Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the other characters that are in the Harry Potter books. J. K. Rowling does, like everyone already knows.

Author's Note: Thanks to Muzzy-Olorea, satans little fairy, fuzzycat982, pale pink roses, Anonymus, dee, and SMH for reviewing the original chapter 4. And another thanks to bananilla, albus's bitch, siriuszsecretlover, Loopypants, hpjsr, Rose Angelz, and Flame Of Desire for reviewing the revised version!

The next morning Lily awoke with a pounding headache, she felt awful. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that she had a man's arms around her. She smiled as she breathed in his smell, felt his strong arms across her body, and felt his warm breath on her neck. She turned over a bit in order to see the face of Jason Everard, but noticed that it wasn't him at all! In fact, now that she looked around her, it wasn't his house either, or hers!

Lily was becoming frantic, what was she going to do? Why didn't she have any clothes on? Then it slowly came to her: Jason had broken up with her last night. He had ended their long, blissful relationship.

She tried to think of what happened next, but it wouldn't fully come to her. All she remembered was going to a bar and seeing James Potter again.

'But what happened next?' she silently asked herself. She looked over at the man at her side, knowing instantly that it was James. His suntanned body was visibly coming out of the sheets, and his hair was even messier than the before. That's when it hit her: she had slept with James.

Her heart began to race; what was she going to do? She quickly looked around her, placing her head on her forehead, trying to escape the migraine. She saw a used towel on the floor, not far from where she was. She quickly got up and wrapped the towel around herself, then proceeded to search for her own clothes. In her mind, the faster she found her clothes, the faster she got out of the apartment, and that was what she wanted. She wanted to forget what had happened the night before, leaving James behind her forever.

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James could feel the bed move beneath him, and he opened his eyes at once. What he saw surprised him though. There was a girl standing in his room, searching for something. She wore nothing but a small white towel, which was wrapped across her body. It was somewhat revealing, especially when she bent down to grab a small black shoe from the ground.

He peered his eyes once more, trying to figure out who this girl was. Her deep red hair was flowing down her back, and her skin was white a porcelain. He studied her once more before realizing who she was: Lily Evans. But why was she in his apartment wearing only a towel?

"Lily, what happened last night?" he asked groggily.

She jumped at the sound of his voice, obviously unaware that he had woken up. Her heart was hammering as she turned to face him. She didn't want to answer him, she didn't want to say the truth. Somehow, it felt like if she didn't say those words, then maybe they wouldn't be true.

And she was saved from answering his question when she felt a sudden feeling of nausea in the back of her throat. She cupped her hands over her mouth and ran from the room, searching for the bathroom. The first room she tried was just an extra bedroom, but the next one she tried was indeed the bathroom. Lily ran over to the toilet and the hangover took over.

James listened as he heard sounds of throwing up from his bathroom. He tried hard again to concentrate, but he just couldn't remember what happened. Of course he could tell the general facts of previous night, just by seeing her with no clothes on in his bedroom. But he wondered how it had come to that.

He sighed once more before he too, got a sudden feeling of nausea and ran for the bathroom.

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Once they had seen enough of the bathroom, they made their way back to James's room. Lily searched for her dress, wanting to have something secure on her, not just the small white towel from earlier.

"We have sex last night," James stated. His eyes showed that he could still not remember anything form the night before.

Lily sighed, but didn't answer him, instead she pulled the dress on, making sure the towel covered her exposed body from James's sight. She then gathered up her remaining clothes and pulled them on. She then turned to James and said, "Yes, we did, but we were both drunk. So, it doesn't count."

"Oh," was all he managed to say.

"Do you have any aspirin or anything like that?" Lily asked. Her head was still pounding, making every word form James's mouth sounds ten times louder than it really did.

"Huh? Um, no. Why don't you just use the charm," he suggested.

"I don't have my wand with me," she replied irritably.

James got up off his bed, making sure that the towel he had found was still concealing him, and grabbed his wand off of the nightstand. "Come here," he ordered.

Hesitantly, Lily obeyed and stood in front of him. She heard him mutter the spell while he touched the tip of his wand to her head. Then he proceeded to do the same to himself.

Lily was about to suggest that she should go, when there was a knocking sound at the door. She tensed up and looked at James, as if asking what to do.

He got up and pulled on some pants and a shirt, then said, "Stay in here, I'll come back when the person leaves."

Lily nodded and watched James leave her side. He shut the door behind him, and then walked over to the front door.

"Jamie!" Lily heard a voice that belonged to a woman. She knew that eavesdropping was wrong, but decided to lean her ear against the bedroom door anyways. She wanted to hear what was happening.

"Emmy, what are you doing here?" James asked. Two emotions were shown on his face, curiosity and nervousness. Luckily, Emmy didn't notice.

"Jamie, I'm so sorry," Emmy apologized. "I never should have jumped to conclusions. I know you, and you would never cheat on me."

James had two thoughts running threw his head at her words. One being nervousness that she would discover Lily in his bedroom, and once again throw a fit and never speak to him again. The other though, was a slight bit of laughter. How ironic it was that he did have sex with another woman last night, even if at the moment he was drunk beyond belief.

"Can you forgive me?" Emmy asked, her voice was full of hope and need.

"Of course, and I promise to tell you more about Sam sometime, so you don't have to worry."

"Oh, no need to do that Jamie. I invited her to come out to dinner with you and me next Saturday night," Emmy informed him. Then as an after thought, "If that's okay with you, sweetie."

"Yes, that's fine," James told her. He would have agreed to anything she said at that moment, just to get her out of the house. He was so worried that Emmy would find out about Lily.

"Oh, good!" Emmy shrieked. Then she grabbed James around the neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"Well, I wish I could stay longer Jamie, but I've got to go to work. I just couldn't wait to tell you that I still love you," Emmy informed him and then kissed him lightly on the lips before heading out of the apartment.

James sighed and then walked back to his bedroom.

"So, you guys are back together now, congratulations... I better be going," Lily told him.

"Wait, Lils. Um, before you go, don't you think we should talk about what we're going to do now?" James asked.

"Why would we need to talk? You and I are both going to pretend that last night never happened."

"Okay," was all James could muster up to say.

"It was nice seeing you James," Lily said and then turned to leave.

"Wait."

Lily froze in her tracks, what did he want?

"It was nice seeing you too, maybe next time we can both be sober," he joked.

"Bye James."

Author's Note 2: There's the revised chapter 5! Please review and tell me what you think of it! Sorry it took so long to post, but I've been pretty busy. You know, the Kerry campaign and watching the Red Sox win the World Series can keep a girl pretty busy!