To Have And To Hold.
Summary: Lily Evans and James Potter must go back in time to save a small boy from Death Eaters. He conceals a secret that could change the lives of everyone in the wizarding world. As expected there will be a lot of L/J love/hate (Which may get annoying). It's not a great plot, I know, but I'm thinking of one-two more and I need to practice somewhere. Bear with me and R/R!
DISCLAIMER: I own the plot. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and The Godfather is written by Marie Puzo, so leave me alone.
Chapter 1: Encounters of the worst kind.
She was reading. As always. Always reading. When she wasn't studying or telling people off, that is.
He watched as she shifted slightly, her hands slowly stroking page after page, her emerald eyes lighting up at regular intervals. He would never have thought it possible to be this jealous of paper.
James Potter swallowed. He shouldn't be looking at her like this. She had already expressed supreme disinterest in him. And staring like this... That's what everyone did. And since when was James Potter "everyone"?
James assaulted his bottom lip with his teeth as he slowly attempted to cross the 5 feet of distance between them. She was oblivious to it all. Sound. Laughter. People.
Him.
He knew she thought him good looking. A little Ogden's Fire whisky had got him that knowledge in the 5th year. But then that's what everyone thought.
Shaking his head, and ridding himself of such thoughts as he reached the chair and the person who had haunted his thoughts ever since last year, James said,
"Evans."
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Her fiery hair flicked in and out of her eyes irritatingly as she lost herself completely in her book. It was a good book. A muggle novel called The Godfather. Perhaps not much like what Lily usually read. But then, Lily was a gourmet. Not a glut. She read anything that was good. And her standards were high. So engrossed was she in her book that the screams, laughs and people might as well have not been there.
She didn't even look up when a certain disgustingly familiar person came and stood next to her chair. All she registered was a faint musky smell. If Lily had been alert, her blood pressure would have gone up by a few hundred points and her skin would have taken on a faintly purple hue. Be that as it may, Lily was reading.
"Evans."
"Hmmm."
"Evans!"
"Yes. Yes. That's lovely."
"EVANS!"
The book flew and Lily jumped. She looked up angrily, as she picked up her book.
Aah..
"POTTER!" yelled Lily, the purpleness creeping in. "Are you incapable of speaking in normal and sensible decibels?
"Love you too, sweetheart. Dumbledore wants to see you and me in his office at one. Be there or be square."
"Clever Potter! Did you think of that all by yourself? You deserve a treat, you do!"
"Well, okay, but I'd settle for going out with you."
Lily glared some more as he grinned back. It was completely unjust, thought Lily, how some so infuriating could be so physically prepossesing. With his lean, tall, Quidditch player's build coupled with his permanently tousled hair and carefree grin, he was enough to make any girl fall all over herself (Which he so frequently did).
"Finished admiring my lean, good looks, Evans?"
Lily however wasn't "any girl".
Ignoring the pink tinge that had appeared on her cheeks Lily regained her composure.
"You, Potter," she said in a dignified manner. "Are and idiot."
Not much of a retort, of course. But like everyone else, James Potter, too, couldn't think of a single thing to say.
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A/N: Well, that's the first chapter, then. I hope it wasn't too bad. And even if it is, you know where the review button is...
Coming up next: What Dumbledore has to say. More L/J stuff.