Title: Transforming Thoughts
Author Name: DarkForest214
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: none really…
Summery: Another full moon, a difficult decision, a surprise answer. It's the Marauders at their best!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or Hogwarts School. I did not write this to try and make money. I am not stealing from JKR and the publishing companies and whatnot… I own nothing!
Author's Note: Four reviews on the last chapter...nice... Maybe I'll stop bugging the quiet readers...Not! R&R people, even flames will be accepted. Here's chapter eleven...don't mind the fluff. (Believe it or not, something very similar happened to me...you'll understand after you've read and if you read the A/N at the end...)

Chapter Eleven

During the Quidditch match Lily only paid attention to the game when something happened that made James jump out of his seat. She spent most of her time watching him out of the corner of her eyes, smiling every now and then.

As the game progressed the temperature fell. Lily shivered when an icy breeze aimed itself at the crowd. She scotched closer to James who instinctively put his arm around her. Neither of them saw the look that was exchanged between their two closest friends; Sirius and Remus.

The game dragged on for hours with both teams fighting to win. The score was 190 to 180 with Hufflepuff in the lead and not a single glimpse of the snitch. Lily was thoroughly frozen, too numb to feel James's attempts to warm her up.

"Lil's you're frozen solid. Let's go inside and get you warmed up," said James, ignoring the cheers from the crowd as Ravenclaw tied the game.

"N-no, I'm f-fine," said Lily, her teeth chattering uncontrollably. "I w-wouldn't want you t-to miss the r-rest of the m-match."

"The game doesn't matter as much as you do," said James. "Besides, you don't want to get sick and have it interfere with your studies," he added, knowing his point would hit home.

"T-true," she shrugged, but that lead to more shivering.

"We're gonna get going," James said to Sirius. "Tell me how it ends."

"Only if you tell me how things go," Sirius said with a wink. James resisted the urge to slap him upside his head as he turned to Lily and helped her to stand.

"You'll feel better once we get moving," James reassured her as they climbed over people in their row to get to the aisle.

"I'll f-feel better once I'm in front of a f-fire," she said as she avoided treading on a first year's foot.

James held her close as they crossed the school grounds and entered the castle. He didn't remove his arm from her waist until they were at the portrait of the Fat Lady. He held the portrait open for her and placed his other hand at the small of her back to guide her through and closed the door behind them.

As suspected the common room was empty and the fire was blazing. James lead her to the over stuffed couch in front of the fire and sat her down.

"Do you want anything to drink? Hot tea, coffee, hot cocoa perhaps?" he asked quietly, sounding only slightly nervous.

She nodded, "Hot cocoa would be nice," she said with a smile. Her cheeks were still pink from the cold and she shivered slightly but James thought it made her all the more beautiful. He took out his wand and a mug of steaming hot cocoa appeared in his hand.

"Be careful, it's hot," he said as he handed it over.

"Good, maybe it'll bring back some feeling in my fingers," she said as she wrapped her hands around the mug and inhaled the chocolaty steam. "Well don't just stand there, have a seat," Lily laughed as James stood there like a lost child separated from his mother while shopping at Diagon Alley.

He moved to sit in an armchair but she stopped him. "What? Afraid that I bite?" she asked, her voice sweet and amused.

James blushed and sat to her left, still looking awkward and lost. So many times he had asked and just as many times she said no. Now that she had said yes he had no clue what to do with himself. Sure, he had dated before, but she was different. She was Lily. He couldn't screw this up, he just couldn't.

The cocoa was to hot to drink so Lily set it on a nearby table and settled back down amid the cushions of the couch. James stared mainly at the fire, but every now and then Lily caught him looking her way.

An awkward silence fell over the pair as they looked anywhere but at each other. Desperate for something to break the silence James looked around. Spotting a pillow near by an idea came to him. With a childish smirk James grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it at the side of her head.

"James Potter!" she shrieked.

"What?" he said with a look of pure innocence.

"You know perfectly well what you did," she said, trying to look cross.

He shrugged and returned his attention to the fire. Lily watched him out of the corner of her eye as she slowly reached for the nearest pillow and clutched it tightly. But before she could hit him he biffed her upside her head again. She immediately whacked him as hard as she could. Within seconds the two were in the midst of a full fledged pillow fight with feathers flying everywhere.

James tackled Lily and pinned her to the couch to stop the onslaught. Lily's cheeks were reddened with the activity and was breathing heavily and laughing as she looked up at him. She tried to squirm out of his grasp but realized she didn't want to. "Let me up," she said.

"Are you going to stop beating me?" James asked quietly, his eyes full of laughter.

