Disclaimer: I'm glad you think I came up with the ingenious characters and places….Alas they are J.K. Rowlings……….
Sorry about the wait….I have been extremely busy with school and I was taking an extra class!
Everything else is at the end!
ENJOY!
James' POV
I have failed yet again!
Let me confide in you all that has happened.
I have had so many chances to snatch a snog from my Lovely Lily.
Maybe the fact that I am telling you right now hints at a large resounding NO!
Monday: I tripped over someone's foot in the Great Hall as I was heading to breakfast. No! They tripped me!
I was about to curse the person into oblivion to make myself feel a little better, because the Felix Felicis disaster was still fresh, and…. Oh yeah! The whole student body was laughing at me!
I turned to face him.
Not only was it not a 'him' per say…
It was LILY!
I turned bright red, and walked away in a rush!
I so could have pretended to be mortally wounded. She would have felt so guilty!
And I could have stolen a kiss from her when Madam Pomfrey wasn't looking…Good Ole Poppy.
Tuesday: I accelerated out of the Potions' room because….nature was calling… and everyone knows… nature is not patient!
I turned into the first bathroom I saw and was thoroughly delighted no one was there because I really enjoyed privacy.
What?
Don't you?
I heard someone come in right after me, and turned around quickly to see the intruder, ready to yell my head off.
I didn't see much.
Just a slamming door and some flaming red hair.
Wednesday: I ambled around the lake. I was bloody bored.
I heard someone approach me from behind (a twig snapped under his or her feet….how careless).
I turned around, and put a huge smile on my face as soon as I saw a pair of twinkling emerald eyes.
Lily!
She started this amazing in depth conversation about the epitome of all magical beings' existence.
QUIDDITCH!
It all eventually led to me being on the Quidditch team for Gryffindor, and giving Lily a few tips on playing Seeker.
I pulled out my Snitch to show her.
The Snitch was being easy today, and not trying very hard at all to get away.
On the easiest one so far, Lily got really excited and reached out right as I was…
Well…let's just say…Lily's knuckles may hurt now… and my left eye has a new look for the time being.
Thursday: Today, when I was walking across the Charms room to tell Professor Flitwick that I wasn't feeling very well (because Sirius had forced me to eat a Cockroach Cluster) Lily grabbed my arm.
I was ecstatic, as I leaned in for a smooch.
Before I got there though, she started babbling.
She confessed her undying passion for munching on Cockroach Clusters, while dancing around to loud music wearing merely her undergarments.
Maybe it was a good thing when Lily hadn't know I liked her.
"Prongs mate," Padfoot cut into my thoughts, "Will you sign this… it's for your darling girl!"
"For the millionth time, I will not sign that awful note!'
A little while later, which involved much bickering on Sirius' part, Padfoot forged my signature on an appalling note… which I refuse to repeat…Thank you very much!
The problem through all of this: Lily was suffering after only six days of liking me.
I, however, had been suffering six lifetimes …er… years.
Lily's POV
It was Friday. Friday as in the last day of classes.
Tomorrow I would be leaving Hogwarts for the holidays and spending it with Serena and her family.
Seeing as Petunia wouldn't invite me to her home at…I think she called it….oh yes….number 4 Privet Drive.
It even sounds snobby!
My last four attempts to kiss James had failed miserably!
Monday: I tripped James in the Great Hall, so I could kiss him for the first time ever while I 'took him to the Hospital Wing'.
Instead everyone started laughing and both James and I were redder than the Gryffindor tablecloth.
Don't ask me how I expected James to get hurt if I tripped him.
Tuesday: I tried a more private place.
I tailed him after potions and was planning on shoving him into the closest classroom. I didn't watch where I was going, and successfully walked into the boys' toilet room.
Now I could finally answer Krizz's question: Yes, they did have those weird things on the wall.
Wednesday: I triggered the most boring conversation about Quidditch, which resulted in James playing with the Snitch he always carried around and James getting a black eye.
