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Clare: Thanks. Glad you like it.
Greengrl: Thank you! Sweet! Exactly what I was aiming for! Bullseye!
Beastgurl7492: Okay! And thanks!
Apotterlover: Short, huh? Ya, I'll try to make them longer. But I thought that it was a good cutoff point.
Lyss: Thanks. I will!
J-R-S CRAZY: Sure. Right away. And, I know that Lily has green eyes, but why can't James have green eyes too? And, Professor Snape is Severus Snape's father. Their father-son relationship has something to do with the story.
Optical Illusions: I know that Lily has green eyes, but why can't James have green eyes too? And Professor Snape is Severus Snape's dad. The father-son relationship has something to do with the story. I said that in my Author's Note. Sheesh. Besides, this is my fanfic and the point of having a fanfic is to write about your own stuff! (I'm in a bad mood today, okay?)
Fred+GeorgeLover: Makes you go all tingly? Lol, oookaaay…
SuZeSiMoNwriter: Flipping cute? I'm gonna take that as a compliment.
Confusedthoughts: So you found my second fanfic. "Not that bad actually…"? Coming from you, I think that's a compliment. And I need Lily to have at least one wizard parent in this fanfic cuz… well, let's just say I have an idea.
HPfanatic53072: James Harold? Oh well. What's done is what's done.
Lyn: Okay, first of all, I know Lily has green eyes. But I want James to have green eyes too! It just doesn't sound right when you say, "Look how brown his eyes are." And I need Lily to be a half-blood because of this idea I have for my story. But thank you anyways for your advice.
Tinkerbelldetention101: Yes, I know that, but it sounds better if Lily says "Look how green his eyes are" rather than "Look how brown his eyes are." It just doesn't sound romantic.
Elizabeth Denver: Lol, magical? Okay!
Greengrl: Well, I guess you'll have to wait.
Cookiegirl190: Okay, that is so insulting! I just started reading Lily/James fanfics, okay? And now your telling me that I'm plagiarizing? I'm not, okay! Do you know how many times an idea has been used? There are millions of ppl that write fanfics, and it's almost impossible to create a new idea! So, I'd like it if you'd not tell me that I can get arrested, k? It's not really helping me write the story. And I explained that Professor Snape is Severus Snape's dad!
Beastgurl7492: Yeah, thanks. An angry mob chasing me? I better update NOW.
Lilactouch: Is that a good "Aw" or a bad one?
Chapter 4…
James slowly drew away from the kiss. Merlin, look at how green her eyes are now… I mean, but, it's nothing special, of course. A lot of people have green eyes. He forced himself to tear his gaze away from her.
"Uhh… I… I have t-to go… stuff I gotta do and…" Lily stammered. She leapt off of him and slowly backed away. James froze. Oh God, what do I do now?
"Wait… Lil – Evans, hold on. Uhh… I'm sorry about that… I don't know what happened. I'm really sorry," he apologized as sincerely as possible, jumping up to catch up with her. Lily paused. She swallowed hard, her face turning a deep red.
"It's… It's okay," she said dumbly. What a stupid thing to say! I could have been nicer, or… or I could have apologized too! James bit his lower lip and stared into her eyes, trying to guess what she was thinking. She hurriedly began walking towards the castle. James rushed to keep up with her.
"Are… are you okay?" he questioned, his face filled with concern. Lily blushed. Do I look okay? You just kissed me! That's every other girl's dream! Am I supposed to be okay! "Are you in pain… or sore or anything?" he continued. Lily realized that he was talking about her fall.
"Oh… Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be okay," she muttered, unable to look him in the eye.She walked faster, but James ambled along easily.
"Hey, you're coming to the Quidditch game on Saturday, right?" James randomly inquired. Lily nodded. "Oh, good… We're against Hufflepuff, so it should be a fairly easy match." Lily frowned at that comment. That wasn't very nice. Hufflepuff is just as good as Gryffindor.
Fortunately, they made it all the way to their dorm without another word and without anyone seeing them. James muttered the password, "Broomsticks," and they entered the common room. James lightly took her hand and led her to her room, placing her on the bed.
"Good night," he whispered softly. Then, to leave her in shock, he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek before leaving the room, grinning. "Sweet dreams!" Lily lay there, frozen, her eyes wide. Merlin, did he just kiss me… again?
James strolled into the Gryffindor common room happily. "EVERYONE, GET OUT! OR I'LL DEDUCT TEN POINTS FROM EVERY PERSON REMAINNG!" he hollered. The kids scrambled out into their rooms. Only Sirius, Remus and a scrawny admirer, Peter Pettigrew, remained. Remus frowned.
"You know, James, I don't think that's part of your privilege," he said. James snorted and shrugged nonchalantly. Remus rolled his eyes and returned to his book. James smirked at Sirius.
