Engaging

Trickling Water

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, they belong to J. K. Rowling. Except for Sara Sweets, she belongs to me . Author's note: This is based upon what I have taken from the Harry Potter stories, and is totally in my head. And I seriously believe that Voldemort is either in love with Lily or is her half-brother, so that is in this story. If you are easily offended by vulgar language or sexual content you should not read this fanficiton. Please review.

Lily was walking down the hallway when a hand reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her into an empty room.

She smiled at James as he took off his invisibility cloak, "You know you could give someone a heart attack like that."

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?" he asked, a gentle smile curving his lips.

"Of course not, Potter," she teased.

"You got a minute?" he asked.

She looked over her shoulder, "A small one." She answered, meaning that he had to be quick and that he should start something he couldn't finish.

He smiled, "I just have to know."

"You have to know what?" she asked confusedly.

"Well, the other night…I mean, I know you're still…still a virgin, but what you did…how did you know…you know, what to do?" he asked, sputtering over the words and how to phrase the question.

She smiled, "Oh, you can thank Sara for that." She said.

He blinked, "Sara…Sara taught you how to have sex?" he blurted, a little freaked out.

She put a hand over her mouth, half trying not to burst out laughing, half out of surprise and shock that he could come to that conclusion, "No, no, no…ew…no." He stared at her blankly as she explained, "No, Sara reads romance fiction. Usually about vampires and what not. So, when she finishes I borrow them and I read them. And being romance novels, they have a lot of sex. I know she just skips through the sex scenes, they seem to really bother her. But I just think they're…well…romantic. So, I gained a touch more knowledge than experience would give me through them. Why? Did I do it wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"No, no, not at all. It was wonderful, believe me. I wouldn't mind trying it again." He added with a smile.

She smiled back, "Well, I really do have to go. See you later," she said and left the room.

"Right, I have to add Sara to my thank-you list." James said, making a mental note.

James was taking a cold shower, it seemed he did that a lot now that he and Lily had "moved up" in their relationship. Or was the term "stepped forward"? He wasn't really sure.

There was a squeaking noise and the water he was bathing in turned from cold to somewhere between warm and hot.

"Hey!" he complained turning around, then stopped.

It was Lily, standing there, dropping her towel to the floor. His member peaked up to say hello.

"Lily," he squeaked, "what are you doing here?" he asked after clearing his throat.

"Well," she said with a smile, "I know how you take baths and I wanted to see if a shower produced the same result." She stated, stepping in, her breasts firm, their peaks brushing his chest, arousing him even more. Damn, the woman had no idea what she was doing to him.

"Well, the thing as a whole is close to the same, though I do believe they have a different ending," he informed her knowledgably.

She smiled wickedly, "Perhaps the rides are not as close as you might think," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and standing on tiptoe for her lips to meet his, his manhood pressed firmly into her.

James leaned into her slightly, allowing her further access to the inside of his mouth as her tongue explored the cavern. His hands made their way to her rear of their own accord, gripping her firmly in his palms.

Her mouth abandoned his and it trailed his neck to his ear, sucking, swirling, nipping. She ran her tongue along the rim of his ear, making him shudder with anticipation as her hands traced the lines of his shoulders.

Their actions rubbed his sensitive flesh hard against her stomach, adding to the pain that lay in his groins.

He groaned, he needed her, needed to be in her. He needed to prepare her once more, she had not been ready last time, not yet.

She trembled as his hand found her center, a finger entering her core, stretching her. Excitement, anticipation washed over her.

His second finger made its way in beside its mate. Love, joy, they overcame her.

A third finger inserted itself within her deepest core.

A hand touched his, drawing his attention to her face, her eyes downcast.

"Lily?" he asked unsurely.

"James, we both know this is my first time. What about you? Have you…gone all the way before?" she asked.

James blinked, then looked down and watched as his hand left her body, no, his needs would not be settled this night.

"Yeah, I have." He answered honestly.

Lily looked up at him as he looked away, ashamed, "Who with? How many times?" she asked unsurely.

He leaned back and rubbed his neck, "Only a few times, earlier on. My first time was in second year, the girl was in sixth. I didn't know her very well, but I wanted to know what it was like."

"What was it like?" she asked.

"The first time?" he asked, she nodded. "It was scary. I was way too young, a twelve year old should never do the things I had done. But I lived."

"Was there ever anyone else?" she asked.

"Yeah, there was another girl that year, though she was my own age. I didn't know that sex was something you shouldn't do, my mom never really thought I needed that "one-on-one" talk with my dad. She thought I was too young. It was the girl's first time. But she liked it so it was okay, though I didn't really like it anymore. Then, in fifth year, there was a girl. She found out about…well, she found something out that she shouldn't have. And I didn't want her to let anything out so I offered her anything she wanted. She picked me. She was a sixth year then, but she didn't make it back the next year, no one knows why, but I suspect she got caught with someone." He said, he wanted no secrets between them.

He looked at her, afraid to find condemnation in her pretty green eyes, but instead there was something else. It was sympathy.

"Does Remus know what you did for him?" she asked.

He blinked, "No…wait…you know his secret?" he asked.

Lily nodded, "Yeah, Sara and I found out early last year."

He smiled, "Well at least he knows that he has friends everywhere." He said.

She smiled, but it faded, "James, I have to go, I'm sorry. Maybe some other time?" she offered.

"Whenever you're ready," he said. If you ever are, he thought. After knowing his darkest secrets she had to hate him. He doubted she would want to continue the relationship for long.

He watched her wrap herself in the towel, pull a robe over herself then walk out of the bathroom.

He sighed, well, he didn't need a cold shower tonight. He had just gotten an icy realization. Lily couldn't possibly love him after that.