His Last Chance

JK's

You know who wrote this by now I hope... Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers and faithful fans (most of you are the same people who read my other stories), I'd like to build a monument for all of you! Ok, from what I can tell, this story might be moved to PG13, though I'm not sure. Not that most of you care, but just wanted to let the public be aware. And I don't own those songs. I just like them. Hilary Duff claims all rights to them. –Moony

Chapter 6

Remus nearly tripped over Sirius as he came into a dead stop at the stairs. They watched as Lily immediately pulled back.

Her body was tingling, her feet felt rooted to the spot. She couldn't move, but she felt her cheeks redden and her face grew hot, but she felt warm and relaxed. But what she had done was wrong – or was it? Did she love him? Anneliese's words came back to her.

The feeling in her legs finally came back and she quickly stood up and gathered her papers and walked quickly up the girls' dormitories, not looking back. James turned around calling after her, "Lily! Wait! Where are you going?" But Lily was gone. James tried to run up the girls dormitories, he could not. He felt like crying. What did he do? Was there some kind of magic that needed to be done? He would not cry. He would not. He would just talk it over calmly to Sirius, maybe Remus. He stared at the essay that was only partially done and threw it in the fire. It was just proof of what had happened.

Sirius and Remus watched silently, not moving. They did not understand it anymore than James did.

"What happened?" Sirius mouthed.

Remus shrugged, mouthing back, "Don't know."

They were both perplexed. Any normal girl would have been enchanted right away. But then again, Lily wasn't like most girls. She could be as stubborn as a rock, inside, they both knew it could take years for that rock to wear away and let her true feelings show. Quickly they ran up the stairs as James started to walk towards the boys dormitories.

He was in a daze. The kiss had been warm. He hadn't even known he was doing it until it happened. His lips seemed to be vibrating and it seemed as if it had been some kind of magic in them, like declaring – Lily's lips touched those, something special. But then the aftermath had been hurting, as if she had torn his heart out and left him there to bleed. He did not know what he felt. He only knew that he was to sleep and try to sort it out when his mind was clear.

I'm falling through the door
Flyin' cross the floor
When you look at me
Suddenly it's clear
You're burnin' up my dreams
Crazy as it seems
I don't wanna be
Anywhere but here.

In the girls dormitories, Lily felt the same. She had kissed James Potter. She hadn't even seen it coming until it happened. She remembered staring into those hazel eyes. As if she was finally seeing into his world some
place she didn't know. It had felt like bliss. And then she felt warmth, she felt the tingling of every limb, the vibrating of her lips, the paralysis of her legs, the touch of his lips. And somehow, she knew it was wrong. Her first kiss shouldn't have been James. Shouldn't have been the arrogant little prat. But did she love him?Was he still the same? Was Anneliese right? Was she too stubborn to admit it? So many questions. So much confusion. The quiet was mocking her. But only one question that answered all her confusion stood out – Did she love James Potter?

If you can't do the math
Then get out of the equation
I am calling you back
This is (star) 69