"Maybe," she smiled mischievously.

His head hovered over hers and their eyes locked. "Would you mind if I kissed you?" James asked quietly.

Lily told her heart to stop fluttering as she got the sudden urge to snog him within an inch of his life. "Try it and let's find out," she said with a slight shrug and a raised eyebrow. He moved closer and Lily inhaled his scent. She was able to distinguish the crisp outdoor smell with a hint of—could that be?—yes it is! 'He smells like chocolate!' Lily thought.

"Promise you won't get mad?" James whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her cheek.

"As long as you don't give me a reason to," she flirted. On the inside her mind raced and her heart fluttered, she had never felt like this before. Somehow she managed to maintain a calm and composed exterior while butterflies flew wild circles in her stomach.

He smiled and moved closer, and before either of them knew it their lips met. Lily closed her eyes and lost herself in the kiss. It started off curious and cautious and was gentle, almost tender. They explored each other at first, their kisses intensified as James gently caressed her cheek and tickled her neck. Lily arched her back and wrapped her arms around his neck, not wanting to let go. She felt his surprise when her tongue darted out and met with his briefly.

"So are you mad at me?" James whispered as they parted for a brief instant.

Lily laughed and threw him a sarcastic smile. "Does it seem like I'm mad at you?"

James smiled and she tugged on his neck, urging him to continue. Lily was about to run her hands through his perpetually messy hair when the portrait door flew open and banged against the wall. The Fat Lady's indignant shrieks went ignored as Sirius and Remus came into the common room.

James froze like a deer caught in the headlights of a muggle car. Lily planted one last kiss on James' cheek as she pushed him off of her.

"James—!"

"Don't say it Sirius," Lily said firmly, she only blushed slightly as Sirius looked at James as if he was his hero.

James nervously ran his hands through his hair — Lily couldn't help but smile — and glared at his friends. "You could've knocked…"

"It's the common room. The bloody common room!" said Sirius.

"Keep in mind that I never suggested anything like that," said Remus, looking at Lily with an odd glint in his eyes. He was unable to hide the hurt expression on his face.

Lily blushed and looked at her hands in her lap, she was shocked — but not too surprised — to see that at some point he had grabbed her hand. Or was it the other way around?

"No wonder you didn't stick around for the end of the game," Sirius continued to tease.

"Bugger off, Padfoot. Can't I kiss my girlfriend?" said James. He was so irritated that he hadn't noticed he used the secret nickname.

"All right…fine, whatever…be a prat about it," Sirius snapped. "C'mon Remus, let's go."

When they were gone and the two were left alone Lily looked to James and smirked. "You called me your girlfriend…"

"I did? Oh, I'm sorry Lily…it slipped. It'll never happen again, I promise—"

She cut him off with laughter. "It's okay…I'll be your girlfriend if you want…"

"You would really—?"

"Yes James," she said quietly as he began caressing her hand.

"Really?"

"Yes," she said with a slight laugh and a nod. Their eyes locked and Lily felt her heart flutter.

"You have beautiful eyes," he said softly. Lily blushed and looked down. 'Why couldn't he have been this sweet before?' "Really, you do…"

"Thank you," she said sheepishly. What else should she have said in a situation like this? When she looked back up their eyes met and once more they were locked in a deep but gentle kiss.

"You know, I think I like you," she said with a taunting smile when they parted.

"I think I do too," he said before kissing her again.

But it wasn't long until they heard noisy footsteps outside of the common room and dozens of excited voices.

They parted but continued to sit close, their hands clasped together. James biffed her with a pillow once more — for good measure — as the first few students entered the common room. Lily laughed and hit him back twice as hard.

"They won! They actually won!" shouted an excited fifth year girl. Lily recognized the girl and knew immediately why she was so excited.

"Who won?" James asked, but nobody heard him in the growing chatter.

"Hufflepuff," Lily said with a knowing smile. That girl wouldn't have been so excited if Hufflepuff hadn't won. It was obvious to nearly ever Gryffindor girl that she liked the Hufflepuff seeker Amos Diggory.

As students celebrated none of them seemed to notice that Lily and James never left each other's side. Lily couldn't help but think that this all felt so natural. Why hadn't she seen this before?

A/N: So the pillow fight incident really did happen to me...It was fun. So, ladies (or gentlemen) I recommend pillow fights. They're great icebreakers! (Keep in mind that that event didn't happen word for word and that I am definitely not Lily Evans. It was only an inspiration for this scene.)

Anywho, I had a bad day, so reviews are more than welcome...R&R