A/N: Hello again! I'm really sorry if you are a reader of my other stories
and have noticed that I update this more often. It's just that I'm having a
bit of trouble writing the next chapters for them. Reviews, as everyone
knows, are encouragement. And so since I have been getting the most reviews
on this story, it's a lot easier for me to write. Plus, I keep getting
ideas for this story and want to write them down just as I think of them. I
*will* continue my other stories, but this will certainly come faster,
because I'm having the most fun writing it at the moment. And I decided
that, since ff.net is for fun, then I should just do whatever is the most
fun.. Anyway, this chapter has a little bit of L/J action...a little...
Chapter 4-
"Well I like him. He's actually pretty nice." Mary commented as they quietly entered their dorm, careful to not wake the other girls.
"I told you so." Lily said, folding her new robes and putting them away. She looked over, and though it was dark, saw Mary give her a look that said 'maybe you did, but I never disagreed with you, so there'. The two of them knew each other well enough that they could depict things without speaking them. Lily just ignored her and went back to putting her things away.
Once finished, she walked over to the mirror- slowly, so she didn't run into anything large. She could be clumsy at times, and wasn't especially fond of that trait. As she brushed her hair, she recalled a certain night in the common room, when she had shown everyone just how clumsy she was.
(flashback)
Mary and Lily walked through the common room, pathing their ways through other students and objects strewn about the floor. They stopped, suddenly, in front of a large table, sort of like a coffee table, that was sitting in front of a few chairs. They quickly dropped their books, parchment, quills, and other possessions onto it, freeing the load from their arms. They looked at each other and sighed.
"I can't *believe* we have so much homework. I don't remember ever having this much last year." Lily said, looking flustered.
"Maybe they go easy on first years. We *are* in the second year now." replied Mary.
Lily snorted. "Last year wasn't what I would call easy." she paused, looking down at her assorted things. "Then again, it looks like this year is shaping up to be a lot tougher."
"Yeah." Mary sighed again. "I suppose we may as well get started, or we'll never be finished." She turned and threw herself into the closest chair.
Lily followed suit, and sat in the chair next to it. Or, a better way to put it would be, tried to sit in the chair. She missed by, say, six inches and fell onto the floor with a loud bang. The chatter died down a minute as everyone looked to see Lily lying on the floor, color cropping up into her cheeks. She rubbed her bottom before standing up, trying determinably to ignore the stares and snickers she was getting.
Mary burst out laughing. "Are you alright?"
(end flashback)
She sighed, remembering how Mary had brought it up frequently during the next few weeks, making certain that Lily didn't forget.
"Good night." she whispered, turning over to her side and curling her legs up, like she did every night. And before she heard Mary answer, she had drifted off to sleep.
@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@
The next morning, James came out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. He ran a hand through his black hair, making it even more unruly than usual.
Sirius grinned when he saw James, and stolled over. "So Prongs, I heard that you took Lily Evans and Mary Sener out to Hogsmeade last night."
"Yes, I did. But it wasn't a date. I was merely helping them, because Lily had asked." James unflappably replied. He grabbed a clean shirt and pulled it over his head.
"I see. Well aren't you always the Good Samaritan?" He paused, glancing at James' face. Sirius was very perceptive, and noticed things quickly. "You like one of them though, as more than a friend. Which one? It's Lily, isn't it? I know that look you have..."
James looked deep in thought, which wasn't all too common for boys of his sort. "Yeah, I do like her. But I don't know that she'd ever really like *me* as more than a friend."
"Ahh." Sirius rubbed his chin. "She's one of the good-looking ones. Good choice."
James laughed. "Yes, she is. But for some reason, that wasn't the first thing I noticed about her."
His friend smiled to himself and added, "I forgot to mention it. Guess who I'm going out with now?"
"Uh, I don't know, who?"
"Laura Graid."
"*The* Laura? The most popular girl in the school?"
"That's the one."
James grinned, and they gave each other a high five. Just then, the door slammed open to admit two boys.
Remus Lupin had hair that was straight and came right forward onto his forehead. Nobody was quite sure what color it was, some people thought it was brown and some blond. His face was long and thing, but all in proportion. He had a small nose and brilliant blue eyes. Remus was of the playful type, but then again, they all were.
