. . . Amos Diggery! I screamed with frustration. Is should have known James wouldn't be chosen. Well, we were going to have to work around that. James was made Quidditch captain, no surprise there.
We all had a great day and James invited everyone back to his place. Well. . . we had a food fight in the kitchen until Mrs Kuttle shooed us out. We had a tickling fight in the living room, until Mr Potter complained. Then we had a huge pillow fight in James' room until we collapsed from exhaustion.
Finally around 1 in the morning everyone left leaving us alone in his room (?)
The next day we were going back to Hogwarts and I was really looking forward to the year ahead. But I wasn't impressed by the fact I wouldn't be around James 24/7. We found the compartment with everyone in. we found the Marauders in with my best mates Mara and TJ, and by the looks of things TJ was going out with Sirius and Mara was with Remus. Everyone teased me and James as we were sitting rather close together and everyone knew that James really liked me, though only Mara knew I kind of liked him back. (Well at the end of last year anyway) James told me later that I had fallen asleep on him, then he'd fallen asleep as well. Both of us had instantly put our arms around each other protectively. There's photo evidence.
The sorting seemed to take forever. All I wanted was food. I could hear Sirius' stomach rumbling. James sat next to me, his hand resting on my knee, my hand holding his for as long as possible.
When the sorting was finished, Dumbledore only said 'Tuck in' followed by a huge cheer from the Marauders!
'So Lily, what was with you; firstly falling asleep on James, then putting your arms around him? You to Prongs.' I shrugged quickly and said ' I needed a pillow.' James struggled for an answer, so played with his food. They seemed satisfied, and went back to their own conversations. We both grabbed the others hand under the table by instinct. Seen by no one but Mara.
As Head Girl I had to show had to show the first years where to go. But I found myself being dragged to the Room of Requirement. I soon found out why; as I was pushed onto a nearby couch and felt James firmly press his lips to mine, both hungry for each other, our hands freely roamed over our bodies and every inch of skin was kissed, every pour released sweat.
James finally made it back to the common room, while I went to my own with Amos Diggery. Fun!
