So, you bargain with the devil, say you're okay for today
Say, it's been swell sweetheart
But it was just one of those things
Those flings, those strings you've got to cut
So get out on the streets, girls, and bust your butts
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower
Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy
Who will save your soul if you won't save your own
It was Sunday morning and all was quiet at the school of Hogwarts. Students were attempting to sleep off their hangovers and forget their drunken mistakes. However, Aidan was extremely satisfied with her unforgettable events of the night. She rolled onto her side, sighing contentedly. She stretched out her arms and legs and smiled to herself. James Potter was sleeping next to her, with his mouth slightly open. Aidan thought he looked adorable. Last night had been fantastic. Loads better than the first time Aidan had hooked up with James. He had proved to be much more knowledgeable, considerate, and well endowed since their fifth year. He had even been up for three rounds and Aidan was exhausted. James yawned, interrupting Aidan's delectable thoughts of the previous night.
She smiled, "Good morning, handsome."
"Morning." he said sleepily, "What time is it?"
Aidan peeked at the clock behind them, "9:30." She tried to nestle into the crook of his arm and was sorely disappointed when he pushed her away.
He moved to the edge of the bed, "I never said there would be cuddling involved in any part of this event."
Aidan instantly forgot any sentimental feelings she may have been experiencing a few minutes ago, "Neither did I and frankly I didn't expect it."
"Good. I'm off to take a shower. Do you need anything?"
Aidan wrapped his covers around her naked body, suddenly feeling very ashamed, "No. I'm fine."
James seemed to sense the unhappiness in her voice. He walked over to Aidan and kissed her cheek, "It was pretty good last night. Maybe we could go at it again?"
"Yeah," Aidan said softly, "Maybe."
"Good." The caring look James had on his face vanished quickly, leaving Aidan feeling confused and hurt. She listened to the water and the sounds of James as he began his morning routine.
This was the first year that students were given the right to have their own rooms. The new headmaster had begun an arrangement of allowing gifted seventh years to possess an individual room. He believed it was a way for a young wizard to express his or her character. James' room was spotless, having only the necessary items to complete his education. Assorted books, robes, and quills littered the room causing the whole area to appear haphazardly put together. As Aidan memorized the features of the room she was struck by one thing. A small black book looked as if it had been hastily thrown underneath a pair of boxers. "Might be a diary," she thought to herself. The prospect of delving deep into the mind of James Potter was far too tempting to resist so Aidan tied the sheet around her like a Roman and crept over to the book. Her violet eyes glimmered as she read about the less than modest contents of the Little Black Book. From the bathroom, the sudden decrease of water startled Aidan into action. She threw on her risqué clothing from the previous evening, shoved the little black book into her purse, scrawled a note onto James' potion's homework, and dashed out of the room. Aidan trotted quickly out of the Gryffindor common room to the Slytherin accommodations located in the highest tower in all of Hogwarts. Typically, Aidan was a loner keeping her ideas and thoughts to herself for the sole reason that she simply felt she could not trust anyone else with the brilliant and imaginative workings of her mind. However, in this situation, Aidan was willing to make an exception to her golden rule of silence, because in order for her plot of revenge to work she would require the mind of her cunning friend, Brittany.
After Aidan left James lazily proceeded to the dining hall for some breakfast. He quickly found his friends seated at the end of the table discussing the pros and cons of staying single. James sat next to Remus and listened to their conversation as he peeled an apple.
"Well, you do have the added bonus of consistent sex for a period of time"
Sirius shrugged his shoulders at Remus' statement, "Yes but you have so many dates to remember; first kiss, first date, when you officially became a couple, one month, two monthsit goes on and on."
"And then as soon as you lose interest you have to deal with the breaking up and God knows how many bad experiences you three have had." Peter said.
Sirius laughed, "True but none of us have stayed long enough with a girl to leave a devastating effect."
"Speak for yourself," James scoffed, "I've left many an apple bruised."
Remus shuddered, "Terrible analogy, James. Really, it sent shivers through me."
