A/N: Hey, I'm back! Didya miss me? Sorry, and I know you don't want to hear my excuse, but my computer won't have any more problems, and I should be updating much more frequently now. Anyway, if I haven't already said, James is a seeker. I think that's what she (Rowling) meant to display in OotP, so in this he's a seeker. Although that isn't too important in this chapter, I suppose it will be relevant in upcoming excerpts.
And thanks to all of you who reviewed! I just love checking my email and seeing a few reviews every couple of days. They also make me feel guilty for not updating! Since none of you are probably reading this anymore, I'll get on with it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize! Unless you recognize it as mine, that is.
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Chapter 7: For Being So Blind
James woke up the next morning, and threw on some clothes. He combed through his hair, then messed it up, making it look windswept. He walked down the stairs to the common room, and down the small hall between the stairs leading to the boys' and girls' dormitories to the bathroom. James removed his glasses and threw some water on his face. After washing his neck and arms, he walked back up to his dormitory. He threw on a Hogwarts robe, and looked around the room for his bag.
James stopped, and almost laughed in spite of himself. Everyone else was still asleep. 'It must be earlier than I thought,' he said in his head. He shrugged, grabbed his bag, and walked out the door and down the stairs. Ironically, the common room was empty.
James made his way down to the Great Hall for an early breakfast. There were about a half a dozen Ravenclaws, a couple of Hufflepuffs, and one single Gryffindor: Lily. James sighed. This had been happening quite a bit, the two of them alone. It almost seemed as if someone were planning this.
He walked silently over to her, and stopped directly behind Lily. James quickly put his hands on her shoulders, and whispered her name loudly.
Lily gasped and froze. she turned around quickly, and blushed when she saw who it was. "James, you nearly scared me half to death!" she said scoldingly. "Don't /do/ that!"
"Sorry, sorry! Couldn't resist!" he said, pulling up a chair next to her. "So, why are you up so early?"
"I didn't sleep very well last night after ... " She stopped, blushing. "What about you?"
"I woke up, and couldn't get back to sleep, so I came down here. Glad I have someone to talk to," he said, smiling at her. "So, looking forward to another year at Hogwarts?"
"Yes, of course! I love it here! I just don't like the thought of our N.E.W.T.'s. If they're worse than our O.W.L.'s ..."
James chuckled. "You know you'll do fine, Lily! You're at the top of every class!"
"Not transfiguration, James," Lily said, smirking. "I lost out to /you/," she said, jabbing a finger at his chest. She smiled warmly, to show that she was only joking.
"Hey, Lily? Remember back in fifth year, when you blew up at me for picking on Snape?"
"Mmhm, how could I forget? That was really embarassing, wasn't it? Although, back then, you were a conceited little prat!" she said teasingly.
James ran his had through his hair absentmindedly. "Ahah, that, that's one of the things I was yelling at you for!" Lily said, laughing.
James pulled his hand away as if burned and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, nervous habbit," he said.
"You, nervous? Why?" she asked.
"Um, Lily? Last night ... " he began.
"James!" Sirius yelled as he pulled up a chair across from them. Remus and Peter also sat. "Bit of an early riser, are you?"
"Yes," James said curtly.
"Whoa, whoa, apparantly you're not a morning person!" Sirius said, mock fright on his face.
Delia soon entered, her hair slightly curled. Remus stared. She took a seat next to Lily and across from Remus. "Good morning, everyone," Delia said cheerfully.
"So, that's what took you. I really like your hair like that, Delia," Lily told her. "It looks very nice," she said in compliment.
"Yes, it's really very pretty. You should do it that way more often," Remus said before he could stop himself.
"Thanks, Remus," Delia said, smiling.
They were interupted by their time tables appearing. "Looks like double Defense this morning, with Ravenclaw, and then Charms after lunch with Slytherin, followed by Double Transfiguration, with Hufflepuff," Peter said aloud. "Pretty decent day, I suppose."
They finished eating, and headed to Defense Against the Dark Arts, which turned out to be very uneventful. Professor Covington, a pleasant woman in her late twenties, lectured the class on the importance of their upcoming N.E.W.T.'s, and then began a review on the characteristics of werewolves.
James tried to talk to Lily at lunch, but Lily ate very quickly and headed to the library to start her Defense homework.