What?
I was sure it was going to escape him that time!
I reached for it as quickly as I could, but so did James and you can imagine what happened.
Clumsy moment for me!
Black eye for James!
Everyone wins! Sort of…..
Thursday: I took a hold of James' arm as he walked past me during Charms and instead of kissing him I ended up telling him I really enjoyed eating Cockroach Clusters especially when I danced to loud music in my room wearing only my undergarments.
Don't ask me how that happened.
Seeing as there is no truth in it whatsoever.
Now I have a deluxe box of Cockroach Clusters and a small note attached to it.
Lovely Lily,
The loud music is in my room.
James.
(P.S. Undergarments only!)
It was signed James, but the handwriting was obviously Sirius'.
I was hopeless.
In one day, I wouldn't even be in the same city as James!
We had to kiss sooner or later!
It was during Arithmancy, when I looked over at him, while he ruffled his hair, that I realized sooner… was not going to happen!
Vector dumped tons of homework on us.
I was trying to finish the last couple inches of my three foot scroll for Charms when James entered.
"Lils, you know that is only supposed to be two feet?" He scrunched his face into a look of puzzlement.
The cutest look of puzzlement ever! That's a new voice…
My heartbeat intensified, beating what seemed like once a minute, but each pulse was delving desire deeper into my heart.
He cleared his throat importantly, "Professor McGonagall just informed me that we shall be filling in for the sixth year Gryffindor prefects. There was a bad explosion in potions and they are currently in the Hospital Wing, due to……oh wait….she didn't tell me," the last few words were accompanied by that one smile that caused skin to prickle and all of my problems to melt away.
I giggled quietly as realization dawned on me: I was getting one last chance to kiss James before I had to leave tomorrow.
"Alright then. Give me a few minutes." I packed my things calmly, but the little person within my head was going haywire.
I walked up the stairs calmer than McGonagall on the day before a new term, and as soon as I knew James could see me no longer I bolted into my room.
I set my essay on my desk gently.
That out of the way, I threw off my uniform and got into a pair of nice jeans and my favorite shirt, which was very conservative given my taste, and of course it was jade green.
I dabbed the tiniest amount of lily-scented perfume behind my ears, and skipped down the hall as I thought about what was to come.
I waited in the Common Room for about five minutes, until James returned from upstairs.
He donned a pair of slightly baggy, casual black pants, and a loose red sweater.
Took him long enough!
"Shall we, milady," he bowed slightly.
I curtsied and we walked out of the Heads' Tower together.
We inspected the third floor first. The cold stone retained no heat. I shivered slightly. I could feel the chilly air dancing upon my cheeks as various comments, on James' part, made me laugh, and ensued a delicate pink to creep up my face.
"Oh…oh!" He was jumping up and down with excitement, "You see that suit of armor?"
I gazed around corridor lined with suits of armor, each gleaming and about half a meter apart. "Which one?"
He grabbed my wrist and we started running toward a particularly shot looking one.
"This was my great great great great grandfather's!"
"Really?" I questioned James. I am pretty sure disbelief was plastered on my face.
"Yeah. See!" He pointed to one of the shining finger gauntlets.
There inscribed upon the mirror-like surface were two shimmering words Harold Potter.
"Do you reckon people called him Harry for short," I questioned, I had always harbored a liking for that name. (wink)
In one swift motion James slugged me in the arm, chortling. "Hey!" I punched him back.
After more exchanging of blows, and a bit more giggling on my behalf, we turned our attention back to the suit of armor.
There on the gorget, was the Potter crest.
"Oh, that is lovely," I gasped touching the cold surface.
"I beg your pardon! The Potter crest is not meant to be lovely! This insignia is supposed to strike fear into the hearts of men!"
I didn't look directly at James while he was making his proclamation. I saw his every movement reflected in the makeshift mirror.
I felt my mind drifting and started leaning in for a kiss, James looked so heroic right then, of course it was only after my lips met with the cold hard surface of the armor that I realized what I was doing.