The other boy was Peter Pettigrew. He had light brown hair that looked as if it could use a hair cut. It hung down, almost into his hazel eyes. He had a round face, with a slightly large nose. The girls didn't find him overly attractive, but the guys accepted him readily. He was good at pulling pranks and telling jokes, even if he wasn't the cleverest person around.
"Where have you two been?" Sirius inquired, turning to face the other two boys.
"Oh, around. *We* went to bed early, because we didn't have dates like the two of you. So, naturally, we woke up earlier." Remus responded, throwing himself down onto his bed.
"We figured you might be up by now and thought we should come have a look." Peter added, standing over them.
James glanced at the silver watch that he always wore on his right wrist, and announced, jumping to his feet, "Our first class is in ten minutes!" The boys all jumped up upon hearing this, and they scambled out the door.
@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@
Lily slumped her chin into two hands and began to stare at the wall. History of Magic was, to say the least, very tiresome. It took all of her will just to stay upright and awake.
Abruptly, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned her head and looked down, seeing an extended hand that held a folded piece of parchment. Taking it, she opened it up and saw at once that it was from Mary.
Lily-
Is there any way this class could possibly be more boring? How the heck did we last through the past six years of it? Oh well. I figured since we have twenty minutes to go in here, we may as well pass notes. It isn't as if Professor Binns will notice.
~Mary
Lily looked up to see the Professor standing in the front of the room, his voice droning on in the same tone. She looked away again. He ceratinly won't notice. I wonder if he'd notice if we all just got up and left. Hmm...not too bad of an idea. Picking up her quill, she began to scribble a reply.
@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@
Lily dropped her things in the common room and took out a piece of parchment. She had *tons* of work to do, and it was already late. There was only one other person still down there with her- a third year she had never seen before. Mary had already gone off to bed, announcing that she was exhausted. So Lily was left all alone to do her work in silence.
James appeared at the foot of the stairs and stopped, seeing Lily. She didn't see him, and so he was free to stare at her. His dark eyes latched onto her face. He watched as her fiery hair fell into her eyes when she leaned over to write. James soaked in her image, not wanting to forget what she looked like.
But she felt a tingling on her back, and looked up to see that she was being watched. She smiled. "Oh, hello. I'm just finishing my homework. What are you doing up?"
"Oh, nothing. I wasn't tired and I decided to come down here." he glanced at her mountains of work. "Need some help?"
Lily sighed in relief. "You know, that would be great." she patted the spot next to her on the couch, and he took it.
They spent around an hour doing work, until Lily dropped her pen down and said, "I think it's time for a break. A girl can only take so much at one time." she stretched her arms and yawned.
He grinned. "I'm beginning to really like you, Lily."
"You've said. But thanks, and the feeling is shared." She grinned at him and rose from her seat. "We should probably be heading off to bed." she added, yawning again. He nodded, and rose from his chair as well.
Lily realized how close they were standing, and James was looking at her strangely. She could feel his breath on her face as he leaned closer. She closed her eyes and didn't stop him.
James kissed her lips lightly, but with emotion. Before he could go on, she pulled away and looked up at him. She noticed the look on his face, and knew what it meant. She knew what was coming. "Lily, I-"
Softly, she said, "James, don't fall in love with me." and started to back away. Sure, she wanted this. She liked him, a lot. But, there were always her parents...and her future...what would happen if she got involved with him? But why did I say *that*? I've only known him for a little while. Who said anything about love?
But James did not find this at all peculiar, and when she took a step back, he followed. She took another step, and he continued to follow, until her back touched the wall of the common room and she was trapped. He stared into her eyes unblinkingly, his face clouded with an emotion that Lily had never seen directed at her before. James saw the same emotion in Lily's eyes, and proceeded to tip her head up with his hand and kiss her lips lightly, like he had before. She raised her arms up to his neck and pulled him closer, opening her mouth. Her fingers tossled his hair as they kissed on. When they finally broke apart, James had a silly smile on his face, and Lily's eyes were still closed, her lips slightly apart.