Once at Charms, Professor Flitwick, propped on his usual pile of textbooks, also stress the ever-important N.E.W.T.'s. After that, they brushed up on Summoning Charms, Bubble-head Charms, and the properties of Healing Charms.
Transifuration was much the same, with yet another N.E.W.T. lecture, followed by a review on animagi.
James was becoming frustrated. He /had/ to talk to Lily, but it was almost as if she had been avoiding him. She hadn't turned up at dinner, and Delia had no clue as to where she had gone.
James, who didn't eat much, decided to head to the common room early. He figured he would get his homework out of the way, to free up more time to concentrate on quidditch. James was the Seeker and Captain on the Gryffindor House Team, and wanted to hold tryouts on Friday. Jonathan Duffey and Emma Karlson, two of last year's Chasers, had graduated and needed to be replaced.
James pulled out a roll of parchment and began his Transfiguration essay for McGonagall. /Explain why it is important for the Ministry of Magic to supervise all witches and wizards while learning to become animagi./ The topic of the essay made James chuckle slightly. He, Sirius, and Peter had managed to become illegal animagi in their fifth year. This essay was quite easy, as James knew all the steps required to become an animagus by heart. It took him the short span of twenty minutes, and he moved on to charms.
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Roughly two hours later, james set down his quill. He had finished all his homework. It sounded as if he was the only one left in the common room. His eyes roamed the room, and much to his surprise, there sat Lily on the same couch as the night before.
"How long have you been sitting there?" James asked, eyebrows raised.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb you. It's a very rare sight, seeing you do homework."
"Lily, why weren't you at dinner?"
Lily looked down at her lap. "I wasn't hungry," she mumbled.
James looked across the room at her sternly. "Oh, no, you are /not/ doing that here. You /have/ to eat, Lily." He suddenly had an idea. "Stay here," James said, as he gathered up his quill and parchment, throwing them into his bag, and heading up to his dormitory.
"But-" Lily began.
"Stay there, I'll be back in a second."
And she stayed. James came down a few moments later, devoid of his school bag.
"Lily, you /are/ going to eat tonight."
"James, dinner ended hours ago, and it's after curfew! We can't possibly sneak to the kitchens now!" she hissed.
James chuckled, and pulled out something smooth and silvery. Lily took a step closer to James, inspecting this odd piece of material.
"This ... this is amazing!" Lily breathed. "Where on earth did you get your hands on an invisibility cloak?"
He smiled thoughtfully. "It was my father's," he told her. "And this is going to get us to the kitchens!"
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Lily and James were huddled together under the invisibility cloak, on their way back from the kitchens. Thy finally reached Gryffindor Tower, only to find that the Fat Lady had gone for a nightly visit to another painting.
James took off the invisibility cloak. Lily suddenly realized how close they had been standing, and she backed away instinctively.
After an odd moment, Lily spoke up. "Er, James? What do we do now?"
"Well, I suppose we wait. There's not much else we can do," he told her.
"What if we get caught?" she asked, not in any mood to receive detention.
"Well, we /are/ Head Boy and Girl. We say we heard a disturbance out here, and came to investigate. As soon as we got out here, we realized the Fat Lady had gone. Quite a believable story, don't you say?"
"Well, I suppose so," she began. "How long do you think we'll be waiting?"
"I don't know, but I suggest we make ourselves comfortable," he said, gesturing to the floor. He sat down against the wall, and Lily did the same.
"You know, Lily, I'm sort of glad we were marooned out here. You see, I've been meaning to talk to you all day. I'd almost think you've been avoiding me," he said, looking down at her red hair.
She shifted slightly under his gaze. "I, er, I'm sorry, James, I ... I just ... I mean I don't know-"
"You're rambling, Lily," he told her.
She took a deep breath. "How do I say this? I'm just so mixed up about ... about you." She looked up at him as she said this, color rising to her cheeks.
"Lily, can I say something? I've been a bit of an 'admirer', of you, since the beginning of second year. You see, you were so ... beautiful and smart, and so delicate ... And when you dated that Ravenclaw back in Fifth Year, Joshua Davies, the Quidditch Captain, well, I found myself ... jealous. I thought you hated me, and I worked to prove myself worthy for your company at least. Then, last summer, I realized how alone you are. I found myself needing to be there with you, not for my sake, but for yours. Lily I-"
He was stopped by Lily pressing her lips firmly against his. Her hands wandered up to his hair. James, after getting over the shock of it all, found himself kissing back. His hands roamed her shoulders, and went slowly down her back, resting on her waist. He played with the hem of her shirt.