"Umm….Lily?" James sounded… baffled.
"Yes?" I quickly turned around wiping off the spot I had just planted one on, and stepping on James foot. "I am so bloody sorry," I yelped.
"Its okay," He was hopping on one foot, "Mum always said great great great great grandfather was a looker…"
I giggled, probably so I didn't have to think about what I had just done…EW…
"No! I was just shining it!"
"Or is it," he went on, "that you were just so hungry you wanted to try new things… like armor oil perhaps. I would have taken you to the kitchens."
I had a sharp intake of breath, and then began rubbing my lips raw.
James was laughing full out.
"Lily…," he managed between fits of ha's, "I…was…joking."
I stopped and stuck my tongue out at him, my lips were tingling unpleasantly.
"Fine." I straightened up, my stomach grumbled in hunger. "I will however take you up on your offer to take me to the kitchens. I'm hungry."
James stood as upright as possible and held his arm out like an usher. "I am too. Let's go!"
I could have kissed him then, but someone walked past, and the fact that we were patrolling hit my mind like a bolt of lightening.
After handing out a detention, and removing a few points from the Slytherins, I found myself on the ground floor in front of a portrait of fruit.
"James, when I said I was hungry, I didn't exactly have canvas in mind!" My stomach grumbled angrily, it wanted something it was capable of digesting.
"Will you wait? You are worse than Sirius when he's hungry…" James rolled his smiling eyes.
"I resent that! And if this is what you feed Sirius… then he has reason to be upset."
"Oh please, if this is what I fed Sirius he probably would have eaten me by now," James grinned, proud of himself for making a funny as that annoying Hufflepuff put it! "Give me your hand."
James stretched out his arm, and suddenly the hallway shrunk, I was centimeters away from him. But, after eyeing him suspiciously, I held my arm up without another thought.
He grabbed my wrist for the second time that night. My hand was guided up to the pear in the picture, and it was soft as I was forced to brush it.
Let's just say… I never imagined the kitchens were guarded by a giddy pear.
Two butterbeers and two real chocolate éclairs later we were on our way out of the kitchens.
In order to make up for lost time, we headed up to the fourth floor to finish our patrolling.
The fourth floor was nothing special.
There were so many broom cupboards though.
Whenever we passed one, James would trail off. I never really noticed, for I was just as distracted.
"Lily," James started as we passed my favorite classroom, Charms, "I…"
Broom Closet.
"I just wanted to…tell you…"
Broom Closet.
"I wanted to let….you know…"
Yet another Broom Closet.
"I think I should tell you…"
Cupid Statue
That's a new one.
"Lily," we proceeded forward, this was all happening so fast, "I want to say…"
Broom Closet.
We took a few more steps, nearing yet another Broom cupboard and James grabbed a hold of my shoulders.
"Lily, I love you!"
James started leaning in. The room whirled into slow motion and my ears could only hear the loudest sounds.
My eyes were locked on his. The gold in his was dancing happily as eyelids starting sliding shut.
I suppose it was instinct, for mine followed suit, the last thing I saw was messy hair.
He slowly and softly pressed his lips against mine, it was satisfying.
It felt like his were the only lips that would ever fit mine so perfectly.
Needless to say, I found it all in a kiss.
Hope, wholeness, happiness, gentility…the list went on.
That one kiss seemed to live for five minutes. His sweet breath was intoxicating.
Achieving my goal felt so good.
While we pulled away from bliss, a smile sprouted permanently upon my face. I stared off into nothingness as James entwined his fingers with mine, and we continued to patrol.
He tried to talk to me again, but nothing could break the moment. He trailed off anyways, even though there was no Broom Closet this time.
"Tomorrow we will be parting ways for about a month," I broke the silence, slicing it like a slice of bread…really thick bread, "You know that though right?"
He looked utterly crestfallen. James cast his eyes to the ground, and they stayed there for a couple of classrooms.