"Padfoot, I'm afraid you're losing our little bet," James announced gleefully. There was a slight rustle, and he scowled at the corner. "PRIVATE CONVERSATION! ANYONE CAUGHT LISTENING WILL HAVE FIFTY POINTS TAKEN AWAY FROM THEIR HOUSE." Several children darted away. "And, shut it Moony. I don't care if Dumbledore wants me to do this or not," James added. Remus closed his mouth and went back to his book.
"I'm losing the bet? Oh? Is that so? How?" Sirius inquired innocently, going back to what James had said before. James smirked. Oh, I can't wait to see the expression on his face when I tell him…
"Well, it just so happens, that I saved Evans' life yesterday," he declared. Sirius' jaw dropped. Peter looked impressed. Even Remus managed to tear his eyes away from his book.
"Holy crap, man! Are you serious? Damn, you sure move fast, Prongs? How the hell did that happen?" Sirius exclaimed. James held up a hand for silence.
"That's not all, fellow Marauders. We even… kissed…" A gasp escaped Peter. "Twice," James bragged proudly. He conveniently 'forgot' to mention that the second kiss was just a little peck on the cheek. Sirius swallowed hard and sank lower in his chair.
"Wow, James, you really are the man!" Peter squeaked. Normally, James would have been annoyed at the boy, but he just grinned arrogantly. Remus frowned.
"I don't think that you guys should keep this bet," he put in. Sirius looked at him as if he were crazy. James snickered.
"Yeah, Moony is right. Now that I've got this bet sealed and labled, there's now point in continuing," James agreed, totally missing the point. Remus rolled his eyes.
"It's not that, Prongs. I think you guys should stop and forget about this whole thing. So, you've proved your point that you can have any girl you want. But, seriously. How would Lily feel if she found out?" Remus pointed out. James shrugged.
"Should I care? Besides, Moony, why do you want to quit now? You were all for it just yesterday. Hell, you even suggested our rewards if we win," James said. Remus sighed and tsked.
"I know, I know… But… Wouldn't you feel even the smallest bit guilty if Lily found out?" he queried. James furrowed his eyebrow. Yeah, I guess I would…
"James wouldn't feel guilty! He'd just laugh and walk away!" Peter cried, beaming at him. James stared at him blankly. Would I really… With any other girl, duh, yeah, but if it was Lil - Evans, would I?
Suddenly, he turned around and walked right out of the common room, the other three staring after him in surprise.
After dinner, there was still an hour before her tutoring session so Lily dragged herself back to the common room. Oh Lord, I hope Potter isn't there. That would be so embarrassing after… what happened last night.
She muttered the password and froze. Sure enough, James was there. He was lying on the couch, his eyes closed. Lily slowly tip-toed towards him. Is he… really sleeping? Or is he faking it? She stared at him. Gosh, he looks so calm and innocent when he's sleeping. She absent-mindedly reached out and, brushing her fingers across his arm, moved her hand up to finger his hair slightly. James stirred, but remained sleeping. Lily jerked her hand back. What am I doing! But he does have really soft hair…
Quietly, she laced her fingers into his and ran her other hand up and down his arm slowly. When she looked up, she realized that James was staring at her intently, his eyes sparkling. She froze. Oh my God! What do I do? This is so embarrassing! They continued staring at each other.
"Uhh… I wanted to tell you that we should probably begin our tutoring session now… 'cause we have a lot of stuff to do," Lily lied, turning a bright red. James nodded.
"Okay… sure," he replied good-naturedly, trying not hard to snicker. Lily paused, and then realized that he was waiting for her to move. She jerked her hand back and rapidly got up. James sat up. "I'll meet you in the Room of Requirement, okay? I have to wash and stuff," he explained. Lily nodded and darted out of the room as fast as she could.
She turned into the Room of Requirement and sank down onto one of the cushions on the floor. Oh, Merlin, that was so humiliating! I wonder how long he was watching me. I wonder if he could tell that I was lying… Sheesh, I'm a horrible liar! Why did I… touch him? I can barely stand to be in the same room as him! She groaned and tossed her head back against the wall. Boy, I'm a real idiot…
She suddenly shot up. I forgot to bring my books, and I left my wand on the common room table! Without another thought, she dashed out of the room and headed back to the common room.
James grinned to himself as he splashed water on her face. Evans just lied to me! And it was because she was caught touching me! Lily Evans, of all people! Boy, wait 'til I tell Padfoot and Moony.
He quickly dried his face and strolled out of the room, a smile practically crushing his face. The minute he left the room, though, he bumped into… Julie Prytian, a Slytherin, also known as the school slut. Julie smiled broadly at him, an evil smirk much like Lucius Malfoy's, James noticed. "Excuse me," he quickly apologized, trying to side-step her, but she continued to block him. James became irritated. "I have to go somewhere!"