They parted, and Lily looked up at him. "I'm sorry, James," she whispered.
"For what?" he asked, in a deep, husky voice.
"For being so blind." She leaned into him and rested her head on his chest as James draped an arm around her shoulders. They both sat there, not moving an inch for the fear of ending it all. Slowly, they drifted off to sleep.
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"Well, well, well, look what we have here," Sirius said, turning to Remus and Peter. "I always knew James had it in him!"
"If only I was as lucky as he is," Remus started. "He gets a girl on the second day of term," he said jokingly.
"Why don't we give them a little wake up call ..." Peter began maliciously.
"Ah, you read my mind, Wormtail." Sirius pulled out his wand, and pointed it at the two. "/Hydrogenus Palus!/"
Two large buckets of ice cold water were dumped simultaneously on Lily and James. They both woke with a start, and Lily jumped.
"Sirius!" James hissed, trying to keep quiet so as not to attract Filch. He had murder painted in his eyes, but it soon ebbed away at Sirius's maniacal grin.
"Well, aren't you two quite the couple!" Sirius said, and caused Peter to snort.
"Never saw this coming, nope," Remus added with a wink at Lily.
"It's n-not as if we planned to be stuck out her n-now. I ap-p-preciate you waking us up, b-but did it have t-to be c-cold water?" Lily said, visibly shivering. James pulled her closer in an effort to warm her.
"Doest my sense of hearing fail me? Did Lily Evans just string more than five words together for me?" Sirius said in mock-shock.
Lily blushed and muttered something under her breath, still shaking with cold. James reached in his pocket for his wand, intending to perform a quick-dry spell on the both of them, but came up empty-handed.
"Looking for these?" Peter said, grinning evilly. He brandished two very familiar wands.
"Peter," James warned. "Give them here, or I'll-"
"Or you'll what?" Remus asked. "Point your finger at him? James, you're wandless, and there isn't a thing you can do about it," he finished, grinning from ear to ear.
"Oh, really?" James began. He gently eashed Lily away, and stood up, but apparantly this had taken much too long. Remus had been holding the portrait open the entire time, making an easy exit. The portrait of the Fat Lady slammed over the entrance, startling her awake. "What's all this ruccuss?" she asked, throwing them a disapproving glare.
"Come on, Lily, we'd better go back," James said, helping her rise to her feet. James uttered the password, and they stepped inside.
There was a roaring fire in the fireplace that cast a nice glow about the empty and otherwise dark common room. On the floor directly in front of the fireplace lay one blanket, folded neatly. There was a note attached. They walked the span of the common room, and James bent down to pick it up.
James-
Hope this helps warm the two of you up!
-M,W,P
James chuckled, and showed Lily the note. "What did they ... " she began, but then it dawned on her. "There's only one blanket. They didn't plan this, did they?" she said with raised eyebrows.
"Knowing them, they probably saw us asleep, and decided to stir up a little storm of their own," James told her, grinning. "We might as well use what resources we have, I suppose," James began. "Also, it might do a little bit of good to remove your outer layers of clothing," he told her, unlacing his shoes.
Lily only stared blankly at him, and so James offered a bit more of his reasoning. "You're drenched to the bone, and without a wand you have no other way of drying off. I'm not going to let you go to sleep, wet as you are," he said, grinning. "You'd be dreadfully sick, and besides, I could use a little company."
Lily nodded and discarded her Hogwarts Robe. James began unbuttoning his white sirt, revealing an equally-drenched teeshirt. They both leaned against the food of an armchair very near the fire, and pulled the blanket over them. James slowly draped an arm around Lily's shoulders, and she leaned into him.
James inhaled deeply, taking in her scent. He liked this, he decided. He liked just being with her, just sitting, enjoying the silence. Or more so, her company. Yes, it was her company he enjoyed, he decided, almost nodding to himself. "Lily?" he asked, aftraid to break the silence.
"Hmm?" she murmured.
"Will you go to Hogsmeade with me, next month?"
"Of course," she mumbled sleepily. They both fell asleep, with many pleasant dreams.
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A/N: well? review!
and Daydreamer, thanks for that very long review! I took your advice, and don't worry, I have many plans in store for our characters.