Sirius grinned and swept wisps of his dark hair away from his face. His black eyes were lit with excitement, "James, I couldn't help overhearing all three of your escapades last night and I was hoping one of them was Lily."
James, "No actually they were all Aidan."
"All Aidan?" Sirius' eyes widened, "Nailing her once and awhile is fine but James I would not get mixed up with her. She's fierce."
James brushed aside his friend's fears, "No worries, mate. She's harmless, plus she's delectable in the sack."
Sirius rolled his eyes, knowing how psycho Aidan could become, "Don't say I didn't warn you."
After sipping his coffee, James peered at Remus carefully, "Not meaning to change the subject but why the hell are you wearing muggle clothing?"
Remus looked down at his carefully planned attire, "Well, I'm going to church with Morgan."
Sirius started, "There's a bloody church at Hogwarts? I say, are you sure?"
"Yes Sirius, just because you don't go, doesn't mean anyone else doesn't."
"Are you kidding me?" James stared, incredulous, "How long have you been going with her?"
"About a month."
"And all this time I thought you were trying to fuck her in your room," Sirius shook his head sadly, "But you were really going to some manipulating, controlling institution that sucks money out of the poor people under the illusion that they will somehow receive salvation because they believe they can pay their way into heaven."
Remus, James, and Peter looked at him strangely. Sirius shifted awkwardly," Um, pass the butter?"
"I never knew you had such strong sentiments on religion," Remus said shortly, munching on his toast. He turned to James with a sly smile, "You know, Lily goes to church with us."
James laughed, "You're not proposing that I go with you and put on some simpering little act."
Peter nodded with James, "Yes Remus, what are you thinking? James is practically the Antichrist."
"You would get some brownie points with Lily." Remus dangled the tantalizing morsel of information in front of James, with a smile.
James leaned back on his chair and thought about whether or not nailing Lily was worth going to church and listening to a priest hammer at him for forty-five minutes about going to hell and then Lily walked into the room and he made up his mind.
She was wearing a pure, virginal white dress down to her knees, with a tiny slit exposing her shapely thigh. Every male head in the room turned to watch her procession down the aisle. Her auburn hair flowed down her back in cascading ringlets and she walked proudly, knowing what she was doing to the men in the dining hall. James knew he had to have her. He wouldn't have some other chap just stealing away his ill-begotten masterpiece. After all she was his creation, so technically she belonged to him.
He gritted his teeth together and stood, "I'll do whatever it bloody takes." James turned on his heel and stormed out of the hall to change into his detested muggle outfit.
Morgan gleefully sat down next to Lily and began to eat her grapefruit. She was wearing a sophisticated strapless red dress with white polka dots scattered across the silky material. Across her chest the dress clung to her ample curves but at the waist, the bottom flowed outwards to a stop just above her knees. White kid gloves and a small red hat resting jauntily across her forehead completed the ensemble.
Lily glared, "Honey, you look positively adorable. No matter what good looks James gave me, I'll never have your class."
Morgan rolled her eyes, "Lily, it's confidence not class. Now are you ready to go down to church?"
Lily rolled her eyes, "Yes. I don't know why you drag me to church with you every Sunday. It's not like you've ever gone."
Morgan reapplied her red lipstick and tugged Lily to her feet; "I'm testing Remus to see how devoted he is. So far he has come to church with me and although he slept through some of the sermon he gave a reasonable effort. Before I sleep with men I must know be reassured that they are grade-A meat.
"Quite right but why of all religions did you pick Russian Orthodox?"
Morgan looked at Lily with a grin, "Because dear, they're just so romantic and quaint. I love the Russian people. They're positively lovely."
"Well, I'm sure Remus will be thrilled when he finds out you're just a regular catholic."
"Speaking of the devil," Morgan purred and held out a delicate hand to Remus, "Hello darling," She stood to kiss both his cheeks.