Julie leaned close to him and whispered hauntingly in his ear, "You know, I don't normally date Gryffindors, but I think I can make an exception." James stiffened as she began to rock back and forth gently in what was a pathetic attempt to look sexy . He took a step back and declared loudly,
"Well, you know, I don't normally date Slytherins, no exceptions." Julie looked shocked. She opened her mouth, faltered, and then spat out,
"You'll be sorry, Potter! I offered you a chance, and you turn me down! I'm trying to save you from that little mudblood who doesn't even deserve to have the title of a witch!" James clenched his fists together.
"Oh, I can make an exception. I can. Normally, I don't hit girls, but I can make an exception… You're lucky I re-thought that and decided not to, because you'd otherwise be flat on your back right now. I don't want to hear you talking about her again, got it?" he threatened. Julie trembled slightly, but held her guard.
"Don't play games with me, Potter. I saw you two. I saw you carrying her up from outside. Don't go through those foolish antics with me. She's just trying to sleep with you – like any other mudblood. That's all they care about. I'd watch my step if I were you, Potter," she snarled.
"Luckily, you aren't. FYI, it was my idea to carry her. Lily Evans would never try to got someone to sleep with her. She doesn't need to be like that – she's better than that. Don't you dare call her a mudblood again, got it Prytian? Mudblood or pureblood, she'll always be better than you. You're just jealous. Jealous because you'll never be as beautiful as she is!" James shot back. Julie's eyes widened.
"Jealous of a mudblood? If you think I'd sink that low, then -," she began, but James cut her off angrily.
"Who cares if she's muggleborn, a halfblood, a pureblood! Who gives a damn anymore? Nobody can tell the difference anyway! She's got more magic flowing in her blood than any pureblood – especially you! She can do much more with her wand than any Malfoy or any Potter can do! Even more than a Prytian!" he cried.
"You have a lot of nerve, Potter, insulting my family. Even comparing me to a mudblood. I'm a pureblood, just as pure as a Malfoy. Why defend a mere mudblood?" she growled. James stood up taller and glared at Julie.
"I warned you not to call her that, and I'm not going to warn you again. As pure as a Malfoy!" he scoffed. "There's no such thing! There's no pure type of blood, no dirty blood. Nothing. We're all the same. We all have magic coursing through our veins. She's not a mudblood, either! She's Lily Evans, nothing else!"
Julie opened her mouth and closed it, opened it again and then closed it. She finally just glared at him and walked away. James leaned back against the wall and shut his eyes. Holy crap, I just defended Lily Evans…
Lily froze in her tracks when she heard yelling around the corridor. Sheesh. Are Wolf Carson and Katie Vardy at it again? All they do is fight, break-up then get back together and have a roll in bed! I have to take off house points now. I warned them about disrupting people before.
She ducked her head around the bend and blinked. Merlin, it's Potter and… Julie Prytian? What's she doing here?
"… I'd watch my step if I were you, Potter," she heard Julie say. Lily quickly hid herself from view and listened anxiously. What's going on?
"Luckily, you aren't. FYI, it was my idea to carry her. Lily Evans (Lily gasped. They're talking about me!) would never try to got someone to sleep with her. She doesn't need to be like that – she's better than that. Don't you dare call her a mudblood again, got it Prytian? Mudblood or pureblood, she'll always be better than you. You're just jealous. Jealous because you'll never be as beautiful as she is!" James said. Lily had to bite her tongue to keep from gasping. Since when does James Potter support me? And when does he call me beautiful
"Jealous of a mudblood? If you think I'd sink that low, then -," Julie started, but James interrupted her, shaking with anger.
"Who cares if she's muggle-born, a halfblood, a pureblood! Who gives a damn anymore? Nobody can tell the difference anyway! She's got more magic flowing in her blood than any pureblood – especially you! She can do much more with her wand than any Malfoy or any Potter can do! Even more than a Prytian!" he cried. Lily swallowed hard. Potter does have more sense than he shows.
"You have a lot of nerve, Potter, insulting my family. Even comparing me to a mudblood. I'm a pureblood, just as pure as a Malfoy. Why defend a mere mudblood?" she growled. Lily felt her blood boil. James stood up taller and glared at Julie.
"I warned you not to call her that, and I'm not going to warn you again. As pure as a Malfoy!" he scoffed. "There's no such thing! There's no pure type of blood, no dirty blood. Nothing. We're all the same. We all have magic coursing through our veins. She's not a mudblood, either! She's Lily Evans, nothing else!" Lily couldn't help but grin.
Julie opened her mouth and closed it, opened it again and then closed it. She finally just glared at him and walked away. Lily blinked rapidly. … What just happened?