This fluffiness isn't the entire plot, and a little bit more of the action adventure will enter! Next chapter, actually. I already have it started, it may take a few days to finish though. Until then,
-roxy
And thanks to all of you who reviewed! I just love checking my email and seeing a few reviews every couple of days. They also make me feel guilty for not updating! Since none of you are probably reading this anymore, I'll get on with it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize! Unless you recognize it as mine, that is.
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Chapter 7: For Being So Blind
James woke up the next morning, and threw on some clothes. He combed through his hair, then messed it up, making it look windswept. He walked down the stairs to the common room, and down the small hall between the stairs leading to the boys' and girls' dormitories to the bathroom. James removed his glasses and threw some water on his face. After washing his neck and arms, he walked back up to his dormitory. He threw on a Hogwarts robe, and looked around the room for his bag.
James stopped, and almost laughed in spite of himself. Everyone else was still asleep. 'It must be earlier than I thought,' he said in his head. He shrugged, grabbed his bag, and walked out the door and down the stairs. Ironically, the common room was empty.
James made his way down to the Great Hall for an early breakfast. There were about a half a dozen Ravenclaws, a couple of Hufflepuffs, and one single Gryffindor: Lily. James sighed. This had been happening quite a bit, the two of them alone. It almost seemed as if someone were planning this.
He walked silently over to her, and stopped directly behind Lily. James quickly put his hands on her shoulders, and whispered her name loudly.
Lily gasped and froze. she turned around quickly, and blushed when she saw who it was. "James, you nearly scared me half to death!" she said scoldingly. "Don't /do/ that!"
"Sorry, sorry! Couldn't resist!" he said, pulling up a chair next to her. "So, why are you up so early?"
"I didn't sleep very well last night after ... " She stopped, blushing. "What about you?"
"I woke up, and couldn't get back to sleep, so I came down here. Glad I have someone to talk to," he said, smiling at her. "So, looking forward to another year at Hogwarts?"
"Yes, of course! I love it here! I just don't like the thought of our N.E.W.T.'s. If they're worse than our O.W.L.'s ..."
James chuckled. "You know you'll do fine, Lily! You're at the top of every class!"
"Not transfiguration, James," Lily said, smirking. "I lost out to /you/," she said, jabbing a finger at his chest. She smiled warmly, to show that she was only joking.
"Hey, Lily? Remember back in fifth year, when you blew up at me for picking on Snape?"
"Mmhm, how could I forget? That was really embarassing, wasn't it? Although, back then, you were a conceited little prat!" she said teasingly.
James ran his had through his hair absentmindedly. "Ahah, that, that's one of the things I was yelling at you for!" Lily said, laughing.
James pulled his hand away as if burned and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, nervous habbit," he said.
"You, nervous? Why?" she asked.
"Um, Lily? Last night ... " he began.
"James!" Sirius yelled as he pulled up a chair across from them. Remus and Peter also sat. "Bit of an early riser, are you?"
"Yes," James said curtly.
"Whoa, whoa, apparantly you're not a morning person!" Sirius said, mock fright on his face.
Delia soon entered, her hair slightly curled. Remus stared. She took a seat next to Lily and across from Remus. "Good morning, everyone," Delia said cheerfully.
"So, that's what took you. I really like your hair like that, Delia," Lily told her. "It looks very nice," she said in compliment.
"Yes, it's really very pretty. You should do it that way more often," Remus said before he could stop himself.
"Thanks, Remus," Delia said, smiling.
They were interupted by their time tables appearing. "Looks like double Defense this morning, with Ravenclaw, and then Charms after lunch with Slytherin, followed by Double Transfiguration, with Hufflepuff," Peter said aloud. "Pretty decent day, I suppose."
They finished eating, and headed to Defense Against the Dark Arts, which turned out to be very uneventful. Professor Covington, a pleasant woman in her late twenties, lectured the class on the importance of their upcoming N.E.W.T.'s, and then began a review on the characteristics of werewolves.
James tried to talk to Lily at lunch, but Lily ate very quickly and headed to the library to start her Defense homework.
Once at Charms, Professor Flitwick, propped on his usual pile of textbooks, also stress the ever-important N.E.W.T.'s. After that, they brushed up on Summoning Charms, Bubble-head Charms, and the properties of Healing Charms.
