Disclaimer: see first chapter

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James stretched out on his bed; his bag of purchases from the costume
shop was carefully stored under his bed. Remus was sitting with one
set of curtains open on his four poster, he was pouring over a book of
charms. Every few minutes he would jot something else down on a piece
of paper, then return to the book.

James sighed; his thoughts were filled with Lily. He wanted nothing more than to kidnap her from - where ever she was, and have his way with her in a quite room somewhere.

Brian walked into the room, two large bags in hand. James glared at him, maybe if he wasn't dating Lily; James would have had a chance. He had been such an idiot. With a loud bang, Sirius and Peter entered the room, talking loudly, apparently not caring who heard them.

"Did you see that dress?"

"It didn't have a back, plus, that thing dipped pretty low."

"And that skirt," Sirius whistled. "And that shirt, if you can call it a shirt."

"Been spying into the girl's bathroom again, Padfoot?" James asked.

"Nah," Sirius answered with a wave of his hand and a grin. "We were looking at the girls trying on dress for their costumes at the ball."

"Oh?" Brian asked, standing up and raising an eyebrow. "Who did you see?" he sounded rather interested.

"Your girlfriend, actually." Sirius winked at Brian, "that girl has quite a nice ass, if I do say so myself."

"And Victoria," Peter squeaked. Remus' head shot up. "She was wearing a rather - um - provocative dress." Sirius glanced at Remus, eyeing the other boy carefully. His large caramel eyes were narrowed at Peter.

"But, wow! Lily! I mean - wow. That girl has a nice ass, and a great pair of legs." Sirius tried to change the subject hurriedly. Of course, he seemed to have forgotten Brian was in the room, but these comments didn't seem to phase him at all.

"Yeah - " he trailed off, "she has, hasn't she?" James glared again at him.

"Hey, shut up about Lily, you lot. And I don't want to hear you lot talking about her ever again!" he half shouted at the whole group. The room went deadly silent for a minute.

"Why shouldn't I talk about my girlfriend, Potter? And since when are you two on first name terms?" Brian demand, the other Marauders were watching the pair, their eyes flicking back and forth.

"Because you don't deserve her." James growled. "She's not just a great pair of legs, a nice ass and nice hips. She's a person, a wonderful person. She has a great personality - "

"HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?!" Brian yelled, interrupting James mid sentence. "YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER!"

"NEITHER DO YOU!" James countered. "You can't just date a girl because you like her legs, you shallow prick." Both boys appeared to have forgot their years of friendship, all those years of sleeping just a few beds away from each other. Dinners, classes, Quidditch practices together. All that had disappeared under the mounting rage, and all about a girl.

But it wasn't James who threw the first punch.

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Victoria opened the door, and groaned. "What did you do?" Remus was standing in the doorway, supporting James. The dark haired boy at a spilt lip, a rather nice cut on his forehead, a bloody nose, and what was going to be a black eye.

"He got into a fight about Quidditch." Remus explained quickly.

"Quidditch?" Victoria asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow.

"We're guys, it's a testosterone thing." Remus looked her over for a minute, discreetly. Her hair was in her eyes, her cheeks were slightly flushed, an effect Remus would have to seen more often. She was wearing a pair of jeans and 3 quarter black, low dipping shirt. Her feet were bare, but mostly hidden by her jeans. "Look, do you have any of that stuff you put on my back?"

"I'll bet. Yeah, I do. Come on in." Victoria moved a side and let them enter. Remus dropped James onto the end of Lily's bed.

"What happened to you?" Lily asked from the door of their bathroom. She was toweling her curly hair, which was damp.

"He got into a fight about Quidditch."

"Quidditch?"

"That's what I said." Lily retreated back into the bathroom, she returned a few seconds later with two pots.

"I'll clean James up, Remus. You can leave if you want."

"I need to talk to you." Remus turned to Victoria, the tall brunette nodded mutely. "Thanks, Lily." Remus grabbed Victoria's hand and dragged her down the stairs, through the common room, out of the portrait hole, down an empty corridor and into a deserted classroom. Victoria leaned slightly against one of the desks; Remus stood with his back to her, facing one of the large windows. They were silent for a few minutes, glancing at yeah other occasionally, but neither tried to start a conversation.

In her mind, Remus looked tense. His shoulder and back muscles were taunt under his shirt. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a large gray sweater; a simple pair of sneakers finished the outfit. Victoria realized her feet were still bare and they left rather cold against the stone floor.

"What happened the other day in the hall?"

"Nothing," Victoria answered quickly, fingering the stone around her neck, hopping it was working.

"Nothing? Bugger, you're a terrible liar. You took off like a bat outta hell." Remus snapped, glaring at her. "Am I that horrible a kisser?"

"No - no. Its not you, Remus. I promise."

"Then, why?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Victoria was concentrating hard on her cold, bare feet. "You don't need to know."

"And it's not about me?"

"No, it's entirely my problem."

"Are you sure?" Victoria looked up at him and the expression on his face caused her breath to catch in her throat.

