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So0o0o sorry it took so long to update. It's almost summer though, so I'm gonna have more time to update. It's funny, the name of this chapter is At Last, and I'm also updating . . . AT LAST!
Chapter 6
At Last
Lily woke up Tuesday morning with an extremely large smile on her face. Today is the day I get my man! she thought. Or the day you get rejected. said the annoying voice in her head. Her smile faltered slightly. He won't reject me. He's James. and the smile reappeared.
"What are you so happy about?" asked Corita. She was wearing baby blue capris and a shirt that said "Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them."
"Yeah. You look like Christmas came early." Arielle added. She was clad in dark blue jeans with a shirt that said "You say BITCH like it's a bad thing."
"I like James Potter and I'm going to tell him!" she answered the both.
"Well, we know you liked him, but your telling him? Don't embarrass yourself Lils." said Corita with a teasing smile.
"Thanks. I appreciate the confidence you have in me."she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well, what are you gonna say?" asked Arielle. And the girls continued to talk about how Lily should "confess her undying love," as Corita put it, for James.
Meanwhile, in the boys dormitory James awoke with a big frown. Today's the day I make an ass out of myself. he thought. Never know, she might like you back. Fat chance though. Maybe, if you're lucky, she won't slap you in front of the whole school. there's that annoying voice again. Who're you? asked James in his head. I'm your conscience. said the voice. Well then aren't you supposed to be giving me helpful advice? I am. I'm telling you NOT to be an asshole!
"What's with the face, James?" asked Remus, who had on a pair of faded blue jeans and was in the middle of pulling on a wife beater.
"He's just worried about making an idiot out of himself." Sirius answered for him as he came out of the bathroom wearing black jeans and a T- shirt that said "Have another beer" in blurry letters.
"You mean with the whole Lily thing? Yeah, good luck with that man." Remus then walked into the bathroom to finish getting ready.
"Wow, lovin the moral support." And with that said, James got out of bed to start the day.
Once in the Great Hall, the girls all sat in their usual seats. They also held a normal conversation; they talked about Quidditch, fashion, funny things that happened the night before, and such. The Marauders walked in and took their seats across from the girls. Hmm . . . should I wait until after classes to talk to him? Wait, I'm supposed to be mad at him. How am I gonna tell him I like him if I'm 'mad' at him? Ugh, this is so gay! James and Lily made eye contact and stayed that way for a while. James held her gaze as if he was trying to read her mind. Lily was the one who broke the staring contest, but not before sending a small smile his way. Hmm . . . maybe she's not mad at me anymore. Maybe I shouldn't wait until after classes. God, I'm talking to myself AGAIN! I have to stop doing this. I am such a loser.
"James, I have to talk to you." Lily said suddenly. She seemed almost urgent to talk to him. Almost as if she didn't get it out now, she would explode.
"Yeah, okay." They stood simultaneously and walked out of the Great Hall together.
"Well that was interesting." Everyone turned to look at Sirius, rolled their eyes, and continued with their breakfasts.
Meanwhile, Lily and James had walked to the Head's Common Room, and were currently sitting on the couch. They were facing each other; Lily was sitting Indian style and James having one leg tucked underneath himself, while the other dangled off of the couch. They just sat, looking at each other, neither knowing where to being. Maybe she's waiting for me to apologize. That's stupid though. She's the one who wanted to talk to ME, not the other way around! Maybe this is a bad idea. I could get him killed. Voldemort wants me dead, and he knows the easiest way to hurt me is to play on my emotions. This isn't safe.
"I'm sorry." James broke the deafening silence. "What I said last night was completely uncalled for. I – I had no place. Well, I thought you should know that." He stood as the bell signaling the start of the first class of the day rang.
"James, I asked you here because I needed to talk to you. And I do. I just – well, I'm a little scared. I don't want to hurt you in ANY way." she started, begging him with her eyes to listen, even though there was no need to.
"Lily, how could you hurt me? If anyone's been hurt here it's you. With everything that's happened with you parents, and I'm sure what I said last night couldn't have helped." He kneeled down in front of her, resting his hands on her knees.
"James, Voldemort –,"
"Don't talk about Voldemort. You have to live your life Lil. Don't let him take over."
"But James, he's crazy. No matter what you or anyone else says, I will always believe he killed my parents because I'm me. I don't know what I would do with myself if anything happened to you or your family because of me." There were tears in her eyes as she spoke, and she refused to look him in the eye.
"Lily, look at me." But she still refused to look. "Look at me." While saying this the second time, he lightly pushed her face to be facing his, and then he held it there with both of his hands resting on her cheeks. At first she shut her eyes, shivering at the touch of his hand. She opened her eyes and was startled to see that their noses were almost touching. "Look me in the eyes," he whispered, "and tell me you feel nothing right now. Tell me that being this close to each other doesn't make you want more, and I'll walk out of here and forget about this conversation." He knew that she couldn't say it. He had felt her tremble when their skin made contact, and he knew that she wouldn't be able to lie to him about it. His left hand slid down to her shoulder as he spoke.