Transifuration was much the same, with yet another N.E.W.T. lecture, followed by a review on animagi.
James was becoming frustrated. He /had/ to talk to Lily, but it was almost as if she had been avoiding him. She hadn't turned up at dinner, and Delia had no clue as to where she had gone.
James, who didn't eat much, decided to head to the common room early. He figured he would get his homework out of the way, to free up more time to concentrate on quidditch. James was the Seeker and Captain on the Gryffindor House Team, and wanted to hold tryouts on Friday. Jonathan Duffey and Emma Karlson, two of last year's Chasers, had graduated and needed to be replaced.
James pulled out a roll of parchment and began his Transfiguration essay for McGonagall. /Explain why it is important for the Ministry of Magic to supervise all witches and wizards while learning to become animagi./ The topic of the essay made James chuckle slightly. He, Sirius, and Peter had managed to become illegal animagi in their fifth year. This essay was quite easy, as James knew all the steps required to become an animagus by heart. It took him the short span of twenty minutes, and he moved on to charms.
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Roughly two hours later, james set down his quill. He had finished all his homework. It sounded as if he was the only one left in the common room. His eyes roamed the room, and much to his surprise, there sat Lily on the same couch as the night before.
"How long have you been sitting there?" James asked, eyebrows raised.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb you. It's a very rare sight, seeing you do homework."
"Lily, why weren't you at dinner?"
Lily looked down at her lap. "I wasn't hungry," she mumbled.
James looked across the room at her sternly. "Oh, no, you are /not/ doing that here. You /have/ to eat, Lily." He suddenly had an idea. "Stay here," James said, as he gathered up his quill and parchment, throwing them into his bag, and heading up to his dormitory.
"But-" Lily began.
"Stay there, I'll be back in a second."
And she stayed. James came down a few moments later, devoid of his school bag.
"Lily, you /are/ going to eat tonight."
"James, dinner ended hours ago, and it's after curfew! We can't possibly sneak to the kitchens now!" she hissed.
James chuckled, and pulled out something smooth and silvery. Lily took a step closer to James, inspecting this odd piece of material.
"This ... this is amazing!" Lily breathed. "Where on earth did you get your hands on an invisibility cloak?"
He smiled thoughtfully. "It was my father's," he told her. "And this is going to get us to the kitchens!"
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Lily and James were huddled together under the invisibility cloak, on their way back from the kitchens. Thy finally reached Gryffindor Tower, only to find that the Fat Lady had gone for a nightly visit to another painting.
James took off the invisibility cloak. Lily suddenly realized how close they had been standing, and she backed away instinctively.
After an odd moment, Lily spoke up. "Er, James? What do we do now?"
"Well, I suppose we wait. There's not much else we can do," he told her.
"What if we get caught?" she asked, not in any mood to receive detention.
"Well, we /are/ Head Boy and Girl. We say we heard a disturbance out here, and came to investigate. As soon as we got out here, we realized the Fat Lady had gone. Quite a believable story, don't you say?"
"Well, I suppose so," she began. "How long do you think we'll be waiting?"
"I don't know, but I suggest we make ourselves comfortable," he said, gesturing to the floor. He sat down against the wall, and Lily did the same.
"You know, Lily, I'm sort of glad we were marooned out here. You see, I've been meaning to talk to you all day. I'd almost think you've been avoiding me," he said, looking down at her red hair.
She shifted slightly under his gaze. "I, er, I'm sorry, James, I ... I just ... I mean I don't know-"
"You're rambling, Lily," he told her.
She took a deep breath. "How do I say this? I'm just so mixed up about ... about you." She looked up at him as she said this, color rising to her cheeks.
"Lily, can I say something? I've been a bit of an 'admirer', of you, since the beginning of second year. You see, you were so ... beautiful and smart, and so delicate ... And when you dated that Ravenclaw back in Fifth Year, Joshua Davies, the Quidditch Captain, well, I found myself ... jealous. I thought you hated me, and I worked to prove myself worthy for your company at least. Then, last summer, I realized how alone you are. I found myself needing to be there with you, not for my sake, but for yours. Lily I-"
He was stopped by Lily pressing her lips firmly against his. Her hands wandered up to his hair. James, after getting over the shock of it all, found himself kissing back. His hands roamed her shoulders, and went slowly down her back, resting on her waist. He played with the hem of her shirt.
