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Chapter Thirteen: To Tell or Not To Tell

Lily took a deep shuddering breath and snuggled close to James. James buried his face in Lily's softly scented hair and drifted off to sleep, still holding Lily safely in his arms.

James awoke early the next morning before the sun had risen. He was under the covers, his arms still around Lily. Her head and arm were still on his chest. He looked down and saw her flaming red hair and smiled to himself. He always wanted this, to have Lily sleeping peacefully with him. He had dreamed of her being snuggled close to him, her hand on his chest, his arms around her. He'd dreamed of listening to her soft breathing and feeling the light brush of her eyelashes. Now that he had it, he knew it was everything he had ever thought it to be, and more.

James smiled to himself, thanking his lucky stars that Lily had finally looked at him in the same way he had looked at her for the past six years. Or at least he hoped that's how she felt. Was it just grief that was making her go to him?

James shook his head and pushed the doubt from his mind. He didn't care; this was what he wanted. He kissed the top of Lily's head, his lips and nose lingering in her soft hair.

"Lily, you mean the world to me," James murmured. And with that he fell back asleep.

Lily woke later that morning and breathed deeply, her eyes still closed. She felt worn out, utterly and completely mentally and emotionally exhausted. She had finally cried last night. And once the dam to her emotions broke, it was a flood of tears. James had been there for her; he had listened to her cry, he had wiped away her tears, he had told her everything would be all right. And then…she had fallen asleep.

Lily yawned and opened her eyes, looking around. The room was rising and falling slowly. She looked down and realized that she was lying on James Potter. Her head and arm were on his chest, his arms were wrapped snugly around her body, and they were entangled under the blankets. Lily tensed for a moment and then relaxed. She had just realized that there was nowhere in the world she would rather be, than in the arms of James Potter.

Lily smiled to herself as she remembered that this thought was one of the last things she ever imagined would ever go through her head. She slowly blew on James' neck, trying to wake him up. He moved trying to get away from the breeze and then his eyes popped open. He looked down at Lily and smiled.

Lily smiled back and turned a light pink.

"'Morning," said James. "And how are we feeling today?" he asked, concern in his hazel eyes.

"I'm quite well, thanks to you," Lily murmured quietly, looking away.

James grinned and hugged Lily closer.

"I'm glad." He said.

They lay in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's company. Then there came the sound of a pot being placed on the counter, rather hard. Lily sat up; James, who refused to relinquish his grip on Lily, sat up too.

Lily looked at him and smirked, giggling slightly, then she looked toward the door. "What do you think that was?"

"I hope it was the sound of someone making breakfast, preferably Molly, I'm starved."

Lily's stomach grumbled.

James grinned and looked at Lily's bare stomach, "Apparently you are too…"

"Yes, well," Lily made to get up, but James wouldn't let go. Lily looked into James' eyes and then down at his arms.

"Um, can I have my body back so I can get dressed and then go to breakfast?"

James' brow furrowed, clearly in deep thought. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnope," he said, his lips cracking into an adorably goofy grin. He lay back down to the pillows, bringing Lily down with him, and leaned over her, looking deep into her eyes.

"Lily," he began

"James…" Lily said in a silly mock-sultry voice, grinning.

James smiled and leaned in ever so slowly toward Lily, brushing her red hair out of her eyes. Then he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her. It was their first real kiss.

After what seemed like several sunlit days later, when they finally broke apart, Lily had her eyes closed and a smile on her lips. She opened her eyes and looked up at James, who had his head tilted to one side.

"Lily?" he asked again.

"Mmm?" asked Lily, her vocal cords not seeming to work.

"Would…would you be my girlfriend?" asked James, looking away.

Lily paused for a second, just to make James look back to her. Once he had, she said, " Of course James, I'd love to."

James blinked, as though he didn't believe what Lily had just said. "Yes…you're my girlfriend now?" he asked, confirming what he had thought he heard. It wouldn't have been the first time he had thought Lily had said something, only to find out she hadn't…but that was another story.

Lily thought for a moment. "Yes, it would appear that I am." She said and she reached up to James' neck, brought his face to hers and kissed him again.

Once Lily and James had finally stopped snogging, gotten up, and dressed they headed down stairs into the kitchen, and hopefully to some food.

