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*catches breath* Ok, after that really long intro, here's chapter nine! Oh, and I don't own any Harry Potter characters.
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The kiss was sweet. It lasted for what seemed like eternity. Lily moaned with pleasure as she deepened it. Finally, it was James who pulled away.
"Sorry Lily. I kind of stole you from your date." James mumbled.
"No, no, James! Todd was kind of drunk, I . . . I think he left after you . . . caught me. Look, he's dancing with Leslie over there." Lily pointed to where she spotted her date.
"And stepping all over her too!" James laughed, catching sight at a frustrated Leslie trying to avoid getting stepped on.
"Guess drunks have a short attention span." Lily giggled.
"Guess so."
All of a sudden, Lily's head ached, and she fainted. She vaguely remembered the butterbeer Todd had given her . . .
James caught her. Her head was leaned against his chest and Lily was smiling. But when he shook her, she wouldn't wake up. He scratched his head. He thought she had fainted, but he wasn't sure. He decided to carry her back to the dormitories. Thank goodness they were in the same house so he could get in.
"Password?"
"Sneezewort." James said quickly.
The Fat Lady eyed Lily's limp figure in James's arms suspiciously, but she said nothing of it.
Lily was starting to slip off him, so he wrapped her arms around his neck. It was late, and only three fifth years were up, watching him bring an unconscious girl upstairs. The three were girls, and James noticed that as he approached the girl's dormitory stairs that they were watching him intently with eager smiles on their faces.
What's up with them? James wondered.
James took about 10 steps up the stairs when the step suddenly transformed into a smooth slide. James yelled in surprise as he and Lily tumbled and slid down the stairs. James landed face first. Lily was right behind him, but luckily she had landed gently. James could hear the fifth years giggling, and his face was turning red.
"What?" James demanded of the fifth years, "Do YOU want to carry her up there?"
The fifth years, still giggling, shook their heads.
"Aw man!" James erupted. "If I can't go to the girl dormitories that means Lily can't go in mine, so what in the bloody hell am I supposed to do?"
"Actually," one fifth year said, "girls CAN go into boy dormitories. But not the other way around." She erupted in fits of giggles again.
James looked dumbstruck. "What? They can? That is not fair!"
"Life isn't fair." The trio said in unison, giggling like mad.
James picked Lily up again, and went up to the boy's dormitories grumbling to himself.
He arrived in his dorm to find that all of his roommates were all still at the dance. Good. How he would explain bringing a girl into their dorm . . . Sirius would act like a kid at Christmas.
He gently lay Lily down on his bed and pulled the covers over her. He was a guy, so he didn't consider pulling her hair down. He stared at her sleeping form for a bit, imaging things. Then he draped the curtains around her, hoping the other guys wouldn't see.
Wait. Where am I going to sleep? James thought. But then he remembered that Steven was Muggle born, and for some weird reason, his mother had packed him a "sleeping bag." Apparently it's like a portable bed.
James rummaged in Steven's things until he found it. James could only hope that the guys were sleepy enough that they wouldn't notice him on the floor- or step on him, for that matter. He laid it near his own bed and figured out the zippy things and was able to find sleep. His dreams would be sweet, and full of Lily.
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Lily woke up and yawned. It was then when she realized that her hair was still tied up, and it was a mess. She was still in her dress robes. Then it came to her: the butterbeer! Todd HAD been gone for a long time; maybe he played a prank on her and put a delayed sleeping potion in it. It would wait for maybe ten minutes, but then the drinker would fall asleep afterwards.
"Oh when I get my hands on you . . ." Lily threatened.
She pulled back the curtains and jumped out of bed. She landed on something squishy, and she heard a scream-
"Ahhhh!"
Lily looked around for the source, nervously digging her toe into the squishy thing.
The scream went on. Now it was saying, "Getoff! Get . . . off!"
Get off? What? Lily looked down and saw that she was stepping on James Potter's stomach. Oops.
"Sorry! Sorry!" Lily apologized shrilly as she jumped off James. James sat up, panting hard.
"Thank you . . . I . . . I can finally . . . finally breathe." James gasped.
Lily kept on apologizing and James kept on trying to get his breath back.
By that time, Lily noticed that the room was not decorated right. Instead of pictures of home and out of Muggle magazines, there were Quidditch team posters. And the people opening the curtains grumpily weren't girls . . . they were boys!
"James, what are you yelling about?" Sirius asked while rubbing his eyes sleepily. Then he spotted Lily. He rubbed his eyes again. Lily's hands were pressed against James's chest, and James was still catching his breath. They both looked messy, and James was lying inside a large sleeping bag. Maybe big enough for two . . .
Sirius was getting suspicious. "Ohhh.well if you two want to have a little bit more privacy, I'd try the closet, mate."
"No, no! It's NOT what it looks like Sirius! It's NOT . . ." Lily stuttered, looking completely shocked at what Sirius was suggesting.
Sirius looked at her skeptically. "It's NOT Sirius, believe us . . ."
"Really? I don't hear James saying anything, just you. And he looks pretty red with embarrassment there, Lily." Sirius pointed out.
James's face WAS red, but because of his brief inability to breathe. And it's hard to talk when you're catching your breath.
Now the other boys were listening in on the conversation, barely able to contain their laughter.
"But it's not. . ." Lily tried desperately.
This gave Lily and James both a lot of explaining to do.
