Engaging

Flames Hidden in the Dark

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 watched as Sara did her homework. Sara had thrown herself into her studies after she had been attacked by whatever that thing had been. It was almost depressing, now that her vulgar words and short-temper were gone with all of her other emotions.

It seemed the attack had done more psychological harm than anything, though Lily didn't understand how it could have caused so much damage.

"Sara," she said.

Sara looked up at her friend, "Yeah Lils?" she asked.

Lily took a breath, "What would you do if Sirius told you that he had slept with other women before?" she asked.

Sara stared up at her friend, then put her quill down and sat at her friend's side, "Potter not as innocent as you had hoped?" she asked.

"Oh, that's not what I'm worried about. That didn't even seem to be a point of consideration. No, he's definitely innocent." Lily said simply.

"Then what's the problem?" Sara asked.

"Well…" Lily tried to figure out how to tell her best friend, "I know he's had sexual intercourse before. But, I haven't. So, I'm not as knowledgeable on the subject. What if I don't…what if I don't "please" him?"

Sara smiled, though Lily knew that if she had been her usual self she would have been dieing of laughter, "I doubt that's a problem, babe. Did you ask if he enjoyed those previous encounters?" she asked.

"Well, I didn't ask, but he did say that he hadn't found them enjoyable." Lily answered as best she could.

"Well then he is as inexperienced as you." Sara answered.

"What?" Lily asked, looking up at Sara.

"Well, he obviously has no idea what he likes." Sara said.

"He said he liked what I…" Lily froze, had she just told her friend that she had come close to having sex? Was that a good thing or a bad thing?

Sara smiled, "Guess I'll be winning my bet. Have you gone "all the way" with him yet?"

Lily shook her head, no, they hadn't had sex quite yet. Well, maybe oral, but nothing more. Or did oral count?

"So he said he liked what you did? Don't tell me what you did, that's a little too much for me anyways."

Lily smiled, "Yeah, you can't even bear it when fictional characters have intercourse."

Sara smiled, "I can't, can I? It doesn't matter, if he said he likes you then he likes you. Did you ever think that he didn't find his previous acts 'enjoyable' because they weren't with someone he really liked. He really likes you, so if you do have sex or even if you don't, I bet you'll have a ring on your finger before school lets out." Sara said.

"Really?" Lily asked with a smile.

"Have I ever lost a bet yet?" Sara asked.

"Not that I know of. How many bets have you made?" Lily asked curiously.

"Lately? About fifteen, this being my newest one." Sara added.

Lily smiled, "Thanks Sara, that really did help me."

"Anytime."

Lily walked into the common room where the four Marauders were sitting by the fire, plotting their next big prank.

"James, can I steal you for a bit? We need to talk." Lily said.

Sirius and James cast each other meaningful glances, "we need to talk", a man's death sentence.

"Sure," James answered. He knew this was coming, there was no use in prolonging the inevitable.

He stood and followed her out of the room. She led him to the empty classroom they had been in a few weeks ago. She had looked it up, apparently no one used it anymore because it was "cursed". But Lily didn't believe in curses, not really. She hoped that James didn't either.

James stood in the room, he remembered their last conversation in here. He doubted this one would end as well as the other had.

"James, I've been thinking. Mainly about what we talked about in the shower." Lily began.

James cringed when she looked down at her feet. You open up your heart and soul to a person and they're bound to let you down.

He knew the fateful words that were coming, and he wanted nothing to do with them. At least not when it involved him and Lily.

"And, I think I'm ready."

He blinked, had he heard her right? Had she said that she was ready? Ready for what?

Stupidly he blurted that thought out, "For what?"

She blinked, "Oh…well…if you've decided that you didn't want to then that's okay." She mumbled, tears beginning to come to her eyes, she had just opened herself up to him for real, and he didn't want to go ahead with it.

James's eyes widened as he realized what she had meant by "ready". He gently cupped her chin and pulled it up so she looked at him, "Are you sure?" he asked.

She blinked back the tears that were brewing, "You don't have to if you don't want to. I understand." She said. Was she forcing him into doing something that he didn't want to do?

James went down and kissed her gently, passionately. He backed her into a wall and simply kissed her, long and hard for half an hour. Only then did he realize that the pain in his groin was so intense. His pants weren't big enough for him like this, he felt tight and constricted.

"Hmmm…" he mumbled against her mouth, "Clothes…this is a new obstruction."

She smiled against his lips and his hands found the buttons of her blouse. He undid one, bringing his mouth down to kiss the newly revealed flesh.

He did the same for the next two buttons. But on the fourth he reached his hand in and cupped her heavy breast, his thumb rubbing its firm peak. She tilted her head back as he pulled the round flesh from her shirt and pushed the nearly see-through bra away to take the mound into his mouth.

He wrapped his arms around her back and picked heru p to lay her gently on the floor, following down so that he was on top of her, though his knees were spread to either side so that his weight was not fully upon her.

He unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and pulled the sides away to reveal her torso to him. He pushed the bra the rest of the way down, not even bothering to take it or her shirt off. His whole attention was focused on her firm, flawless breasts.

Her attention wasn't.

Her hands found the band of his jeans and unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his pants and shoved them down to his knees. She then tugged at the band of his boxers until he was free from all confines and snuggled nicely into her palms as her fingers ran over his warm flesh.

Greedily he toyed with her breasts, leaning into her so that he touched her entrance but did not enter, then he rubbed himself on her abdomen, the friction was enough to make them both turn pink and begin to heave for air.

One of her hands was in his hair while the other stroked him, making him harder and harder with need.

With a groan he remembered that, not for lack of trying, she wasn't ready to accept him fully, and at the rate they were going, he doubted he could ease the pain any other way than preparing her once more.

He went to her skirt but simply lifted it up, pleased to find that no underwear marred his path to her core.

Skipping all formalities a finger was inserted into her soul, causing her to gasp for breath. A second followed the first, a bit too quickly as she made a small objection. James stifled his hurry and waited for her to be ready to accept the third finger. She was ready as he pushed it inside of her.

His breath caught, she was his now, she was ready for him.

Then, to their horror, the door opened and light flooded in.

"Damn you guys!" Sirius shouted, "Get a room!"

"I thought we had!" James barked, pulling Lily's top over her to cover her from his friend's view. "What the hell is your problem?" he snapped, rather frustrated that once again they had not gone where he had wanted to go. He pulled his boxers up and brought up his pants to zip and buckle them once more as Lily readjusted her bra and buttoned her shirt, her skirt back in place so that only James knew how ready she had been for him.

"It's Sara, she's been attacked again." He answered.