Disclaimer: I will state the obvious. I am not worth more than the
Queen of England, and I do not know what will be in the sixth Harry Potter
book, and I won't until it comes out, so there for, I am NOT J.K. Rowling.
Got it? Harry Potter and all the rest of the characters of the books belong
to J.K. Rowling's brilliant mind. Enough with the babbling, and let's
begin.
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The girl pulled away from James quickly, and James knew he was right. He had been holding Lily Evans' hand, and Lily Evans had been voluntarily hugging him. He couldn't believe it!
"So, you don't hate me after all, do you?" asked James smugly. "You actually like me, don't you?"
"No," Lily said shortly. "I don't completely hate you, Potter. But that doesn't mean I like you, either."
"So why were you holding my hand, hmm?" James almost laughed, but he remembered what had happened before when he couldn't help himself but laugh. He had gotten hit. "And why were you hugging me?"
"Because I felt guilty, okay?" Lily said quietly. "It's all my fault that you got hit in the head with that bludger."
"How is it all your fault?" James asked with confusion. "You weren't the beater that sent the bludger after me. In fact, it might have been worse, if you hadn't warned me about it."
"I felt guilty because before the game, I told you and Sirius that I hoped the both of you had enough luck to take a bludger to the head and fall off your brooms," Lily sat down at the bottom of James' bed. She stared at the wall ahead of her. She wasn't looking at the wall; she was remembering what happened that day, during the Quidditch match.
"And that's exactly what happened," Lily continued. I tried to warn you, and you say you heard me, but I didn't see the bludger sooner. If I had, maybe you wouldn't have gotten hurt."
"Aw Lily, you shouldn't blame yourself for that. I mean, it isn't like you foresaw me getting hit in the head by a bludger." James hoped she was buying this. Maybe it would make her feel better.
"I should never have said such a horrible thing to you, though," Lily said and looked at James. "What I said, I could tell that you were hurt by it. I'm so sorry James."
Then, Lily did something that James had never expected her to do. She started crying. James didn't know what to do. He had never had to comfort a girl before, so he didn't know how too.
James sat up in bed and stared at Lily's silhouette. It was still too dark to see anything, but James could just make out Lily's figure through the dark. She began wiping at her eyes in embarrassment.
She hadn't expected to start crying, and especially in front of James. He would probably never let her live it down.
"I'm sorry James, I shouldn't be crying like this. I'm not even the one in the hospital bed, who has been passing out over and over again. I'm sorry."
James didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he could think of. He got up and sat next to Lily and started to pat her back comfortingly. Lily choked out another sob, failing at trying not to cry in front of James.
"I'm so sorry," Lily said again. She tried again to apologize, but James interrupted her.
"Lily, don't worry about it," he said. "I understand that you were upset with me, and sometimes we all say things we don't mean when we're angry."
"Who knew James Potter could actually understand what I feel," Lily said, making both of them laugh. Lily wiped away the tears and got up.
She gave James a quick hug. James cheerfully hugged back. She then bent down and planted a kiss on his cheek. She whispered in his ear, then left, walking quickly back to the common room.
"See you tomorrow, James." She called him 'James'. Usually it was Potter, or James Potter, but rarely just James.
"Tomorrow," James whispered into the darkness. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Note: Hey there! Well, I figured it was time to get some heat going in the story, instead of just fights between the two. I already have the fifth chapter written, and it should be posted at the same time as this one is. The sixth chapter should be very interesting. But, no hints, because I am not going to tell you! You'll have to wait and find out. =)
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The girl pulled away from James quickly, and James knew he was right. He had been holding Lily Evans' hand, and Lily Evans had been voluntarily hugging him. He couldn't believe it!
"So, you don't hate me after all, do you?" asked James smugly. "You actually like me, don't you?"
"No," Lily said shortly. "I don't completely hate you, Potter. But that doesn't mean I like you, either."
"So why were you holding my hand, hmm?" James almost laughed, but he remembered what had happened before when he couldn't help himself but laugh. He had gotten hit. "And why were you hugging me?"
"Because I felt guilty, okay?" Lily said quietly. "It's all my fault that you got hit in the head with that bludger."
"How is it all your fault?" James asked with confusion. "You weren't the beater that sent the bludger after me. In fact, it might have been worse, if you hadn't warned me about it."
"I felt guilty because before the game, I told you and Sirius that I hoped the both of you had enough luck to take a bludger to the head and fall off your brooms," Lily sat down at the bottom of James' bed. She stared at the wall ahead of her. She wasn't looking at the wall; she was remembering what happened that day, during the Quidditch match.
"And that's exactly what happened," Lily continued. I tried to warn you, and you say you heard me, but I didn't see the bludger sooner. If I had, maybe you wouldn't have gotten hurt."
"Aw Lily, you shouldn't blame yourself for that. I mean, it isn't like you foresaw me getting hit in the head by a bludger." James hoped she was buying this. Maybe it would make her feel better.
"I should never have said such a horrible thing to you, though," Lily said and looked at James. "What I said, I could tell that you were hurt by it. I'm so sorry James."
Then, Lily did something that James had never expected her to do. She started crying. James didn't know what to do. He had never had to comfort a girl before, so he didn't know how too.
James sat up in bed and stared at Lily's silhouette. It was still too dark to see anything, but James could just make out Lily's figure through the dark. She began wiping at her eyes in embarrassment.
She hadn't expected to start crying, and especially in front of James. He would probably never let her live it down.
"I'm sorry James, I shouldn't be crying like this. I'm not even the one in the hospital bed, who has been passing out over and over again. I'm sorry."
James didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he could think of. He got up and sat next to Lily and started to pat her back comfortingly. Lily choked out another sob, failing at trying not to cry in front of James.
"I'm so sorry," Lily said again. She tried again to apologize, but James interrupted her.
"Lily, don't worry about it," he said. "I understand that you were upset with me, and sometimes we all say things we don't mean when we're angry."
"Who knew James Potter could actually understand what I feel," Lily said, making both of them laugh. Lily wiped away the tears and got up.
She gave James a quick hug. James cheerfully hugged back. She then bent down and planted a kiss on his cheek. She whispered in his ear, then left, walking quickly back to the common room.
"See you tomorrow, James." She called him 'James'. Usually it was Potter, or James Potter, but rarely just James.
"Tomorrow," James whispered into the darkness. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Note: Hey there! Well, I figured it was time to get some heat going in the story, instead of just fights between the two. I already have the fifth chapter written, and it should be posted at the same time as this one is. The sixth chapter should be very interesting. But, no hints, because I am not going to tell you! You'll have to wait and find out. =)