Lily and James came into the kitchen and immediately saw Molly, still in her pjs (which consisted of a pair of Black's boxers, and a t-shirt that read Wendolyn for Prime Minister and her hair in a messy ponytail) at the counter making waffles, little boys running around the kitchen table, and two bleary eyed chaps, namely Remus and Sirius, slumped at the table with mugs of tea in front of them.

"G'morning Mollykins!" said Lily, as she and James walked into the kitchen and sat at the table.

"Lily!" Cried Ryan, Joe, Ben, and Luke as they rushed by. "James!" they said as they flashed by a second time.

James smiled at the boys. "Sirius, Remus…" James nodded at them.

They grinned back at James. Remus took a sip of his tea and Sirius was gazing in the direction of Molly, his head resting in his hand.

James looked to Lily, nodded in the direction of Sirius and they both smiled, looking away so as not to burst into laughter.

"Waffles are almost done," said Molly, as she removed a golden waffle from the iron and placed it on a plate already stacked with waffles.

Lily got up to set the table. She walked past Molly who whispered, "Did you and James talk last night?"

Lily sighed, in a contented way.

Molly smiled. "Well that sounds good!" she said brightly.

"Yes, we talked…well. Actually I sort of broke down and cried all over him…but. Same thing." Said Lily quietly.

Molly looked over at Lily through the steam of the waffle iron. "Everyone needs a good cry. Even the strongest of us." She arched her dark eyebrows at Lily.

"What are you implying?" asked Lily, falsely offended.

"Oh…nothing…" muttered Molly, smiling.

The girls started giggling.

"And guess who got a boyfriend!" Lily continued.

"Oh, who?" asked Molly.

"Me!"

"Does James know about this?" asked Molly in a mock-seriously fashion, as though she didn't already know.

"It is him…"

"I know! Ah this is great!" Molly and Lily hugged one another. "I TOLD you, didn't I? I said, 'Lily…you should go out with James Potter…'"

"Oh do shut up!" said Lily good-naturedly as she went back to the table with the forks, knives and plates, her cheeks a lovely shade of pink. Molly followed after her with the waffles.

James stabbed two waffles and put one on Lily's plate and one on his. As he took his first bite he said, "Molly, you're my favorite."

"Mine too!" agreed Lily and Remus, through their own mouthfuls.

Molly blushed a colour to rival that of Lily's hair and Lily grinned.

"Yes chaps, but, I'm her favorite!" said Sirius, as he slung his arm around Molly's shoulders, pulled her closer to him and kissed her cheek.

If it was possible, Molly's face turned a darker shade of red and she slouched slightly in her chair.

"Oh my," said Lily in a pondering fashion, as she ate another piece of waffle. "I don't think I've ever seen Molly that colour before… "Wow Sirius. She must really like you!" Lily grinned and was laughing with James and Remus when James winced.

"Ow!" he exclaimed. "Who just kicked me?"

Lily started laughing harder.

"Oh sorry!" cried Molly. She angled her body a little more toward Lily.

Lily winced. "Ow."

Lily glanced over the table at Molly. "What was that for?"

Molly sat up straighter in her chair and looked grinningly back at Lily. "What was what for?" she asked innocently.

"You just…oh fine. Never mind. This means war you know," said Lily, smiling across the table at Molly.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

The girls exchanged smiles and went back to calmly eating their waffles.

"Do they regularly do this?" asked Remus.

"Oh all the time!" said Lily.

"It wouldn't be us without a battle!" said Molly, scrunching her nose.

Sirius smiled down at Molly. "OH Mollykins, I don't think Lilykins telling everyone how much you are completely, utterly and hopelessly in love with me is…"

Molly and Lily both turned to Sirius. Molly cocked her head to one side. "Care to continue?"

Sirius looked at Molly, leaned toward her, kissed the tip of her nose and said, "I love you!"

"That's right," said, Molly nodding. Lily smiled in approval.

Once breakfast had been devoured, mainly by the boys (how three boys can possibly eat soooo much is beyond belief), the dishes had been done and put away everyone decided to go outside. Except Remus, who wanted to read for a while.