Remus grinned politely at Lily, "What a lucky man I must be to escort two of the most gorgeous women to church. You're lucky we're not going to a less reputable establishment or else I might lose my restraint and kidnap you both."
Morgan giggled lightly and caressed his shoulder, "Remus, you are such a devil."
A voice drifted over to them, "He is not. I believe that when I visited Spain their women nicknamed me El Diablo, for my devilish good looks and misleading charisma."
Lily looked up to find herself face to face with James. She sucked in her breath quickly because he looked gorgeous. His hands were shoved into the pockets of his brown corduroys and a white collared shirt emphasized his lean figure. It was obvious that he hadn't used a brush since yesterday because his hair was messy and rings circled his eyes. He fidgeted under Lily's scrutiny and nervously ran a hand through his hair as though to flatten his hair, despite its obvious wildness.
"So, why are you all dressed up?" Morgan asked.
"I'm going to church."
"Oh, you're Russian orthodox, too?" she grinned, cocking her head to one side with an insincere look of interest.
James started. Russian orthodox, he knew nothing about their religion, "Yes. Yes I am."
Lily giggled, "Well let's be off." She had been skeptical after the eventful night at Le Slut, but James was proving to live up to his promise of friendship. He appeared to be genuinely trying to secure her trust.
Remus and Morgan led the small group, her arm clasped tightly through his. Their heads were close together, while they whispered and giggled.
Years before their time a former headmaster decided that a little religion was necessary to curb the sinful appetite of his students and he installed a magical program to offer an abundance of religions. There was Muslim, Lutheran, Catholic, Russian Orthodox, and Jewish but these were supplying the demand of Hogwarts because so far only students of this denomination had attended the school. The church services were held throughout the school in obscure spots, only able to be found by students searching for spiritual satisfaction and they could only be found on their respective days of worship. So far only Lily, Morgan, and Remus attended the Russian Orthodox service but Morgan was hopeful that the numbers would rise.
The small group arrived at a wooden door with the symbol of the cross engraved solemnly above the entrance.
"Right. So this is it." Morgan said brightly, "Are you sure you know what you're doing James?"
James gasped, "Of course. My mother raised me to be a genuine, fearful sinner."
Remus coughed.
"Well, let's proceed, shall we?" Lily said and they pushed into the door.
The cathedral was huge with gold decorations littered across the alters, walls, and windows. It was rather extravagant and James' eyes began to hurt from the shining brilliance of it all. Light shone through the ornate stained glass windows, making the atmosphere dignified and solemn.
"This place is massive," James whispered to Lily, "How do they hide all these cathedrals in Hogwarts."
"We think it disappears after today and goes somewhere in Russia and then there's some sort of charm that makes it appear again."
"Right."
Church began with a wizened old man entering the cathedral. He ignored his small congregation and launched into his sermon as if no one was even there. Half of the sermon was in Russian and inevitably, James' mind began to wander. Unwillingly, his thoughts turned to Aidan. She had been so hot from the previous night. He loved her moves, her body, and especially her voice. She would talk to him in a low dirty voice while he fucked her and it drove James mad. He was startled out of his thoughts when the priest slammed his bible shut and walked out of the cathedral, into a small room.
"Now what?" he whispered to Lily.
"Confession and Morgan always goes first."
Morgan rose dramatically and walked into the tiny closet. James slumped down into the pew, completely and utterly bored. He abruptly sat up when he smelled a distinct scent drifting towards him.
"Lily, do you smell that?" he asked.
She paused, "No. I don't smell anything."
James twisted around to investigate and he saw a figure dressed in black, beckoning him from the back of the cathedral.
"Excuse me," James whispered to Lily, "I have to go to the bathroom."
She nodded, apparently deep in conversation with Remus.
James hesitantly approached the figure, until they pulled him into the shadows and slammed him against the wall.
"What's all the fuss?" James hissed.
The mysterious person slipped off their hood and to James' surprise it was Aidan. He turned around to make sure Lily was looking the other way and pushed Aidan away into the darkness.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I found out you were here," she said simply, "and I wanted to continue what we started last night. I used a charm to send the smell of my perfume and my body to draw you over here.