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A/N: Thanks for the reviews! (*frown* but I only got 19...) And those who wished me a Happy Birthday, I really appreciated it. You made me smile. ;) Anyway, just wanted to tell you that it meant something to me, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please, please keep up the reviewing! I'd really like to know what you thought of this chapter too, so *please* take a minute to click that button down there and write a few words!!! Or else, I might just finish the story without posting it....you see, because *I* already know what'll happen, whereas you don't....hehehe
~Emily~
Chapter 4-
"Well I like him. He's actually pretty nice." Mary commented as they quietly entered their dorm, careful to not wake the other girls.
"I told you so." Lily said, folding her new robes and putting them away. She looked over, and though it was dark, saw Mary give her a look that said 'maybe you did, but I never disagreed with you, so there'. The two of them knew each other well enough that they could depict things without speaking them. Lily just ignored her and went back to putting her things away.
Once finished, she walked over to the mirror- slowly, so she didn't run into anything large. She could be clumsy at times, and wasn't especially fond of that trait. As she brushed her hair, she recalled a certain night in the common room, when she had shown everyone just how clumsy she was.
(flashback)
Mary and Lily walked through the common room, pathing their ways through other students and objects strewn about the floor. They stopped, suddenly, in front of a large table, sort of like a coffee table, that was sitting in front of a few chairs. They quickly dropped their books, parchment, quills, and other possessions onto it, freeing the load from their arms. They looked at each other and sighed.
"I can't *believe* we have so much homework. I don't remember ever having this much last year." Lily said, looking flustered.
"Maybe they go easy on first years. We *are* in the second year now." replied Mary.
Lily snorted. "Last year wasn't what I would call easy." she paused, looking down at her assorted things. "Then again, it looks like this year is shaping up to be a lot tougher."
"Yeah." Mary sighed again. "I suppose we may as well get started, or we'll never be finished." She turned and threw herself into the closest chair.
Lily followed suit, and sat in the chair next to it. Or, a better way to put it would be, tried to sit in the chair. She missed by, say, six inches and fell onto the floor with a loud bang. The chatter died down a minute as everyone looked to see Lily lying on the floor, color cropping up into her cheeks. She rubbed her bottom before standing up, trying determinably to ignore the stares and snickers she was getting.
Mary burst out laughing. "Are you alright?"
(end flashback)
She sighed, remembering how Mary had brought it up frequently during the next few weeks, making certain that Lily didn't forget.
"Good night." she whispered, turning over to her side and curling her legs up, like she did every night. And before she heard Mary answer, she had drifted off to sleep.
@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@
The next morning, James came out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. He ran a hand through his black hair, making it even more unruly than usual.
Sirius grinned when he saw James, and stolled over. "So Prongs, I heard that you took Lily Evans and Mary Sener out to Hogsmeade last night."
"Yes, I did. But it wasn't a date. I was merely helping them, because Lily had asked." James unflappably replied. He grabbed a clean shirt and pulled it over his head.
"I see. Well aren't you always the Good Samaritan?" He paused, glancing at James' face. Sirius was very perceptive, and noticed things quickly. "You like one of them though, as more than a friend. Which one? It's Lily, isn't it? I know that look you have..."
James looked deep in thought, which wasn't all too common for boys of his sort. "Yeah, I do like her. But I don't know that she'd ever really like *me* as more than a friend."
"Ahh." Sirius rubbed his chin. "She's one of the good-looking ones. Good choice."
James laughed. "Yes, she is. But for some reason, that wasn't the first thing I noticed about her."
His friend smiled to himself and added, "I forgot to mention it. Guess who I'm going out with now?"
"Uh, I don't know, who?"
"Laura Graid."
"*The* Laura? The most popular girl in the school?"
"That's the one."
James grinned, and they gave each other a high five. Just then, the door slammed open to admit two boys.
Remus Lupin had hair that was straight and came right forward onto his forehead. Nobody was quite sure what color it was, some people thought it was brown and some blond. His face was long and thing, but all in proportion. He had a small nose and brilliant blue eyes. Remus was of the playful type, but then again, they all were.
The other boy was Peter Pettigrew. He had light brown hair that looked as if it could use a hair cut. It hung down, almost into his hazel eyes. He had a round face, with a slightly large nose. The girls didn't find him overly attractive, but the guys accepted him readily. He was good at pulling pranks and telling jokes, even if he wasn't the cleverest person around.
