Take Me to Your Heart
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Chapter 8: Let Go
Written by melancholic orchid
"Lily."
"Severus?" How could he still talk to me after what had happened?
"Um… I'm just here to inform you that you no longer need to tutor me. I told Professor McGonagall that I'm certain that I have gotten the hang of it."
"Oh. Er… okay then. Well… um… it was a pleasure assisting you in Transfiguration."
Severus nodded and walked away.
"I'll bet you, he's just saying that because he no longer wants to see you," Alice said.
"I don't blame him," Lily sighed sadly, "I had hurt him. It was odd seeing him almost crying and that… that… confession." Lily shuddered hoping she'd forget what he said to her.
Alice laid a hand on Lily's upper arm. "Everything will be okay, Lily."
She weakly smiled. "I sure hope you're right."
"So, are you going to take that chance to understand James a bit more?" Alice asked changing the subject.
"I guess. What's left? Date all the guys who have envious girlfriends?"
"That's an option," Alice joked. The pair giggled and walked out into the school grounds.
James and Lily quietly walked down the corridors, making small conversations and smiling at each other when their eyes met in silence.
She's so beautiful when her lips transform into a wide grin, with the moon illuminating her face. James thought. Maybe I can ask her to the upcoming Hogsmeade trip in a few weeks. Perhaps I won't get so nervous this time.
"It's lovely tonight isn't it?" Lily whispered.
"What is?" he asked.
"The moon," she replied, gazing into the night sky.
James chuckled. "We see that moon all the time."
"No. This time it's different. The moon is the same but always different."
James replayed the night they shared their first kiss. He remembered the silver moon was full and bright. That was the night he would never forget. Never.
"I guess it's different all the time depending on what you feel when you see it," Lily added.
She stopped walking and gazed at the stars and the moon. He approached her silently and wrapped his arms around her slender body. Lily looked up at James and smiled. Returning the smile, he kissed her forehead. They turned their eyes to the sky and gazed at the empty beauty. The stars were embedded into the velvet, midnight black sky like shimmering diamonds and colourful gems; the moon was the silvery button that secured everything together.
This is wonderful. Lily concluded, smiling comfortably in his arms. I definitely feel a very strong attraction to this somewhat insolent fool… I can't believe I just said that.
"James," she sighed.
"Hmm?"
She kissed his tender lips. "I love you."
His eyebrows rose high up on his forehead. "I thought you'd never say that."
She shifted her body to him and gaped into his twinkling eyes.
"You sure get over things quickly," he smiled.
"No," she whispered, "I just miss your kisses."
James smiled mischievously. "Well in that case, I'll have to satisfy your craving."
She leaned up to his face and they ardently kissed in the moonlight. The sky warmly wrapped themselves around Lily and James.
This was meant to be.
"Alice," Lily smiled dreamily, planting herself onto the side of Alice's bed.
"What? What?" she asked, "Wait! Wait! Don't tell me! You're so in love with that guy, aren't you?"
Lily dipped her head, impressed at her companion's intellectual deduction.
"He must be quite romantic to make you fall in love with him."
"He is very romantic…" she added hastily, "Speaking of James, I have to go meet him at the Quidditch pitch. He wants to show me something!"
"I'll bet you he'll be showing off his Quidditch skills."
"Most likely."
The best friends laughed at how James was so vain when it came to Qudditch.
"Sorry to leave you alone now but, I got to go," Lily said.
"No, no. It's okay," Alice smiled, "I have to go to the Junior Defense Club soon, anyways."
Lily hugged her friend and skipped off to the Quidditch pitch.
James flew around the Quidditch pitch, waiting for Lily to arrive. The cool, nippy breeze tickled his face as he flew into the clouds. He loved flying and playing the game all the same. But he loved Lily more. Today, he would show her what flying is really all about.
"James!"
James guided his broom toward the possessor of the friendly, heart-warming voice.
"Hello, Lily."
"Well, I'm here."
"So you are."
"Are you going to show off your Quidditch skills?"
"Not today."
"Then why are we here?"
James lifted Lily in his arms. She squealed with alarm and excitement. He placed her on his levitating broom and hopped on it himself.
"Uh… James?"
Without replying, he zipped into the setting sky and flew through the soft, pink, wispy clouds. Layers of stunning colours were painted on the canvas of the sky. The setting sun was bright and bold and the trees silhouetted pleasantly.
"This is what you wanted me here for, huh?"
"Yep."
"It's beautiful," she whispered in awe.
"And so are you."
Lily scoffed quietly. "You're so cheesy, James."
They stared into warm sky for what seemed like hours.
"I sometimes come out here to fly after dinner," he explained, "The breeze is cool, and the sky is comforting and warm. I don't know. I guess it just gives me the feeling of comfort. Usually when I had a rough time at school, I'd come out here and look that the world from above. Surprisingly, nature knows how I feel and possesses the knowledge to make me feel so much better. But everyone has their own way of obtaining true comfort and understanding."
"What was it that would often make you fly out here?"
He smiled. "Trying to get you to like me."
He kicked the air back and the broom was in motion once again. With James weaving the broom in and out and through the clouds, Lily held out her arms and shouted with exhilaration. Without him noticing, she pushed herself off his broom and let herself freely fall.
James swerved the second she fell off. Noticing that the broom felt a lot lighter, he located Lily, eyes wide with shock.
"Damn, that girl," he cursed under his breath.
He rocketed the broom swiftly, praying that he'd catch her, before she touched the ground. The second before she hit the ground of the Quidditch pitch, he soared right underneath her and caught her in his arms.
"What the bloody hell were you trying to do?" he exclaimed, shaking her briskly once they landed on the ground.
Lily laughed frantically. "Thank you, James."
She had seriously gone mad. "For what?"
"Everyone has their own method of finding true comfort, James. I wanted to let go of everything that bothered me. Even for one second," she answered simply.
James grinned. "You sure are full of surprises."
"One doesn't have to be a Marauder to be full of surprises."
A/N: Blah. This chapter is odd. But now they love each other. How cute.
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