"Yes," she let out her breath and looked back down at her feet. She realized just a second before the hand was under her chin, that her feet were not the only ones in her field of vision anymore.

Remus tilted her face up toward him and kissed her soundly. Her hands went up around his neck and Remus' hands rested on either side of her on the desk. Suddenly Victoria didn't care about anything anymore. There was nothing but her and Remus in the world. Sliding back onto the desk, Remus moved forward, refusing to break contact with her lips.

One of her hands playing with the caramel locks, running her hand through them. The other darted under the collar of his shirt, running her fingers over his skin. Victoria grinned into the kiss, feeling him shudder against her. Giving up with her lips, Remus kissed her neck and enjoyed the small noises she made from his hands running up under the back of her shirt.

Remus groaned, Victoria had given up waiting for him to leave her neck and had started nibbling at his ear. He found himself sucking hard enough to leave bruising on her neck. Breaking away, she smiled.

"Maybe we could talk again later," Victoria winked and pressed her lips to his again quickly and jumped off the desk. She walked from the room; Remus' eyes never left her. He found he had a sudden fascination with the way her hips moved.

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Lily was rubbing in the slave for James' cut forehead. After telling him he could heal his own bloody lip, Lily had moved him into the bathroom to clean him up. He was sitting on the counter of the sink; Lily was standing between his legs so she was able to get at his cuts easily.

"How can you get into a fight about Quidditch?" Lily asked, watching the cut close up and heal over. James grinned guiltily at her. She had begun to rub slave around his eye, which stung, but healed quickly.

"It's quite easy, actually." James shrugged, "Brian and I just didn't agree."

"Brian?" Lily asked, shocked. "You fought with Brian?" James' heart fell, she appeared worried. But she hadn't moved from her place between his legs. Lily suddenly grinned, "Who won?" Lily rubbed some slave onto his nose, it was meant to heal whatever damage that rather heavy punch had inflicted on his nose.

"I did."

"And if I asked Brian, would he say he won?"

"He might. But he might not be able to see you because of his eye."

"JAMES!"

"What?" He asked, trying to look innocent. Apart from beating the hell out of Brian, James had just smeared some slave across her nose. And such a cute nose it was too. Lily retaliated by putting a large glob on his cheek. This war continued all around the large bathroom until James had Lily pinned to a wall.

"I hardly think this is fair." Lily told him; her breathing was slightly heavy. James grinned at her; he wasn't out of breath at all.

"Oh, I don't know, I don't think you have this stuff down the front of your shirt." James shifted. "Its cold."

"No, I don't suppose I do." Lily laughed; her red hair had fallen out of ponytail she had put it into when she was healing James' war wounds. Smiling widely, she looked straight into James' eyes and caught her breath. Something in his eyes made her want to run, but something else made her standing totally still.

Warm lips pressed against her own, and Lily closed her eyes tight, every atom in her body buzzed to life, her lips felt like they were on fire. Arms went up around his neck and hands buried themselves deep in his unruly black hair. James' pulled her to him, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. Bringing her close so fast caused the pair to over balance and fall into the bathtub. James rolled Lily over so he was on top.

James was delighted to feel her tongue running over his lips. Opening his mouth against hers, James enjoyed her taste. Forgoing her mouth, with some difficulty because whenever he tried, Lily would whimper, making him press his lips back down to hers. James kissed her neck, leaving a small trail all the way down to her exposed collarbone, which he nipped playfully.

"Lily?" the dorm room door banged open. Lily's eyes flew open, James obviously hadn't heard because he was still sucking at the base of her neck.

"James," Lily moaned slightly, unfortunately, the moan only made James stuck harder. "Get off." She whispered. James looked up.

"Lily?" James' eyes opened wide at the sound of the voice. Quickly pulling them both out of the tub, James rubbed the remaining slave off his face and arms. Lily did the same. Kissing her quickly, but soundly, James whispered to her,

"I'll see you later." He exited the bathroom, taking a pot of slave with him and Victoria entered. Lily could feel her lips buzzing as she ran a finger over them; her neck and collarbone were burning where he had kissed them.

"You alright?" Victoria asked, looking at her sister. The brunette was grinned slightly, looking at her sister's mussed hair and swollen lips.

"Yeah, in fact, I've never been better."

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James glanced at Remus; the boy was flying flat out on his bed, staring at his canopy with a silly sort of grin on his face. Brian was no where to been seen, James was under the impression Peter had gone with him to the hospital wing. Sirius had to be around somewhere, but right now, James really didn't care.

He was very surprised that he could still walk. Those kisses had been Earth shattering, and James was on cloud nine.

"You alright there, James?" Remus asked, looking up. "Fixed you up, did she?"

"You have no idea." James answered, with a satisfied wink. He felt there was strong possibility that he would be dreaming of Lily tonight.

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Well, that ends that chapter. School is out, so I should be able to
write more often now (yeah for me!). but I do have homework to do, I
have three books to read and work for two APs.

As always, I am open to ideas, comments, flames, or just fan mail in
general (=P).

Next chapter will be up when there are 50 reviews.. I hope

Tata

- Lady Starlight