Lily and James' Best Years

Author's Note- I am so so so so so so so so so sorry that I haven't updated in the longest time.  I am even sorrier (my comp. says it's a word. I dunno if I believe it or not) that the last chapter sucked.  Really sorry.  I just had to have James ask lily to come to his house for vacation.This chapter is much better as it is the last. Enjoy it.

Disclaimer- Yes, I am Dis-claiming, thus, I do not claim. I don't own Harry Potter or the character from of or with the books/movies/toys/all other merchandise. I Probably never will. I do not get money or anything of that sort for using these characters.

Chapter 22-Perfect after all

October quickly turned to November and the homework load did not decrease what so ever, making most students lose sleep they then gained back on weekends and then proceeded to lose more the following week. Finally, holidays arrived and most students were already packing to leave to their families. This group included the marauders, Millicent, and Kayla, of course, and if you consider the students packing to go to their boyfriend's home in the group, so was Lily Evans.

            Actually she was now running around, trying to help Millicent find her clothes. It was strange. The room was always neat. The house elves to care of that, but Millicent's clothes were still always in the wrong places somehow.

            Lily gave up and sighed, sitting on her bed and closing her eyes.

            "Aha! Found it!" Kayla's voice was heard, making Lily open her eyes quickly.

            "Great, can we go now?"

            "Yep." Kayla threw a shoe at Millicent, who stuffed it in her suitcase and grinned. "Christmas holidays here we come!" Kayla was just about to open the door when Lily's voice interrupted her.

            "Do you think James ever asked other girls to come to his house for vacation?" She sounded worried-scared, even- of the answer. Millicent and Kayla looked at each other and sat on either side of her on her bed.

"Of course not, Lily. He loves you." Millicent said, putting a hand on Lily's back.

"He does?" Lily looked at them.

"Of course he does!" Kayla said.

"But he's been with a lot more girls. I'm just a little virgin who had two boyfriends in her whole life and doesn't know what she's doing half the time."

"Oh, sweetie, you know he didn't love any of those other girls, he was just trying to forget you." Millicent said and Kayla nodded in agreement. Lily felt her eyes almost tear.

"I'll pretend I believe you." she said with a small smile. Millicent and Kayla both laughed. And the three of them descended five minutes later to the common room where James and Sirius were waiting for them.

"Hey." Sirius stood up and took Millicent's and Kayla's trunks. "Remus's coming."

"Lily, have you been crying?" James whispered. She looked up at him and smiled softly, shaking her head.

"Don't worry." He gave her his winning grin and she smiled. He took her hand. "They'll love you."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Well, actually, I'm more worried about your mother."

"She'll adore you."

"Why would she?"

"Because," He grinned "She's a redhead also." He said, playing with a small bit of her hair. She laughed slightly and tightened her grip on his hand.

            "Ready?" James took Lily's trunk as the train stopped.

            "No." She squeaked. He laughed at her.

            "Will you ever be?" She shook her head and he smiled.

            "Just relax. They'll love you. Just remember to be yourself."

            "I still don't think they'll like me."

            "Lily, they liked Sirius! Of course they'll like you." She laughed, hugged him and took a deep breath.

            "Alright, let's go." He smiled and led the way, taking her hand. The moment they stepped out onto the platform, Lily knew exactly where and who they were even though she had never seen them before. James' dad had the same hair and looked a lot like James with the exception of the eyes, nose, and chin, which James obviously inherited from his mother. Mrs. Potter was beautiful. She had cinnamon-red hair, high cheekbones, had a pleasant face which was now smiling. Not to mention she was wearing the prettiest dress Lily had ever seen. James smiled and led her to them. Mrs. Potter grinned at Lily.

            "It's wonderful to finally meet you, Lily." She said with a greeting smile that Lily couldn't resist smiling back. Mr. Potter also smiled and extended his hand saying: "We've heard a lot about you. Too much, maybe." He smiled at his son.

            "Ha ha?" James proposed sarcastically but good naturally. Mr. Potter laughed and hugged him quickly, then took Lily's trunk while James carried his own and led the rest to the car. It was a beautiful blackish red sports car.

            "Wow." Lily said, staring at the viacle. "This is yours?" She looked at Mr. Potter, who smiled and shook his head.

            "This is James'. Ours is there." He pointed to a bigger, fancier car Lily didn't know the name of.

            "You have a car?!" She asked James who grinned and hopped into the driver's seat. His father threw him the keys and James caught it with ease, being the brilliant seeker that he was.

