As soft fire burned in the common room illuminating a red headed figure hunched over a rather large book. Now, while it illuminated this figure it did the same to a young man walking down the staircase from the boy's dormitory. He paused for a moment before walking over to the overstuffed armchair that held the other figure. He then shuffled his feet for a moment before muttering a very soft, "I'm sorry Lily." With this remark the redhead looked up and seemed to appraise the boy for a moment before turning back to her book. "Really Lily, I really am sorry!" She snorted in disbelief before shaking her head and turning back to her book. The adolescent boy ran his hand threw his hair and looked as though he was going to leave the room, when Lily spoke to him.
"I know you are James, it's just…. I happened over and over again!" She shut her book and turned to him, her eyes holding a look of such sadness that James look as if he was sinking into the wall out of shame. She then took a step towards him, "You told me that you'd stop when we started to date, but you haven't!" Her head leaned to the side, "You broke my trust. So why? Why do I, every time you trample over every bit of trust that I've given to you?" He looked at her speechless, if it was out of shock or out of sorrow, only he knew.
The oppressive silence seemed to cover the room with a wet wool blanket for ages, before James looked Lily in the eyes, "I know I don't deserve you." Lily's eyes seemed to barley register what he was saying, but she had figured it out and went to say something; James cut her off, "I'm such a fool sometimes. I know I am! But, but what he does what he says! It just…it hurts me." James then bowed his head and turned to leave the room, when he felt willowy arms wrap around his from the back.
"Don't leave. Please. I'm just a little upset." Lily buried her head into his back as she held him closer. "It's just that when you do things like that it scared me. It scares me that you could hurt people like that." Lily then loosened her grip slightly as James turned around to return her grasp.
"I don't mean to…it's just…." James stopped mid-sentence as he thought about exactly why he did what he did. Why did he hurt people like that? Did they really deserve it? Did all of the people that he had pushed and shoved and made fun of for so many years actually deserve it? James' body seemed to slump as he realized the truth. They didn't. Snape had never done anything to him when he and Sirius pushed him in the lake. He had just been that weird Slytherin whose hair was greasy. Malfoy had just bumped into him when he had turned his hair pink. Was it really his fault that he had all the enemies that he had?
Warm tears feel onto Lily's face as she looked up to James as though to make sure he was fine. The sight she found made her heart weep, for there was a young man, now a man, realizing that he had made his enemies over the years and that maybe fight didn't always need to be fought.
An: A short little Lily/James drabble about James learning that maybe he too has his faults. Read and review please! I really do take them into account when I write!