It was a hot steamy day at Hogwarts.  It was almost exams and the class was listening to some review lectures.  Well, all but one member.  James Potter- prankster extraordinaire, leader of the marauders was half asleep.  Yet, the teacher droned on, oblivious to the lack of attention.

                "…and in the 1920's there was a thing called prohibition.  But that didn't stop the muggles; they created ingenious ways of smuggling in their alcohol.  Like in the wizarding prohibition of the 1940's…"
                And with that James Potter fell asleep.  And when he awoke he was in a mysterious land- a land from the picture books of his history class.

                A beautiful red headed woman walked towards him. 

"Well, hello there stranger.  Haven't seen you around lately.  My little club has seemed awfully empty without you," she teased.

"I'm awfully sorry Lils, I've been busy- with the business and all"

"Ah yes the business." 

And with that said she beckoned for the band to start playing.  Jazz filled the little club. Lily turned around for a second, and James looked around the club.  It was smoky in there.  And the people were dressed in the flapper outfits of the 1920's.  And Lily, his Lily was dressed the same way.  Although more simply.  Her bobbed hair was covered with a white cloth cap, and she wore a sleeveless dress that came just under her knees. It was the same material as the cap.  The sash tied around her waist completed the look.

"James? Are you alright?"  Queried the young woman.

Oh dear, she had caught him looking.  "I'm alright Lils."  He noticed she looked away when he said that. 

"Just call me Lily, James.  Its unseemly for you to have given me a pet name."

"I don't care about any of that Lily!  I care about you."

"James…" She started.

"I want you to be happy.  It kills me to see you breaking your back in this pub everyday.  I want to dress you in outfits of the finest materials.  And take you to the finest places!"

"James, we've discussed this before.  It just doesn't make sense."  Her eyes pleaded with him to understand.

"It does make sense.  It makes sense because I love you.  And I know you feel the same way."  He was starting to get a bit impatient.

"That doesn't matter."

"Can't you just picture it?  Walking side by side down the sidewalk.  Together, forever Lily.  And you want it, I can feel it in your soul."

 "Can we just talk about this later James?  Can't we just dance the night away?  This may be the last night we have here.  You know, eat, drink, and be merry?"

"Fine."

The two figures walked onto the dance floor, and started up a dance.  And they danced.  And danced.  Eventually everyone stopped to watch the two dancers who seemed to know each other so well. And just as the clock struck midnight…

"Open up, this is a raid!"

"James, James.  Wake up."  A voice whispered in his ear.

The aforementioned boy woke with a start.  "Oh, Lily, its you! What's wrong?"

"Nothing, class just ended. Lets go to lunch."

"Sure thing babe."

Lily Evans and James Potter entwined their hands and walked out of the room.

                                                             The End

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.  But the club, and I'm not so certain I own that.

Lol.  Sorry, this short story was chipping away at my brain.  I was watching the Simpson's and it was that prohibition episode.  And voila, instant story.  Bit fluffier than I had intended.  But, that's life. I apologize for the fluff.