They parted, and Lily looked up at him. "I'm sorry, James," she whispered.
"For what?" he asked, in a deep, husky voice.
"For being so blind." She leaned into him and rested her head on his chest as James draped an arm around her shoulders. They both sat there, not moving an inch for the fear of ending it all. Slowly, they drifted off to sleep.
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"Well, well, well, look what we have here," Sirius said, turning to Remus and Peter. "I always knew James had it in him!"
"If only I was as lucky as he is," Remus started. "He gets a girl on the second day of term," he said jokingly.
"Why don't we give them a little wake up call ..." Peter began maliciously.
"Ah, you read my mind, Wormtail." Sirius pulled out his wand, and pointed it at the two. "/Hydrogenus Palus!/"
Two large buckets of ice cold water were dumped simultaneously on Lily and James. They both woke with a start, and Lily jumped.
"Sirius!" James hissed, trying to keep quiet so as not to attract Filch. He had murder painted in his eyes, but it soon ebbed away at Sirius's maniacal grin.
"Well, aren't you two quite the couple!" Sirius said, and caused Peter to snort.
"Never saw this coming, nope," Remus added with a wink at Lily.
"It's n-not as if we planned to be stuck out her n-now. I ap-p-preciate you waking us up, b-but did it have t-to be c-cold water?" Lily said, visibly shivering. James pulled her closer in an effort to warm her.
"Doest my sense of hearing fail me? Did Lily Evans just string more than five words together for me?" Sirius said in mock-shock.
Lily blushed and muttered something under her breath, still shaking with cold. James reached in his pocket for his wand, intending to perform a quick-dry spell on the both of them, but came up empty-handed.
"Looking for these?" Peter said, grinning evilly. He brandished two very familiar wands.
"Peter," James warned. "Give them here, or I'll-"
"Or you'll what?" Remus asked. "Point your finger at him? James, you're wandless, and there isn't a thing you can do about it," he finished, grinning from ear to ear.
"Oh, really?" James began. He gently eashed Lily away, and stood up, but apparantly this had taken much too long. Remus had been holding the portrait open the entire time, making an easy exit. The portrait of the Fat Lady slammed over the entrance, startling her awake. "What's all this ruccuss?" she asked, throwing them a disapproving glare.
"Come on, Lily, we'd better go back," James said, helping her rise to her feet. James uttered the password, and they stepped inside.
There was a roaring fire in the fireplace that cast a nice glow about the empty and otherwise dark common room. On the floor directly in front of the fireplace lay one blanket, folded neatly. There was a note attached. They walked the span of the common room, and James bent down to pick it up.
James-
Hope this helps warm the two of you up!
-M,W,P
James chuckled, and showed Lily the note. "What did they ... " she began, but then it dawned on her. "There's only one blanket. They didn't plan this, did they?" she said with raised eyebrows.
"Knowing them, they probably saw us asleep, and decided to stir up a little storm of their own," James told her, grinning. "We might as well use what resources we have, I suppose," James began. "Also, it might do a little bit of good to remove your outer layers of clothing," he told her, unlacing his shoes.
Lily only stared blankly at him, and so James offered a bit more of his reasoning. "You're drenched to the bone, and without a wand you have no other way of drying off. I'm not going to let you go to sleep, wet as you are," he said, grinning. "You'd be dreadfully sick, and besides, I could use a little company."
Lily nodded and discarded her Hogwarts Robe. James began unbuttoning his white sirt, revealing an equally-drenched teeshirt. They both leaned against the food of an armchair very near the fire, and pulled the blanket over them. James slowly draped an arm around Lily's shoulders, and she leaned into him.
James inhaled deeply, taking in her scent. He liked this, he decided. He liked just being with her, just sitting, enjoying the silence. Or more so, her company. Yes, it was her company he enjoyed, he decided, almost nodding to himself. "Lily?" he asked, aftraid to break the silence.
"Hmm?" she murmured.
"Will you go to Hogsmeade with me, next month?"
"Of course," she mumbled sleepily. They both fell asleep, with many pleasant dreams.
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A/N: well? review!
and Daydreamer, thanks for that very long review! I took your advice, and don't worry, I have many plans in store for our characters.
This fluffiness isn't the entire plot, and a little bit more of the action adventure will enter! Next chapter, actually. I already have it started, it may take a few days to finish though. Until then,
-roxy