"James . . . please . . ." It was spoken so softly that he almost didn't hear her. His eyes shifted from hers to her lips.
"All you have to do is tell me to stop." His right hand slowly moved down her side, tingling every spot it touched. She sucked in a sharp breath as it brushed her breast slightly. It stopped where the fabric of her shirt ended and there was a small bit of her stomach showing.
"James, don't make this harder than it has to be." she pleaded. He had started planting small butterfly kisses along her jaw line, working his way up toward her ear, while his other hand began to move underneath her shirt. His thumb was making small circles on her skin.
Once he reached her ear, he nibbled a bit before whispering, "Just say stop."
And she did. She told him to stop. But the surprising part was that he listened. He stopped touching her and kissing her. He stopped whispering. He stood up and began to walk toward the portrait hole when he heard a small "James" come from Lily. It was barely audible, but he heard. He turned himself around, and in three long strides he was in front of her again.
"Yes Lily?" he asked suavely, with a small smirk playing on his lips, although it was still just above a whisper.
She looked up at him and said breathlessly, "Kiss me."
He reached down and grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her to a standing position. In one swift motion his lips were on hers. He brushed his tongue along her bottom lip, silently begging her for entrance, which she granted gratefully. Their tongues mingled and fought with each other, and she noticed that he tasted like chocolate ice-cream with a hint of peanut-butter. His arms wrapped around her waste, pulling her closer to him than what's thought to be physically possible, while her hands were tousled in his hair. This kiss was nothing like the first. This was passionate, almost needy. When they pulled apart, Lily was glad James was holding her so tightly. Not only did it feel good, but if he wasn't she would have fallen to the ground because of her weak knees.
"Let's live in the now Lils. Don't worry so much about tomorrow. Just have fun today." He smiled at her lightly and she smiled back. "Will you be my girlfriend Lily Evans?" he whispered in her ear.
"Yes, James Potter, I will." He kissed her again, but on this one he took his time.
"Let's go to class." And they walked out of the Head's Common Room hand in hand.
YAY!!! I'm done with this chapter! It took me forever . . . but I did it! Now review please!
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So0o0o sorry it took so long to update. It's almost summer though, so I'm gonna have more time to update. It's funny, the name of this chapter is At Last, and I'm also updating . . . AT LAST!
Chapter 6
At Last
Lily woke up Tuesday morning with an extremely large smile on her face. Today is the day I get my man! she thought. Or the day you get rejected. said the annoying voice in her head. Her smile faltered slightly. He won't reject me. He's James. and the smile reappeared.
"What are you so happy about?" asked Corita. She was wearing baby blue capris and a shirt that said "Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them."
"Yeah. You look like Christmas came early." Arielle added. She was clad in dark blue jeans with a shirt that said "You say BITCH like it's a bad thing."
"I like James Potter and I'm going to tell him!" she answered the both.
"Well, we know you liked him, but your telling him? Don't embarrass yourself Lils." said Corita with a teasing smile.
"Thanks. I appreciate the confidence you have in me."she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well, what are you gonna say?" asked Arielle. And the girls continued to talk about how Lily should "confess her undying love," as Corita put it, for James.
Meanwhile, in the boys dormitory James awoke with a big frown. Today's the day I make an ass out of myself. he thought. Never know, she might like you back. Fat chance though. Maybe, if you're lucky, she won't slap you in front of the whole school. there's that annoying voice again. Who're you? asked James in his head. I'm your conscience. said the voice. Well then aren't you supposed to be giving me helpful advice? I am. I'm telling you NOT to be an asshole!
"What's with the face, James?" asked Remus, who had on a pair of faded blue jeans and was in the middle of pulling on a wife beater.
"He's just worried about making an idiot out of himself." Sirius answered for him as he came out of the bathroom wearing black jeans and a T- shirt that said "Have another beer" in blurry letters.
"You mean with the whole Lily thing? Yeah, good luck with that man." Remus then walked into the bathroom to finish getting ready.
"Wow, lovin the moral support." And with that said, James got out of bed to start the day.
Once in the Great Hall, the girls all sat in their usual seats. They also held a normal conversation; they talked about Quidditch, fashion, funny things that happened the night before, and such. The Marauders walked in and took their seats across from the girls. Hmm . . . should I wait until after classes to talk to him? Wait, I'm supposed to be mad at him. How am I gonna tell him I like him if I'm 'mad' at him? Ugh, this is so gay! James and Lily made eye contact and stayed that way for a while. James held her gaze as if he was trying to read her mind. Lily was the one who broke the staring contest, but not before sending a small smile his way. Hmm . . . maybe she's not mad at me anymore. Maybe I shouldn't wait until after classes. God, I'm talking to myself AGAIN! I have to stop doing this. I am such a loser.