            "Coming?" He asked Lily. She smiled and got in next to him.

            "Are you sure you know how to drive?" She asked as his parents got into their own car.

            "Hey! I've been driving since last year. You'd think you don't trust me…" He smiled and they started driving after his father's car.

            "Maybe that's because I don't." He smiled, not taking his eyes off the road.

            "Listen, Lily, thanks for coming. It really means a lot." She looked at him.

            "You invited me, and besides, I like your parents."

            "Yeah, now, but I know it was hard to come and I just wanted you to know I really appreciate it." She stared at him. He had become so thoughtful it almost scared her. He was kind, sweet, gorgeous, and somehow, he always knew what to say and exactly what she felt. She felt so safe with him. She knew he used to be a pig and everything but right now she knew he really did love her and he would never let anything, including himself hurt her.

            "Thanks." Was all she said. That was all that was needed.

Sirius looked around at his new three-room flat in Hogsmid. There was almost no furniture except for the bed, a tea table and a small bed-side table. He smiled and took out tiny pieces of furniture from his pocket, putting them carefully on the floor. When he was done he took his wand out and performed a growing charm. Soon, his flat was full of tasteful furniture and he proceeded to hang some pictures on the wall, or give other last touches (rug in the bathroom, drapes on the windows, etc.) using magic. When he was done with that he started unpacking.

Sirius Black looked around at the flat. It looked really good. But there was one last thing. He opened the door and glared at the doorbell next to it, which was marked: 'BLACK' in black letters by the land lord who just wanted to 'help out' a little.

"Asshole. You think I don't know you're working for my dear old bloody mother…" He took out his wand once more and smiled. Now it was perfect. And he went back in to take a nap, smiling at the doorbell which now stated: 'Pad footed marauder who really wishes his family would just leave him the hell alone!' in silver letters.

"Mutter!  Ich bin Haupt." Remus smiled as his mother ran from the kitchen and hugged him tightly.

"Stop making me feel stupid!" she smiled and he laughed. Soon, his father came into the living room and smiled happily at him.

"I just said that I'm home." Remus turned to his father.

"Hello, Remus! How are you?"

"Gut, Dank, Sie?"

"What?" Danielle Lupin asked, Mrs. Lupin shrugged.

"I said good, thanks, you?"

"Oh, good enough, good enough. Now, tell us, tell us, how was school and where did you learn that horrible language?"

"It's German, dad, and school's good. Only half a year to go."

"German, eh? You would think I would have remembered some but I suppose I'm just too old." His father smiled.

"Probably." Remus said, standing up to make himself some tea.

As soon as Lily and James stepped out of the car a man in a tuxedo came to greet James, then proceeded to kiss Lily's hand, muttering: "Madam." Lily was glued to the spot. She was sure of it, and she just watched as the servant, or whatever he was, took James' trunk and then walked with it to the house. She looked at James. He was smiling at her.

"Don't worry. They get paid and everything."

"Yes. Okay, so you have servants. People have servants. Humans have servants. It's a job. They're okay. They like it. They get a lot of money. Right. Okay."

James laughed. "I'll introduce you, maybe then you'll believe me."

"I probably won't but it's worth a try." She smiled. He smiled back and they turned to look at the mansion. The first thought that crossed Lily's mind was: Big. She then noticed the big pool in the back and the beautiful, huge garden full of flowers. Now it was: bigger

It was obviously smaller than Hogwarts, but it was still big. Even though it wasn't that horribly huge, Lily still didn't really think it was a good place to raise a child. Sure, they might have had everything they needed while raising James, but when she had a child she wanted them to know the whole house, to feel at home.

"We moved here when I was six or seven. My mother wanted to raise me in a smaller space, you know. But then, when she saw I wasn't psychotic or anything we came to live here. It's really not as big as it looks. C'mon, I'll give you a tour."

Lily quickly learned the mansion was even bigger than it looked but was happy to discover a big part of the  house was used by the maids and kitchens and such so that she would not be using it. She just needed to use one wing, really.

At dinner, Lily really got to know James' parents and discovered they were both delightful and funny together. James smiled at her and she smiled back, truly happy.

"More pumpkin juice, miss?" one of the maids asked Lily.

"No thank you, Gloria. I'm full." Lily answered, following James and standing up. He smiled, grabbed her hand and looked at his parents.

"'Night, mom. 'Night dad."