Why did I say something so blunt, something that ruined the perfect air around us.
His pouting was so enticing; I wanted to kiss him again.
No!
I wanted to snog him!
But the price was too great; after all, we were supposed to be on the look out for promiscuous teenagers not become them!
He was so grumpy, and I was starting to feel really mean and really bad.
James doesn't hate me! Does he?
Stupid voice! Go away! He just told you ten minutes ago that he loved you.
Cut it out you two!
As we walked past another ensemble of classrooms and cupboards, I thought about what a future with James would be like: a nice little house, smart children, the perfect husband…
And with a sudden burst of energy, my lips upon his, we hurtled into the nearest broom closet. But that's not the point. It wasn't that I was in the broom closet with James; not even the fact that we were kissing.
You see, it was that I pushed him.
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My Responses to the Review Requirements..(In your reviews you should answer them too!)
1. What is your favorite place in the world and why?
My favorite place… my study…oh…why….hmm….. I really like my study because my computer (which allows me to communicate to all of you) is in it. Outside of my house… I really like North Carolina because there are sand dunes, beaches, crab… I really like the weather.
2. Do you wear a watch every day?
I never wear a watch! So I guess my answer is no! lol…
3. Tell the author about (yes I am a girl) her chapters…
Well, I think your chapters are…. ! Dang…shouldn't answer this one.
4. How often do you fart or pick your nose?
(EWWWW! ALEXIS!) Oh yeah…. I never stop… you know me!
5. Email everyone you know and say "May Olivia is the craziest reviewer on my story! And she rocks! Lol".
I did it….okay laugh really hard… but just know I said "May Olivia is the craziest reviewer on my story! And she rocks!" (insert my laugh here) after I emailed a chain letter to everyone! Ha! I outsmarted you! Hehehehe! I win…. Sort of…
6. What is your most embarrassing moment?
I think I asked this already but… I don't get embarrassed much… maybe… the time I slipped on the ice and snow on the sidewalk… (but I didn't fall like Prongsie-Jamesie!) lots of people were laughing…. No that's not a very good one… umm…..when I was little I jumped up to give my Uncle a hug as he was squatting down. I ended up kneeing him… you can guess where. I hid from him for the rest of the party… I felt so bad!
7. Do you like glass bowls or plastic bowls?
Personally, I like glass bowls. They are easier to clean you can put them in the oven. You can make them shatter… and then clean them up…. Ooh! Ooh! I know! You can wear them on your head, your head will look like a different shape, and you can still see your hair! That is pretty talented! Plastic bowls don't retain their shape! HOW RUDE!
Thank you, everyone for supporting me!
Thanks to all of my reviewers: fairybells, choco88, CrystalizedLily, KLLRS, Jeladore Black, MissCheviousHP, FallenMystery, elise bentwin, me, awesome islanders, HPF, CrazyBoutEngland, Dr. Huff-Puff, shining stars, CaptainOats+PrincessSparkle, Remusly-Moony, jumboshrimp, hiyahihi, Dark Shadow, Lillycrazy9224, SuicidalxThorn, Prongsie-Jamesie, Loveable, miriel216, Iluvdraco4eva, bellebuckbeak, pasmosa, Creshton Street, chickasosser, Cilverblood, LilyJamesDestiny, charliethegoldfish354, I Luv Lachlan 4eva, MaraudersGirl4404-HJS, ST3, May Olivia, Moony's puppy, commando17, unknownspecies, green-eyed lily2093, Lani, maraudersrock!
All bolded and italicized names are the reviewers who reviewed chapter 17… my most loyal ones….
After all of this… I am sort of sad that its over….thanks guys!
Good luck with your stories/ reading/ whatever your doing!
My next project is called Placed Among The Stars it's about Sirius' life…..
I might post a short play Prongsie-Jamesie and I wrote about the Marauders making a play… it's a comedy… its really funny!
THANKS!
Pranks Are So Siriusly Padfoot
(don't you know it!)