Ch.2 Love Lesson

A/N: You like me, you really like me! I would like to say "I love you" to my 10 reviewers, because now I can update my story (shrieks and claps hands) I'm so excited! (More clapping and grinning). Lily gets a friend. I'm so proud!

EmeraldJHazel- Why thank you so much my darling!

Alexa.G- You are such a sweet girl!

J.E.A.R.K. Potter (Erin)- Me too!

Queen Elizabeth 1-You could be right. I just thought she and Sirius were cousins so they could have different last names. It's too late to change it now, so if you want, just substitute Black.

Griffindor-girl12-I think so too.

ProngsandLily-Great comment! I love your name, by the way.

NJ MacReiley the helpless romantic- I'll try but I have to get my reviews first.

Bri007- James is such a doll.

MariaCachucha- Such a sweet girl.

Bexleybros- I think it is YOU who has good insight.

"Uh…James…we should probably go back to the Great Hall."

"What? Oh, right."

Upon leaving the classroom they found a very irate Sirius and a very amused Remus waiting for them. James put his arm around Lily's shoulders.

"Prongs, anything you'd like to share with us?"

With a gigantic sigh he replied, "Well, I guess it's all out in the open now. Lily wanted to keep things quiet about us shagging each other."

She elbowed him in the ribs. "We're dating, not shagging."

"Lily, please. She stole my innocence and made me a man."

Sirius, Remus, and Lily all had their mouths hanging open.

"Potter, back in the classroom now."

"See? She can't get enough of-"

Lily forcefully pushed him through the door. Then she kissed him.

"Potter, you like kissing me right?"

"Yes Lily."

"Good behavior will get you more kissing; bad behavior will get you dead. Understand?"

"Yes, Lily." He looked like an innocent school boy.

"Now, we have not shagged."

"I'm telling you, no one will believe that."

"Of course they will. Why would anyone want to shag you?"

"Oh, I can think of a few reasons. You've already proven that you have an obsession with my lips. Why should my body be any different?"

"I am not obsessed with your lips."

"If it makes you feel better, it's only pretend shagging."

"I know that."

"You want to shag me for real, don't you?" He asked with a knowing grin.

"I do not want to shag you."

"Alright, I'll shag you."

Lily threw up her hands and walked out of the classroom, leaving a stunned James behind. She passed Sirius and Remus, who were still gaping and headed for the common room. James just made her so mad. Their conversation was almost identical to their dating one, and look how that had turned out.

She did not like James Potter…she didn't…really. This was all to prove to Narcissa that she wasn't the only person on God's green earth that could get a boyfriend.

She looked at the clock and groaned. She had charms, with James, in ten minutes.

"Uh… Are you okay?" The girl who asked was tall and wore black rimmed glasses. She looked vaguely familiar.

"I'm fine. Do I know you?"

"Oh, I'm a fifth year. My name is Rebekah."

Now it made sense. Lily smacked herself on the forehead.

"You're a prefect. I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you. I feel like such a snob."

"That's alright. I really focus on schoolwork, so not many people know who I am."

"Well, I still feel bad. We've had five years together. You know, if you need a friend we could hang out sometime."

Rebekah gave a smile, "Thanks, I'd like that."

"I've got to go, but I'll see you later."

Lily didn't hurry to Charms, mostly because she was dreading it. James had a dramatic flair a mile wide, and if she knew him, he'd have them married with ten kids by the end of the period.

"Hey, sugarlips." James threw his arm about her shoulders. For once, Remus and Sirius were no where to be seen.

"Excuse me, but did you just call me sugarlips?"

"Yes you did sugarlips."

"Don't let me hear it again."

A group of second year boys had stopped to watch them. James got an all too familiar gleam in his eye.

"I'm about to give you blokes the love lesson of your lives. First thing you need to know is that girls like to be swept off their feet."

He lifted Lily into his arms. His strong, muscular arms. He was really getting on her nerves, but the looks on those twelve year olds faces was hilarious.

"James, put me down."

"In translation this means 'I love when you do romantic things. You're so strong."

"James, I mean it."

"And handsome."

"I swear if you don't put me down…"

"And funny"

"I'm going to hex you into oblivion."

"Kiss me now. So then you have to kiss her because it's the gentlemanly thing to do."

He bent his head. Lily thought this might be the strangest day of her life. Half heartedly she pushed against his chest. James looked to his audience as he lowered her to the ground, still keeping her within the easy circle of his arms.

"Sometimes this first method doesn't work, but don't get discouraged, because I think we can all agree that women do not really know what they want. So, you move on to your backup plan."

"James, we're going to be late." James went on ignoring her.

"Pay close attention, this method takes months to perfect. You have to give her puppy dog eyes. Girls love this."

"I think something is wrong with your eyes."

But, she couldn't help it, she looked. Damn him, but he did look cute. And he was such an expert at his 'look' method, it was actually working. Those eyes were saying, kiss me. So she did. Really, it was a dirty trick, but there was no way she could not kiss him. That's how good he was.

The second years looked suitably impressed.

"Pass the word, I'll tell the third years how to get to second base."

Lily forced herself from his arms as the boys ran to class.

"Thirteen year olds do not need to know how to get to second base."

"Lily, we all have a calling in life, so please don't stifle mine."

He grabbed her hand in what she could only term as a sweet gesture. Although it could be that all the recent snogging had left her brain in a mush. The bell rang, and the sweetness evaporated.

"Potter, you just made me late. And all so you could give snogging tips."

They were right outside the classroom. James stopped.

"Let me make it up to you."

He pressed her against the wall and positioned his lips tenderly against hers.

"Make up for it?"

She couldn't speak because, funnily enough, it did.