"James, I have to talk to you." Lily said suddenly. She seemed almost urgent to talk to him. Almost as if she didn't get it out now, she would explode.
"Yeah, okay." They stood simultaneously and walked out of the Great Hall together.
"Well that was interesting." Everyone turned to look at Sirius, rolled their eyes, and continued with their breakfasts.
Meanwhile, Lily and James had walked to the Head's Common Room, and were currently sitting on the couch. They were facing each other; Lily was sitting Indian style and James having one leg tucked underneath himself, while the other dangled off of the couch. They just sat, looking at each other, neither knowing where to being. Maybe she's waiting for me to apologize. That's stupid though. She's the one who wanted to talk to ME, not the other way around! Maybe this is a bad idea. I could get him killed. Voldemort wants me dead, and he knows the easiest way to hurt me is to play on my emotions. This isn't safe.
"I'm sorry." James broke the deafening silence. "What I said last night was completely uncalled for. I – I had no place. Well, I thought you should know that." He stood as the bell signaling the start of the first class of the day rang.
"James, I asked you here because I needed to talk to you. And I do. I just – well, I'm a little scared. I don't want to hurt you in ANY way." she started, begging him with her eyes to listen, even though there was no need to.
"Lily, how could you hurt me? If anyone's been hurt here it's you. With everything that's happened with you parents, and I'm sure what I said last night couldn't have helped." He kneeled down in front of her, resting his hands on her knees.
"James, Voldemort –,"
"Don't talk about Voldemort. You have to live your life Lil. Don't let him take over."
"But James, he's crazy. No matter what you or anyone else says, I will always believe he killed my parents because I'm me. I don't know what I would do with myself if anything happened to you or your family because of me." There were tears in her eyes as she spoke, and she refused to look him in the eye.
"Lily, look at me." But she still refused to look. "Look at me." While saying this the second time, he lightly pushed her face to be facing his, and then he held it there with both of his hands resting on her cheeks. At first she shut her eyes, shivering at the touch of his hand. She opened her eyes and was startled to see that their noses were almost touching. "Look me in the eyes," he whispered, "and tell me you feel nothing right now. Tell me that being this close to each other doesn't make you want more, and I'll walk out of here and forget about this conversation." He knew that she couldn't say it. He had felt her tremble when their skin made contact, and he knew that she wouldn't be able to lie to him about it. His left hand slid down to her shoulder as he spoke.
"James . . . please . . ." It was spoken so softly that he almost didn't hear her. His eyes shifted from hers to her lips.
"All you have to do is tell me to stop." His right hand slowly moved down her side, tingling every spot it touched. She sucked in a sharp breath as it brushed her breast slightly. It stopped where the fabric of her shirt ended and there was a small bit of her stomach showing.
"James, don't make this harder than it has to be." she pleaded. He had started planting small butterfly kisses along her jaw line, working his way up toward her ear, while his other hand began to move underneath her shirt. His thumb was making small circles on her skin.
Once he reached her ear, he nibbled a bit before whispering, "Just say stop."
And she did. She told him to stop. But the surprising part was that he listened. He stopped touching her and kissing her. He stopped whispering. He stood up and began to walk toward the portrait hole when he heard a small "James" come from Lily. It was barely audible, but he heard. He turned himself around, and in three long strides he was in front of her again.
"Yes Lily?" he asked suavely, with a small smirk playing on his lips, although it was still just above a whisper.
She looked up at him and said breathlessly, "Kiss me."
He reached down and grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her to a standing position. In one swift motion his lips were on hers. He brushed his tongue along her bottom lip, silently begging her for entrance, which she granted gratefully. Their tongues mingled and fought with each other, and she noticed that he tasted like chocolate ice-cream with a hint of peanut-butter. His arms wrapped around her waste, pulling her closer to him than what's thought to be physically possible, while her hands were tousled in his hair. This kiss was nothing like the first. This was passionate, almost needy. When they pulled apart, Lily was glad James was holding her so tightly. Not only did it feel good, but if he wasn't she would have fallen to the ground because of her weak knees.
"Let's live in the now Lils. Don't worry so much about tomorrow. Just have fun today." He smiled at her lightly and she smiled back. "Will you be my girlfriend Lily Evans?" he whispered in her ear.
"Yes, James Potter, I will." He kissed her again, but on this one he took his time.
"Let's go to class." And they walked out of the Head's Common Room hand in hand.
YAY!!! I'm done with this chapter! It took me forever . . . but I did it! Now review please!
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