Scratch, scratch, scratch went the sound of Lily's quill. Potions, her least favorite subject. She was in the common room finishing up her homework. The flames engulfed the room, filling it with light. But the mood was dim. Lily had tried to avoid James all day. She was helping him, wasn't she? To help him get over her....but a part of Lily wanted to see him; just once more. Another look, another conversation, with James Potter.
A swish of gold caught the corner of Lily's eyes. Lily stopped and listened. There was a swishing noise outside. Lily stood up and abandoned her assignments and headed to the window.
A broomstick was in the air. And on it, was the Gryffindor Seeker. Lily shrugged and decided to finish up her potions essay and then start her transfiguration homework. As she picked up her quill, she discovered that her heart wasn't into the homework. But more of a midnight flight.
"This won't be helping James," Lily muttered to herself. But she couldn't resist. Grabbing her cloak, she dashed out of the Gryffindor Common room.
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It felt good to feel the wind through his hair, James decided. He hadn't seen Lily all day. Ever since the early morning, with Janelle. But not seeing the red-headed, green-eyed beauty causeed him more pain than he could ever admit.
He did a couple loops before he heard a squeak. The squeaking of shoes on the green grass.
Turning his head, he was surprised to find Lily watching him.
"It's a bit late, don't you think?" Lily asked. Although it sounded like a rude question, Lily's tone was different. It was a quiet question, one that she didn't expect to be answered.
James stared at her and wondered what time it actually was. He had a tendency to lose track of time whenever he was flying.
"What are you doing up this late?" James asked her. Lily shrugged.
"Potions essay," she said smiling. James found himself smiling with her.
"Ahh, yes. Potions...I still have to finish that. I'll do it in the morning," James decided.
"I have transfiguration too," Lily told him. James's eyes twinkling. Transfiguration, his favorite subject.
"You do? I've already done my transfiguration. Do you need help, or anything?" Part of James wanted to stay outside and fly a little bit longer, but another part wanted to spend time with Lily. James slapped his head mentally. He was supposed to be getting over her!
"That'd be great." Lily said enthusiastically. She certainly hadn't expected to gain a night of help from James. Secretly, she was pleased.
"One last ride," James promised. He eyed Lily, and then said, in a somewhat pleading tone, "Want a ride?"
Lily wanted to accept. So badly she didn't know. But, she didn't. "Uhh, no. That's all right, I'll just wait here for you,"
"Come on, Evans," James said in a teasing tone, "I won't bite. Come on, one ride."
Lily couldn't resist. Sighing, she walked over and James pulled her onto the broomstick and wrapped his arms around her. Lily shivered.
"Just to make sure you don't fall off," James whispered. Lily's heart began to race. So did the broom. It started off a bit fast, but James sensed Lily was nervous, so he slowed the pace down. Soon, they were flying as high as the sky at a very slow rate. Needless to say, it was very romantic.
Lily felt James's arms grip tighter onto her. She could see every wrinkle of the moon now, and James seemed to be enjoying it.
"It's nice, isn't it?" James whispered dreamily.
"What is?" Lily whispered back. As much as she tried not get sucked into a romantic warp, it was extremely hard. But soon, she was in. Lily found herself in a world with James and the moon...no Hogwarts, no Janelle, and most of all, no feelings to contradict the actual ones she was experiencing.
"To be able to escape," James said. Lily smiled, but didn't say anything.
Soon, the broomstick was lowering down back to Hogwarts and James snapped out of his dreamy gaze. Lily had seemed to lean back into his arms. James hugged her tightly, sucking in her scent.
"Lily?" James whispered so quietly he was sure Lily hadn't heard him.
"Yea?" Lily murmured.
James wanted to tell her he loved her. It seemed like the right moment, too. But, something held him back.
Lily waited for James to continue, but he didn't. Lily turned to look at him, and found him biting his lip. James finally caught Lily watching him and smiled.
"It's nothing," James shrugged.
"No, tell me." Lily insisted. She hated not knowing things.
James bit his lip again. "You have beautiful eyes," he finally said.