"Goodnight, James." His father answered, smiling at them. James grinned back, and before Lily could say goodnight herself, James pulled her and started running, pulling her with him. She laughed as they ran through the doors and to the hall leading to their rooms. Suddenly, James kissed Lily hard and she returned it, soon feeling his natural reactions for the first time. He didn't look embarrassed at all, however, and just grinned at her.

"Wow. I don't think I've ever been this horny." He said in a matter-of-fact tone. She giggled and turned to doorknob to his room so they soon almost fell in. She was still giggling as she led them to the bed blindly as they were still kissing. She finally fell down on the bed, James right on top of her and they broke apart, huffing.

"Lily." He moaned. She moved from under him to next to him as she knew how afraid he was that would lose control now.

"James." She returned, still trying to get her breath normal.

"Wow." Was all he said.

"James?" He moved his head to his left and looked at her, laying by him.

"hmm?"

"Could I sleep here tonight?" She asked. His eyebrows rose and she just smiled. "Not…sex. Unless you want to…"

"Lily, I don't want to do anything if you don't want to do it."

"I'm not sure if I do." She said. "I mean, I know I want it with you, and I'm ready if it's with you but…"she breathed deeply. "Well, I don't know. It's complicated. I guess I want it, but I only want it because it's another experience to experience with you. On the other hand, I don't want it because it's sex." She said, and then looked at him. "Does that make any sense?" She asked, and James nodded, then put his hand on her cheek and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"But we have all the time in the world, really, so it doesn't have to make sense." He said and she stared at him.

"We really have got all the time in the world, haven't we?" He smiled and nodded.

"I promise, I will never leave you because of something like that."

"I know you won't" She smiled, kissing him again and taking off her robe so slowly he ached. "Mind if I burrow a shirt of yours to sleep in?" She asked and he smiled, shaking his head. "Be my guest."

"I am." She said, standing up from the bed finally and moved towards the dresser, putting a shirt of his on and then taking off her skirt, but since the shirt was big on her, he really didn't see a lot. She looked at James. He was staring at her, his reactions now even more visible since he was only wearing boxers. She smiled. "You know what?" She said, looking at herself in a full-length mirror. "I think I'm going to go sleep in my room. Think things through." She smiled apologaticaly. "Is that okay?"

"Fine, fine." He smiled and she exited, draping her shirt, skirt, and robe over her arm.

Two hours later, as James was already asleep, he suddenly woke up, noticing someone enter his room.

"James?" Lily asked.

"Hi."

"I'm ready." She said.

He stared. "Lily. You don't have to."

"I know. I want to." She said, sliding under the covers next to him. Now was the first time he noticed what she was wearing: a black, lacey bra and matching underwear, both undergarments showing a lot.

  She got closer to him, still smiling and fighting a nervous giggle as she kissed him lightly on the lips. Their bodies were now about twenty centimeters and she smiled, taking her bra off very very slowly and bringing it out from under the covers. She felt him stiffen and as she got even closer his breathing got heavier. She pulled herself into him and her breasts met his naked chest.

"Wow. Lily, I…" He took a deep breath, trying so hard not to think about shagging her. She licked her lips.

"James, I'm ready." She said, a longing look in her eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"I've never been surer of anything in my whole life. I mean it." She said. "James Potter, I am in love with you."

"Lily Evans, I am in love with you. I've always been in love with you, and I always will." She closed her eyes as he touched her, moaning.

            Lily woke up that morning, completely nude and smiling, remembering the night before. She looked to her right. James Potter lay there, smiling softly at her.

            "Morning, gorgeous."

            "Good morning" She said, looking out the window. "James, last night was…"

            "Brilliant." He said, that soft smile still on his lips. She shook her head and James stared at her, getting worried.

            "You…didn't like it?"

            "Oh, James. It wasn't just 'brilliant' it was beautiful."

            "It was." He agreed.

She looked at him. "everything is going to be okay, isn't it?"

            "Everything is going to be perfect." He assured her.

"I love you."

The End

Well? Did you guys like it?

I am not writing a sequel, and you already know how it ends, so I don't think it's needed.

 (More personal) A/N (doesn't have much to do with the story)- I hate the English language because of one word: "James'" it's a word! It's not supposed to be a word!!! It's supposed to be: "James's" it's not hard to say, and people say: "Prince's" don't they? Then what's wrong with "James's"??? I am very irritated. Hope you liked the chapter. Now I shall be returning to my grumbling. Thank you.

first of all, I'm borrowing the name. Don't sue me. Second, I know they might not have had Ferraris then, but I don't care.