A/N: Be warned, it gets not as funny and extra mushy in this chapter!
(nothing gross though!)
Chapter Four:
Defeat
"Ok, James, if that's what you need." Lily sighed; it pained her to see James like this. She didn't think it was normal to actually, physically hurt because of someone else's emotional pain, but she did.
As Lily pushed herself off the bed, she gave James a small kiss... Wait a minute a kiss?!?!?! He turned to face her, eyes wide. Her mouth was agape at what she had just done. Lily turned hurriedly on her heel and ran to the door, she paused and turned back to James for a second, green eyes jumping out of her head. She fumbled with the doorknob and shuffled out of the room.
'Oh my god.' Those were the only words running through Lily's blank mind as she scuttled down the stairs as fast as her small legs would carry her. Her hand was cupped over her wide mouth as she entered the common room. The girl didn't stop moving as she rushed through the highly occupied place, even over the calls of her friend, Willow.
Lily broke into a run as her destination drew nearer. She threw back a tapestry to reveal a wall. Wand in hand she preformed a series of dots and drew back as golden letters formed the word 'Lily'. (Wow, sound familiar) As far as she knew she was the only one who knew about this place.
The redhead settled herself on one of the cream couches. Snuggling deeper into it's warmth, 'What have I done?' was the last thought her tired mind possessed before she fell to slumber.
James stared at the spot where Lily had just been. He raised a hand to his lips, 'Ok,' he thought, 'It's settled... I do like Lily...' But what could he do about it? 'I think I'll head back to my place.' And for the second time in only ten minutes, James was back at the tapestry, performing the complicated (yet blaringly obvious) password. As he entered, his wand clattered to the floor...
"LILY?!"
Her pleasant, dreamless sleep was shattered, as a booming voice echoed into her mind. She stirred, and unnoticeably opened one eye. 'James... crap!' she said inwardly. Pretending she was still asleep, she grumbled slightly and turned into the couch.
'How does she know about this place??' James thought worriedly. Maybe she was the one who always moved his books around...
He sat down in the armchair across the coffee table from Lily's makeshift bed. James ran a hand through his hair and rubbed his temples. He got up and made his way over to her, and kneeled down, she had a troubled look on her sleeping (Or so he thought) face. James knew Lily had been absolutely horrified when she kissed him, maybe he would just wake her up and tell her it was ok...
"Lily...Lily!" James whispered into her ear, shaking her shoulder slightly.
'Well, there's no use pretending to sleep any more!' And she reluctantly turned to face him, her eyes sleepy and expectant. Her face flushed when she realized how close they were.
"Uh... Lil, I just wanted to tell you that... um..." James stuttered, and spontaneously leant in... and kissed her. Not the chaste good-bye kiss she had bestowed upon him, five minutes ago, no. This was full of... what was it... deep like? Maybe love? No, it couldn't be love, not yet anyway... After all, it had only been a short, very short while.
Lily's eyes popped open in surprise, but eased closed as she kissed back. It was not a very long kiss, but it was meaningful.
They pulled apart, flustered, bewildered and awed. What had just happened? They we're supposed to be friends! But... it HAD been rather nice... after all... neither had ever been kissed before. Yet, somehow, both of them knew, that it was different from a normal kiss.
James took Lily's hands in his, and said "I don't know why you kissed me before, and frankly, I don't really care. But I know that I liked it, and I know that I like you." He finished with a tone of finality. Lily just lied there, processing, as James got up and exited the way he had come.
Remus watched amusedly as James re-entered the common room, a huge grin on his face. He looked like he had found out Christmas came early, that, mixed with a glint of triumph... Quite a funny sight!
Thanks to my wonderful reviewers! You make writing worthwhile!
~Lady of The Willow
Chapter Four:
Defeat
"Ok, James, if that's what you need." Lily sighed; it pained her to see James like this. She didn't think it was normal to actually, physically hurt because of someone else's emotional pain, but she did.
As Lily pushed herself off the bed, she gave James a small kiss... Wait a minute a kiss?!?!?! He turned to face her, eyes wide. Her mouth was agape at what she had just done. Lily turned hurriedly on her heel and ran to the door, she paused and turned back to James for a second, green eyes jumping out of her head. She fumbled with the doorknob and shuffled out of the room.
'Oh my god.' Those were the only words running through Lily's blank mind as she scuttled down the stairs as fast as her small legs would carry her. Her hand was cupped over her wide mouth as she entered the common room. The girl didn't stop moving as she rushed through the highly occupied place, even over the calls of her friend, Willow.
Lily broke into a run as her destination drew nearer. She threw back a tapestry to reveal a wall. Wand in hand she preformed a series of dots and drew back as golden letters formed the word 'Lily'. (Wow, sound familiar) As far as she knew she was the only one who knew about this place.
The redhead settled herself on one of the cream couches. Snuggling deeper into it's warmth, 'What have I done?' was the last thought her tired mind possessed before she fell to slumber.
James stared at the spot where Lily had just been. He raised a hand to his lips, 'Ok,' he thought, 'It's settled... I do like Lily...' But what could he do about it? 'I think I'll head back to my place.' And for the second time in only ten minutes, James was back at the tapestry, performing the complicated (yet blaringly obvious) password. As he entered, his wand clattered to the floor...
"LILY?!"
Her pleasant, dreamless sleep was shattered, as a booming voice echoed into her mind. She stirred, and unnoticeably opened one eye. 'James... crap!' she said inwardly. Pretending she was still asleep, she grumbled slightly and turned into the couch.
'How does she know about this place??' James thought worriedly. Maybe she was the one who always moved his books around...
He sat down in the armchair across the coffee table from Lily's makeshift bed. James ran a hand through his hair and rubbed his temples. He got up and made his way over to her, and kneeled down, she had a troubled look on her sleeping (Or so he thought) face. James knew Lily had been absolutely horrified when she kissed him, maybe he would just wake her up and tell her it was ok...
"Lily...Lily!" James whispered into her ear, shaking her shoulder slightly.
'Well, there's no use pretending to sleep any more!' And she reluctantly turned to face him, her eyes sleepy and expectant. Her face flushed when she realized how close they were.
"Uh... Lil, I just wanted to tell you that... um..." James stuttered, and spontaneously leant in... and kissed her. Not the chaste good-bye kiss she had bestowed upon him, five minutes ago, no. This was full of... what was it... deep like? Maybe love? No, it couldn't be love, not yet anyway... After all, it had only been a short, very short while.
Lily's eyes popped open in surprise, but eased closed as she kissed back. It was not a very long kiss, but it was meaningful.
They pulled apart, flustered, bewildered and awed. What had just happened? They we're supposed to be friends! But... it HAD been rather nice... after all... neither had ever been kissed before. Yet, somehow, both of them knew, that it was different from a normal kiss.
James took Lily's hands in his, and said "I don't know why you kissed me before, and frankly, I don't really care. But I know that I liked it, and I know that I like you." He finished with a tone of finality. Lily just lied there, processing, as James got up and exited the way he had come.
Remus watched amusedly as James re-entered the common room, a huge grin on his face. He looked like he had found out Christmas came early, that, mixed with a glint of triumph... Quite a funny sight!
Thanks to my wonderful reviewers! You make writing worthwhile!
~Lady of The Willow