Lily blushed, and said a thank you. But she still felt that wasn't what he had originally planned on saying.
"Come on," James said hurriedly, jumping off his broom. "We have some homework to do,"
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A swish of gold caught the corner of Lily's eyes. Lily stopped and listened. There was a swishing noise outside. Lily stood up and abandoned her assignments and headed to the window.
A broomstick was in the air. And on it, was the Gryffindor Seeker. Lily shrugged and decided to finish up her potions essay and then start her transfiguration homework. As she picked up her quill, she discovered that her heart wasn't into the homework. But more of a midnight flight.
"This won't be helping James," Lily muttered to herself. But she couldn't resist. Grabbing her cloak, she dashed out of the Gryffindor Common room.
~*~
It felt good to feel the wind through his hair, James decided. He hadn't seen Lily all day. Ever since the early morning, with Janelle. But not seeing the red-headed, green-eyed beauty causeed him more pain than he could ever admit.
He did a couple loops before he heard a squeak. The squeaking of shoes on the green grass.
Turning his head, he was surprised to find Lily watching him.
"It's a bit late, don't you think?" Lily asked. Although it sounded like a rude question, Lily's tone was different. It was a quiet question, one that she didn't expect to be answered.
James stared at her and wondered what time it actually was. He had a tendency to lose track of time whenever he was flying.
"What are you doing up this late?" James asked her. Lily shrugged.
"Potions essay," she said smiling. James found himself smiling with her.
"Ahh, yes. Potions...I still have to finish that. I'll do it in the morning," James decided.
"I have transfiguration too," Lily told him. James's eyes twinkling. Transfiguration, his favorite subject.
"You do? I've already done my transfiguration. Do you need help, or anything?" Part of James wanted to stay outside and fly a little bit longer, but another part wanted to spend time with Lily. James slapped his head mentally. He was supposed to be getting over her!
"That'd be great." Lily said enthusiastically. She certainly hadn't expected to gain a night of help from James. Secretly, she was pleased.
"One last ride," James promised. He eyed Lily, and then said, in a somewhat pleading tone, "Want a ride?"
Lily wanted to accept. So badly she didn't know. But, she didn't. "Uhh, no. That's all right, I'll just wait here for you,"
"Come on, Evans," James said in a teasing tone, "I won't bite. Come on, one ride."
Lily couldn't resist. Sighing, she walked over and James pulled her onto the broomstick and wrapped his arms around her. Lily shivered.
"Just to make sure you don't fall off," James whispered. Lily's heart began to race. So did the broom. It started off a bit fast, but James sensed Lily was nervous, so he slowed the pace down. Soon, they were flying as high as the sky at a very slow rate. Needless to say, it was very romantic.
Lily felt James's arms grip tighter onto her. She could see every wrinkle of the moon now, and James seemed to be enjoying it.
"It's nice, isn't it?" James whispered dreamily.
"What is?" Lily whispered back. As much as she tried not get sucked into a romantic warp, it was extremely hard. But soon, she was in. Lily found herself in a world with James and the moon...no Hogwarts, no Janelle, and most of all, no feelings to contradict the actual ones she was experiencing.
"To be able to escape," James said. Lily smiled, but didn't say anything.
Soon, the broomstick was lowering down back to Hogwarts and James snapped out of his dreamy gaze. Lily had seemed to lean back into his arms. James hugged her tightly, sucking in her scent.
"Lily?" James whispered so quietly he was sure Lily hadn't heard him.
"Yea?" Lily murmured.
James wanted to tell her he loved her. It seemed like the right moment, too. But, something held him back.
Lily waited for James to continue, but he didn't. Lily turned to look at him, and found him biting his lip. James finally caught Lily watching him and smiled.
"It's nothing," James shrugged.
"No, tell me." Lily insisted. She hated not knowing things.
James bit his lip again. "You have beautiful eyes," he finally said.
Lily blushed, and said a thank you. But she still felt that wasn't what he had originally planned on saying.
"Come on," James said hurriedly, jumping off his broom. "We have some homework to do,"
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