. Lily took James's hand in hers and pulled herself up. "Hello." She said.
James grinned at her. He didn't know why, but he did. "'Lo Lily." He replied. Lily looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "Fancy a walk around the castle before going back to Gryffindor?" she asked. James nodded and held out his arm to her in a gentlemanly manner. Lily giggled, and looped her arms through his as they began their journey through the many passages of Hogwarts.
Lily took a deep breath, and asked what had been on her mind since the train ride. "James," she said with a quaver in her voice. "How-what-who-no, what do I mean to you?" James looked at her with a shocked expression, and wondered if she had run into Michelle in the past five minutes. "W-What do you mean? You're my friend Lily." Oh god. If only you knew how much I love you Lily. James said silently, although wishing with all of his heart that he could say those words out loud. James glanced at Lily, just in time to see the expression on her face. It wasn't what he expected to see at all. James had expected to see gratitude, or pleasure, or-or-or something other than what was on her face now. She looked crestfallen. Like maybe-maybe she wanted me to say that I'd liked her as a girl. Not a friend.
"Lily? What do I mean to you?" James asked her in return.
Lily had stopped walking, and was looking straight into his eyes. She seemed to be searching for something. Some kind of sign. But what? Lily glanced away, and her gaze focused on a painting of the stars reflected off of the ocean. Lily nodded to that picture, and waited for James to redirect his attention there. "You know," she started. "I have always loved the sea. The moods of it. I was once told by someone who was very wise, but very young told me that I was a human replica of the ocean. My moods have always changed without a warning. Just like the Ocean can change from smooth and gentle to ferocious and rough. But, just like the sea, I'm easy to fall in love with. That people could become entranced just looking at me. Like I was putting some kind of spell on them. But she never said once that an ocean could love. Yet, when you think about it, love is something at nourishes. The ocean does nourish. It takes care of all of the animals that live within its depths. I realized recently, that I am exactly like the ocean. I nourish, but I haven't loved yet, not that way. Not the way a woman loves a man. But-" Lily said, her voice cracking. "But I think that- that I'm beginning to."
"Lils?" James asked. "What are you trying to say?" James knew that if she said that she loved someone else, that he'd be broken, and nothing would ever be able to put him back together.
"I guess," she got out before she paused to take a deep breath in. "I guess what I'm trying to say." She looked in his eyes at this point. "That I think that I'm in love. That the ocean has finally found a way to show the world that even elements can love. Through me. James, I-I-I Love y-y-you." Lily stuttered, then immediately fainted as soon as she said those three words.
James saw Lily start to sway, and quickly placed her in his arms, and quickly made his way to the Hospital Wing to see Madame Hummings.
Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God. Lily Evans loves me! I can't believe it. Lily loves me! James thought with a dreamy smile on his face. The girl that he loved returned the feeling. Life was great.
And tomorrow, everybody would know about his love for this beautiful flower that lay in my arms. James thought. I wish that I could tell the world, show the world what she does for me, how she makes me feel like a better man, as if I can do anything when she is around me.
James walked through the doors of the Hospital Wing, and laid Lily down on the nearest unoccupied bed, and went over to knock on Madame Hammings door. "What is it Mr. Potter?" the elder medi-witch asked as she pulled on a robe over her nightgown. "Why are you here after curfew?" she asked again. James smiled charmingly at the elderly lady, and replied. "It's Lily. She was in the Gryffindor Common room talking to us guys, and she, well, she just fainted." James flashed the witch a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts and continued. "And I was hoping that with your wondrous skills, that you could take time out of your busy schedule to I don't know, maybe revive her?"
The medi-witch walked over to the bed that James had laid Lily upon, pointedly ignoring the sarcasm in James's voice, and pointed her wand at Lily, saying, "enervate" (A/N: I'm not sure if I spelled that right.), and Lily's eyes slowly fluttered open and gazed into the eyes of the stern medi- witch. "What in the world did I do this time?" Lily whispered, more to herself than the medi-witch, but was neverless heard. "You my dear fainted. Now I suggest you eat this chocolate and be back on your way to the Ravenclaw house now." The nurse said, handing Lily a piece of chocolate and shooing Lily and James out of the Hospital quarters.
Lily huffed in indignation, and took a bite out of the chocolate, then out of habit, gave the rest to James, who finished the Chocolate frog within two bites. "Lily," James started nervously. "About what you said before you fainted." Lily stopped and looked at James sharply, just remembering that she had just told him those three words that are hard for some to say. "Well, I have been wanting to tell you something too. I, well, I actually NEED to tell you something. Otherwise, I'm pretty sure that the guys are going to do something very unpleasant to me. Oh sorry, babbling." James said when he caught the impatient look that Lily gave him. "What I was trying to say before I got carried away with the thoughts of what Remus and Sirius might do to me is that I love you Lily. I love you."
Lily gasped, and tears were visible in her eyes. "Oh, James." Lily cried as she launched herself into James's embrace. "I never thought," Lily sobbed into James's shoulder. "I never knew that I'd be able to love, and have someone love me in return. Now, now I do."
Lily lifted her head up off of James's shoulder, looked into his eyes, and was startled to see the shimmering of tears in them. She lifted her right hand, and brought it up to cradle James's cheek. "I love you," she whispered as she raised herself on her toes, and brought her face closer to his.
James, moved his head down the remanding space between him and Lily, and gently rested his lips against hers. They were as soft as a rose's petal, and felt as warm as the sun's rays.
Lily felt James's tongue trace the outline of her mouth, silently asking for entrance. Her mouth parted, and his tongue swept in to explore the hidden wonders of her mouth. James was so gentle while kissing her, tiny nibbles on her lips, the gentle playing with her own tongue, just everything, everything was as if it was a dream. A dream that was going past Lily's eyes in slow motion.
Lily's hands fisted in James's hair, while his hands slipped under the gray wool sweater that Lily was wearing, and both groaned at the contact of flesh on flesh. James drew back, gasping for air, delighted to see that Lily was in the same position, and was just about to go back for more when, "Excuse me for the interruptions Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans, but I do believe that it is past the 6th years curfew by now." Came the strict voice of Professor McGonagall. "Yes, Minnie, it is. 20 points from both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw for being out past curfew, and another 10 points each for public display of emotions. Now Mr. Potter, I suggest that you take your girlfriend back to her tower and get back to your own." Came the voice of the most hated teacher at Hogwarts, Professor Pottleburn. The only thing stopping them from getting a detention was the fact that McGonagall was with him. "Yes, Professors." James said. "Sorry, Professors." Lily replied hurriedly, not wanting to be around the creepy Professor Pottleburn any longer.
James and Lily rushed towards the Ravenclaw tower, and stopped at the statue of a pile of books. "James?" Lily asked, as she was about to say the password. "Hmmm?" he asked while he was gazing at her. "Does this mean.err.are we.ummm what I'm trying to say is.are we." James smiled at Lily's discomfort at bringing this up. "Yes," he whispered, as if he too was scared that if he said it out loud that it'd be lost forever. "We are together now. And hopefully, hopefully forever more." James leaned down and gave Lily a lingering kiss before walking back towards the Gryffindor Common room. Lily smiled, gave the statue the password, "Literature" and drifted up to her dorm room, fell happily on her bed with a satisfied sigh, and fell asleep with thoughts of James on her mind.
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A/N: There, that is finished. That Chapter took me a while to do, but I hope that you enjoyed it. Please tell me what you think about it by reviewing, or emailing me at aradia21@hotmail.com. Thank you for reading, and thank you for all of your reviews.
Mistress del Mare