Chapter 2 "Attached to You" by marauderyears

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Lily's POV

I can't believe my luck, I really can't. I have just been handcuffed to the dead last person I would want to be stuck with for...Merlin knows how long.

"Potter, you're joking, right?"

"No. That's what Remus and Sirius said. They lost the key."

I slapped my hand to my face. The hand that's not attached to Potter, that is.

"What are we going to do?"

Potter smirked. "Well we could go and take advantage of this situation..." I smacked him.

"No, we are going to figure out how to get these undone, right now!"

"Jeeze, why in such a hurry?"

"Because there is no way that I'm going to sit next to you in every single one of my classes, hang around you while we eat, walk, etc."

"Aw, it's not that bad."

"Yes it is."

"Why?"

"Because..." I blushed scarlet. "I have to go to the bathroom." Unfortunately I always have to go to the bathroom in the worse possible situations.

James laughed. "That'll be really fun; I've never been into the Girl's Loo."

"It couldn't be because you're a guy..." I said sarcastically.

"Oh Evans, how sweet, you noticed." The bell rang.

I sighed miserably. "Well it looks like this will have to wait until after classes."

He nodded enthusiastically. "Wait...Evans?"

I turned to face him. "What Potter, we're going to be late..."

"Do you think you could not tell a teacher-or anyone for that matter-about this?"

"What are you talking about- Of course I'm going to tell a teacher, they'll get us undone!"

"Well maybe, but I'd be in real trouble."

My eyes widened. "How did you get these?"

He shook his head. "Nothing illegal, but Professor McGonagall told me that if I misbehaved at all this month that she'd see if I couldn't be more punished than just detentions. She's been upset because of a little prank I did last week..."

"How did you get these?" I repeated.

"Found them in the Caretaker's cabinets in a drawer that was labeled 'Confiscated and Highly Dangerous'."

I groaned. "That figures..."

He sighed. "Look Evans, I'm sorry okay? As soon as I figure out how to get this fixed, I will."

Wow, he's being nice... "Alright, it's fine. But people are going to notice if we're constantly in each other's company."

He shrugged. "Maybe we could try to get along."

"I guess, but Potter you try to be mature about this?"

"I am!"

"Maybe you are now, but you weren't before. Wait a second-"

"What?"

"How are we going to sleep and shower?"

Although he tried to hold back his grin, I could see the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Potter, what ever sick fantasies are going through your head right now are NOT going to happen, so keep dreaming. Actually scratch that. Don't dream about me please..."

He rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Evans."

The second bell rang. "Oh my goodness! We're late; I've never been late to anything in my entire life!"

Potter laughed. "Welcome to my world Evans."

I kicked him hard in the shin and was satisfied to hear him howl in pain as I turned around to drag him to class.

"Walk faster Potter."

"I'm walking as fast as I can."

"You've got long legs, use them!"

He smiled. "Is that a compliment?"

"No."

"I think it was. Have you been looking at my legs?"

"Not a chance Potter. Could you walk a little farther away from me? You're in my bubble."

"You're bubble?"

"I have a 5 foot radius bubble around me and unfortunately you're in it."

"Look Evans, I can only walk a few inches away from you."

"Darn, I had almost forgotten."

We entered the classroom, but had a little difficulty getting through considering we tried to go through the doorway at the same time. But we managed to get unstuck.

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows at us. "Mr. Potter you're late. And so are you Miss Evans..." She watched (along with the rest of the class) as we both took the two empty seats in the back.

"But Miss Evans, I'm shocked that you're late. Mr. Potter you have a detention for being late."

Potter nodded. "What about Evans?"

She sighed. "Miss Evans is never late. I'll take that this is a one time only thing and let her off with just a warning." She said firmly looking at me, making me blush from the shame.

I glared at Potter as soon as the Professor turned around. I'm late because of his slowness. I sat there fuming until Professor McGonagall asked for a volunteer for a demonstration. Of course she called on me.

"Miss Evans if you would be so kind as to come up here so I can show the class how to do today's lesson."

I glanced at Potter, but he was just smiling and motioning for me to up to the front of the room. I sighed and stood up at the same time as Potter. McGonagall raised her eyebrows at James and rolled her eyes as we both walked to the front of the classroom.

"Mr. Potter what are you doing here?"

"Well I signed up for this class-"

"You know what I mean."

"Oh, I wanted to watch. I couldn't see from back there and this class is so interesting that I didn't want to miss a beat."

Was it just me or did the corners of her lips twitch? She does that a lot when Potter and Black are around. The rest of the classes went by fairly uneventful. It was most difficult for Potter to write when he was right handed and his hand was connected to mine so I had to move my hand with his every time he needed to write something.

Potter and I walked to dinner together but the only thing I could concentrate on was the fact that I really, really had to go to the bathroom.