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*catches breath* Ok, after that really long intro, here's chapter nine! Oh, and I don't own any Harry Potter characters.
* * *
The kiss was sweet. It lasted for what seemed like eternity. Lily moaned with pleasure as she deepened it. Finally, it was James who pulled away.
"Sorry Lily. I kind of stole you from your date." James mumbled.
"No, no, James! Todd was kind of drunk, I . . . I think he left after you . . . caught me. Look, he's dancing with Leslie over there." Lily pointed to where she spotted her date.
"And stepping all over her too!" James laughed, catching sight at a frustrated Leslie trying to avoid getting stepped on.
"Guess drunks have a short attention span." Lily giggled.
"Guess so."
All of a sudden, Lily's head ached, and she fainted. She vaguely remembered the butterbeer Todd had given her . . .
James caught her. Her head was leaned against his chest and Lily was smiling. But when he shook her, she wouldn't wake up. He scratched his head. He thought she had fainted, but he wasn't sure. He decided to carry her back to the dormitories. Thank goodness they were in the same house so he could get in.
"Password?"
"Sneezewort." James said quickly.
The Fat Lady eyed Lily's limp figure in James's arms suspiciously, but she said nothing of it.
Lily was starting to slip off him, so he wrapped her arms around his neck. It was late, and only three fifth years were up, watching him bring an unconscious girl upstairs. The three were girls, and James noticed that as he approached the girl's dormitory stairs that they were watching him intently with eager smiles on their faces.
What's up with them? James wondered.
James took about 10 steps up the stairs when the step suddenly transformed into a smooth slide. James yelled in surprise as he and Lily tumbled and slid down the stairs. James landed face first. Lily was right behind him, but luckily she had landed gently. James could hear the fifth years giggling, and his face was turning red.
"What?" James demanded of the fifth years, "Do YOU want to carry her up there?"
The fifth years, still giggling, shook their heads.
"Aw man!" James erupted. "If I can't go to the girl dormitories that means Lily can't go in mine, so what in the bloody hell am I supposed to do?"
"Actually," one fifth year said, "girls CAN go into boy dormitories. But not the other way around." She erupted in fits of giggles again.
James looked dumbstruck. "What? They can? That is not fair!"
"Life isn't fair." The trio said in unison, giggling like mad.
James picked Lily up again, and went up to the boy's dormitories grumbling to himself.
He arrived in his dorm to find that all of his roommates were all still at the dance. Good. How he would explain bringing a girl into their dorm . . . Sirius would act like a kid at Christmas.
He gently lay Lily down on his bed and pulled the covers over her. He was a guy, so he didn't consider pulling her hair down. He stared at her sleeping form for a bit, imaging things. Then he draped the curtains around her, hoping the other guys wouldn't see.
Wait. Where am I going to sleep? James thought. But then he remembered that Steven was Muggle born, and for some weird reason, his mother had packed him a "sleeping bag." Apparently it's like a portable bed.
James rummaged in Steven's things until he found it. James could only hope that the guys were sleepy enough that they wouldn't notice him on the floor- or step on him, for that matter. He laid it near his own bed and figured out the zippy things and was able to find sleep. His dreams would be sweet, and full of Lily.
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Lily woke up and yawned. It was then when she realized that her hair was still tied up, and it was a mess. She was still in her dress robes. Then it came to her: the butterbeer! Todd HAD been gone for a long time; maybe he played a prank on her and put a delayed sleeping potion in it. It would wait for maybe ten minutes, but then the drinker would fall asleep afterwards.
"Oh when I get my hands on you . . ." Lily threatened.
She pulled back the curtains and jumped out of bed. She landed on something squishy, and she heard a scream-
"Ahhhh!"
Lily looked around for the source, nervously digging her toe into the squishy thing.
The scream went on. Now it was saying, "Getoff! Get . . . off!"
Get off? What? Lily looked down and saw that she was stepping on James Potter's stomach. Oops.
"Sorry! Sorry!" Lily apologized shrilly as she jumped off James. James sat up, panting hard.
"Thank you . . . I . . . I can finally . . . finally breathe." James gasped.
Lily kept on apologizing and James kept on trying to get his breath back.
By that time, Lily noticed that the room was not decorated right. Instead of pictures of home and out of Muggle magazines, there were Quidditch team posters. And the people opening the curtains grumpily weren't girls . . . they were boys!
"James, what are you yelling about?" Sirius asked while rubbing his eyes sleepily. Then he spotted Lily. He rubbed his eyes again. Lily's hands were pressed against James's chest, and James was still catching his breath. They both looked messy, and James was lying inside a large sleeping bag. Maybe big enough for two . . .
Sirius was getting suspicious. "Ohhh.well if you two want to have a little bit more privacy, I'd try the closet, mate."
"No, no! It's NOT what it looks like Sirius! It's NOT . . ." Lily stuttered, looking completely shocked at what Sirius was suggesting.
Sirius looked at her skeptically. "It's NOT Sirius, believe us . . ."
"Really? I don't hear James saying anything, just you. And he looks pretty red with embarrassment there, Lily." Sirius pointed out.
James's face WAS red, but because of his brief inability to breathe. And it's hard to talk when you're catching your breath.
Now the other boys were listening in on the conversation, barely able to contain their laughter.
"But it's not. . ." Lily tried desperately.
This gave Lily and James both a lot of explaining to do.
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