"We continued that three times," but despite his protests James found that his resolve was weakening. Her eyes were so violet, her mouth shaped in a perfect pout and besides Lily was proving to be a tough egg to crack.
"Jesus Aidan, this is a church we're in." James said doubtfully.
She smiled, "That makes it all the more fun."
"Eh, what the fuck?" and he brought her body to his. He kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth. Aidan responded eagerly, molding her body to fit his. James pushed Aidan against the wall and ran his fingers through her hair and then proceeded to slip his hand up her shirt. He teased her nipples with his fingers. She moaned lightly against him and softly bit his lip.
"God Aidan, you make me lose my resolve." he murmured in her ear.
"That's the point, dear." she whispered back. When he entered her she softly giggled, "I'm going to control you James Potter."
He stopped, "What's that?"
Aidan looked at him, "I said, I'm going to fuck you James Potter."
"Excellent," and he lifted her against the wall and thrust into her.
After discussing the British economy for a few minutes Lily turned to the empty seat next to her and wondered what happened to James. His antics confused and bewitched her. One moment he smiled at Lily like she was the sun and the next moment he acted as if he was bored of her. His attendance at Morgan's beloved church left her breathless with happiness, but then he disappeared at the first minute.
"Remus?"
"Yes Lily?"
"What are James' intentions?" Lily asked with a sigh.
Remus looked at her sharply. He suspected this question was coming and he did not know how to handle it. Ever since he had fallen for Morgan he was not sure on how to handle Lily. He did not want to hurt her but in order to save her feelings, it would be necessary to betray James and their worthy cause. So he answered the best way he knew how.
"He is confused by you Lily. Every girl James has met, has fallen at his feet and you are proving more difficult. He tried to control you by making you beautiful and even then you would not worship him. I would say that to him you are a challenge," he looked earnestly at Lily, focusing on her large green eyes, "But Lily, I swear that if you play your cards right James will fall for you. The road to winning his heart though will require you to outsmart him and so far no woman has managed to do that."
At this point the priest came out and sniffed at Remus.
He winked at Lily, "Guess it's my turn. See you in a few."
After his rendezvous with Aidan, James hurriedly straightened his shirt and approached Lily. Her auburn head seemed to be bent in prayer but James suspected she was trying to sleep.
"Hey there," he said softly and took a seat.
She glanced at him, her ivory skin gleaming in the slanted sunlight streaming through the glass windows. James stared at her and thought the only other woman she resembled was an angel he had seen once in a picture. Her eyes were wide in innocence and for the first time ever James did not want to take advantage of her. He thought he should very much like to love Lily gently and carefully. However, habit reigned supreme and James shook his head to snap himself out of this ridiculous idea. He needed to fuck Lily simply to gain prestige and fame. James Potter wanted to be a legacy in Hogwarts History. Morgan and Remus approached the pair and Morgan said,
"James darling, it's your turn."
He gave her a blank expression, "For what?"
Morgan giggled, "For confession, silly."
James rolled his eyes at Remus and grudgingly trudged to the small box. He stepped into the confined space, careful not to brush his clothing against the dust. Gingerly, he sat.
"Hello?" he called.
"Yes, my son."
James tried to recall what the books he read said about confession, "Forgive me Father, for it has been eighteen years since my last confession."
"That has been a long time, my son."
James grinned wickedly as an idea popped into his head, "Father, I have committed a grievous sin in the eyes of our Lord."
The voice floated back to him, "Nothing is hidden from the eyes of God and all sins will be forgiven in the name of our Lord, Jesus Christ."
In a satisfied voice, James said, "I just fucked a girl in your church and it was one of the best fucks of my life."
He walked out of the confession box, back towards his friends practically walking on air.
Ok, so I know I'm developing Aidan and James' relationship more than Lily and James' relationship but I promise the next chapter will have more Lily and James.