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Lady Destruction

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A Good Deed and Bruises

It wasn't a good day for Lily Evans. The Christmas break had just begun and already James Potter was causing her so much trouble, and he wasn't even awake!

Lily entered the hospital wing while hovering an unconscious James Potter with her wand. "Madam Pomfrey?" She looked around. "Are you there?"

No one was answering. Where the heck is she, Lily thought. Please don't tell me she isn't here! But the world seemed to be against her today because just after Lily Evans thought that thought, she spotted a message posted on the hospital wing wall…

Gone fishing.

Will not be back 'til Christmas day.

Please report all injuries to a responsible Hogwarts professor.

Merry Christmas!

Madam Pomfrey

Lily's mouth dropped open in disbelief: "Merry Christmas indeed! What kind of idiot nurse leaves her position for a bunch of fish? She could've just asked the house elves if she wanted some! Argh!"

Lily turned around towards the door not even caring if James Potter hit the wall in the process. She headed towards the staffroom (all teachers were in a pre- Christmas Eve meeting) as fast as she could. The faster to rid of him, she thought. But, alas! The world was SERIOIUSLY against Lily Evans for when she got to the staffroom, the door was locked!

"Let me in!" She began pounding the door; she didn't care how rude she sounded. "Please let me in! I've got an annoying prat hovering unconsciously next to me! Come on!"

But no one answered. The door was blocking all sound with a spell. "What kinds of teachers block all sounds with a spell? How are we supposed to ask them for help?" Lily kicked the door, but that only made things worse. Now, she was hovering James Potter with her wand AND walking around with a painful big toe.

With no healer or professor to help her, there was only one way Lily would be sure James Potter would be safe: She would have to take care of him herself. She went back up to the Gryffindor common room and up into her dorm. With Peter Pettigrew and his panic-induced bladder bursting, Lily wasn't sure if putting James Potter back in his dorm was safe. She laid the boy on Emmeline's bed ("I don't want Potter germs on mine right now.") and waited…watching James Potter...holding an ink bottle and her new quill...and turning him into a human doodle...

After a while, Lily got sick of human doodling. "You know, you actually look good when you're asleep. Minus the ink mustache snort. You look almost sweet…and humble." Lily couldn't help smiling. "If you look like that when you're awake, I'd probably go out with you…probably." She continued watching James. "Oh," she said, "you've got bruises. You're lucky my mom sends me Muggle first aid just in case. If Madam Pomfrey were here, I wouldn't have used it." She took out a bottle of…something (It was helpful, though)...and began patting James's bruises. She saw nose scrunch up in pain. "Poor James," She began and stoked his hair. He smilded a small smile. Wait, "poor James?" She thought to herself. What's happening to me now? What has the world got against me? I don't want to be with James Potter...?

Just then, James woke up. "Did I get kissed by the snow princess yet?" He mumbled and slowly opened his eyes to the sight of Lily. "Here she is!"

"James?"

"Yes?" It looked as if Lily was about to kiss him. Her face was only inches from him. James was beginning to blush.

"How many fingers am I holding up?"

Darn. "Four. You're holding four up."

"Good. You're finally back to your senses."

"How long was I out?"

Lily checked the clock. "Two hours."

"Wow that's…AH! PINK! NOT AGAIN! LILY, WHAT DID YOU DO TO OUR ROOM?" James didn't know where he was right now.

"Relax, James. You're in my dorm. I wasn't sure it was safe to enter yours with Peter's bladder threatening to burst."

"Oh…what are you doing?"

Lily was still patting a bruise on James cheek with some Muggle first aid and cotton. "Madam Pomfrey went fishing, the professors didn't want to hear any student talking, and now I have to take care of you."

James had no idea of what Lily was talking about. Pomfrey fishing? And since when were the professors so indifferent? "Right…ok. Whatever you say…."

"There! I'm done, and seeing that you're well and awake now, you can go back to Peter. Bye, James."

James sighed. Does she want me out that quickly? "Bye, Li-WAIT!" A gigantic smile took over James's whole face. "You just called me James! You never do that!" He ran toward Lily, grabbed her hands and started dancing with her. Left, right, turn, left, right, turn.

Lily, amazingly, was laughing. "Sure, James, don't get used to it." She was smiling now.

"Hey, look I made you smile."

"So what?"

"That's good deed number three." And with a one more spin from Lily, James slid down the girl's dormitory steps and ran back to his dorm.

Lily was left there thinking, "Snow princess? Good deed? Hmmmm…." She was remembering something….

"Peter! Your idiocy actually worked!" James was just about to pull Peter up and twirl him around, too, but James thought better of it.

"Really? So I'm not that stupid after all!" Peter was about to wet his pants with glee.

"No, you still are, but you're stupidity can actually be quite helpful."

Peter nodded…stupidly…. "That's good to hear. So what did my dumb quality do to help you?"

James proceeded to telling Peter about what happened with Lily just a few minutes ago. Peter just listened with wide watery eyes and his mouth hanging strangely open.

"Wow, James! With the rate you're going, you'll be able to kiss Lily in no time!"

"Now all we need is another plan. This time, I don't want your idiocy to get me hurt again."

Peter pouted. "But you said my stupidity was helpful!"

"Did I say I wanted its help again?"

Peter looked down. He looked like a four-year-old being punished. "No…."

"Ok, good you know. Now let's start planning."

And James and Peter began planning all the way 'til midnight. There plans involved something about Jell-O, the lake, a flaming broomstick, and a change of underwear ("Just in case you freak out again, Wormtail.")

"Oh and, James?'

"Yes Peter?"

"You've got a Mexican mustache and a tic-tac-toe game all over your face."

"WHAT?"

A/N: There we go! PLEASE CONTINUE SENDING IN YOUR REVIEWS. Those would be really great Christmas presents! I hope you liked it. There's still a bit to come. It's almost finished :D