"Where have you two been?" Sirius inquired, turning to face the other two boys.
"Oh, around. *We* went to bed early, because we didn't have dates like the two of you. So, naturally, we woke up earlier." Remus responded, throwing himself down onto his bed.
"We figured you might be up by now and thought we should come have a look." Peter added, standing over them.
James glanced at the silver watch that he always wore on his right wrist, and announced, jumping to his feet, "Our first class is in ten minutes!" The boys all jumped up upon hearing this, and they scambled out the door.
@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@
Lily slumped her chin into two hands and began to stare at the wall. History of Magic was, to say the least, very tiresome. It took all of her will just to stay upright and awake.
Abruptly, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned her head and looked down, seeing an extended hand that held a folded piece of parchment. Taking it, she opened it up and saw at once that it was from Mary.
Lily-
Is there any way this class could possibly be more boring? How the heck did we last through the past six years of it? Oh well. I figured since we have twenty minutes to go in here, we may as well pass notes. It isn't as if Professor Binns will notice.
~Mary
Lily looked up to see the Professor standing in the front of the room, his voice droning on in the same tone. She looked away again. He ceratinly won't notice. I wonder if he'd notice if we all just got up and left. Hmm...not too bad of an idea. Picking up her quill, she began to scribble a reply.
@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@
Lily dropped her things in the common room and took out a piece of parchment. She had *tons* of work to do, and it was already late. There was only one other person still down there with her- a third year she had never seen before. Mary had already gone off to bed, announcing that she was exhausted. So Lily was left all alone to do her work in silence.
James appeared at the foot of the stairs and stopped, seeing Lily. She didn't see him, and so he was free to stare at her. His dark eyes latched onto her face. He watched as her fiery hair fell into her eyes when she leaned over to write. James soaked in her image, not wanting to forget what she looked like.
But she felt a tingling on her back, and looked up to see that she was being watched. She smiled. "Oh, hello. I'm just finishing my homework. What are you doing up?"
"Oh, nothing. I wasn't tired and I decided to come down here." he glanced at her mountains of work. "Need some help?"
Lily sighed in relief. "You know, that would be great." she patted the spot next to her on the couch, and he took it.
They spent around an hour doing work, until Lily dropped her pen down and said, "I think it's time for a break. A girl can only take so much at one time." she stretched her arms and yawned.
He grinned. "I'm beginning to really like you, Lily."
"You've said. But thanks, and the feeling is shared." She grinned at him and rose from her seat. "We should probably be heading off to bed." she added, yawning again. He nodded, and rose from his chair as well.
Lily realized how close they were standing, and James was looking at her strangely. She could feel his breath on her face as he leaned closer. She closed her eyes and didn't stop him.
James kissed her lips lightly, but with emotion. Before he could go on, she pulled away and looked up at him. She noticed the look on his face, and knew what it meant. She knew what was coming. "Lily, I-"
Softly, she said, "James, don't fall in love with me." and started to back away. Sure, she wanted this. She liked him, a lot. But, there were always her parents...and her future...what would happen if she got involved with him? But why did I say *that*? I've only known him for a little while. Who said anything about love?
But James did not find this at all peculiar, and when she took a step back, he followed. She took another step, and he continued to follow, until her back touched the wall of the common room and she was trapped. He stared into her eyes unblinkingly, his face clouded with an emotion that Lily had never seen directed at her before. James saw the same emotion in Lily's eyes, and proceeded to tip her head up with his hand and kiss her lips lightly, like he had before. She raised her arms up to his neck and pulled him closer, opening her mouth. Her fingers tossled his hair as they kissed on. When they finally broke apart, James had a silly smile on his face, and Lily's eyes were still closed, her lips slightly apart.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! (*frown* but I only got 19...) And those who wished me a Happy Birthday, I really appreciated it. You made me smile. ;) Anyway, just wanted to tell you that it meant something to me, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please, please keep up the reviewing! I'd really like to know what you thought of this chapter too, so *please* take a minute to click that button down there and write a few words!!! Or else, I might just finish the story without posting it....you see, because *I* already know what'll happen, whereas you don't....hehehe
~Emily~