So Lily, James, Sirius, and Molly all packed on their snow things and headed outside. Molly and Lily were walking together ahead of the boys and talking. Sirius and James stayed behind, watching as their girls bent their heads together and giggled about who-knows-what.

James and Sirius sighed, in a very sappy fashion, as they looked at Lily and Molly. They quickly looked at one another, cleared their throats, stood up straighter and puffed out their chests, neither wanted to admit they were going…soft.

"Ehem…So," Sirius began. "What have you been doing this whole time?"

"Well, mainly just helping out around the house, staying up with Marie, and just having fun, actually." Said James smiling as he turned to look at Sirius.

"Well that's good. You've got a nice strong bond between you two now." Sirius grinned and clapped James on the back. "Now here's something you couldn't have planned eh? Too bad it was under such sad circumstances though…" Sirius said, nodding.

"Yea," mused James, he was still thinking about what he had to tell Lily. Something Marie Evans had asked him to do the night before her death. She had asked James to tell Lily the truth about what she was, a witch.

"Yeah what?" asked Sirius.

"It's just something I have to do before we leave," said James. He wanted Lily to be the first one that he told, as it was her right to know. "Something I have to tell Lily. I just can't seem to find the right words…"

"Just say whatever is in your heart, Prongsie 'ol pal," smiled Sirius, thinking James wanted to tell Lily he loved her.

"I suppose, except that's not what I need to tell her," smiled James back. "It's something her gram told me to tell her. I just don't want Lily to be mad at me for not telling her right away."

"Well why didn't you?" asked Sirius, cocking an eyebrow.

"Because Marie told me not to wake Lily up to tell her. And then she said when the time was right, I would know."

"Then I guess the real question is, is the time right?" Sirius said pensively.

James stopped walking and looked at Sirius. "You sound smarter. Molly must be rubbing off on you."

Sirius stopped and looked back at James. "Yes. We had had a few late night study sessions," he said calmly, a rakish grin coming to his lips and a twinkle in his eye.

James gaped at Sirius. "You mean to say that you two have been going out for less than two weeks and you have already sle—"

"OH NO! Not like that! Prongsie!" cried Sirius, letting out a bark of laughter. "NO! It was actually studying. In fact, I have finished all my holiday homework! No more procrastination from Sirius Black…at least not while Molly's in the area…"

James laughed now too. Girls could have very strange effects on boys.

"You really got him to finish all his homework?" Lily asked Molly, awestruck.

"Why yes, yes I did," Molly grinned in a self-satisfied way.

"That's amazing! How?" asked Lily, thoroughly intrigued. Sirius Black was infamous not only for his good looks…but also his ability to put everything off till the absolute last minute.

"Classified." Was all Molly said with a rakish grin to rival that of Sirius'.

"I see how it is..." smiled Lily.

"Well, when you are ready to disclose what happened between you and James last night, I'll tell you how I got Sirius to do his homework."

"So I guess I'll never know," sighed Lily.

"I guess so," sighed Molly, copying Lily.

The girls giggled.

Lily stopped and bent down, picking up a hand-full of snow in her gloved hand. She stood back up and looked at Molly. "You up for some fun?" asked Lily.

"Always," smiled Molly, picking up some snow to make a snowball.

Molly and Lily turned to face James and Sirius. They kept the hand holding their snowball behind their backs. When Sirius and James were in projectile- launching range, Lily and Molly let fly.

Molly's snowball hit its mark, squarely in Sirius' chest. Lily's was a little too low and hit James' lower stomach.

Sirius looked at the snow that was clinging to his jacket and then to Molly. James gulped and looked to Lily; a little lower and that snowball could have done some painful damage. James looked to Sirius. Sirius looked to James. They each nodded to the other and slowly advanced toward Lily and Molly.

"HEY!" called Sirius as he advanced toward Molly. "I thought you were battling Lily! Not me!'

"I second that!" cried James, smiling roguishly at Lily.

"We said we were going to have a battle…but we never said it was between us…" Molly called back, her hands on her hips.

The boys looked toward one another, broke into grins, and said, "Well then, if that's the case…HAVE AT THEE!" and they charged toward the girls.

Lily let out a shriek and Molly a high-pitched "eeeeee!" and they sprinted off in opposite directions.

Twenty minutes later, Molly and Lily had severely murdered the boys in the snowball fight. Sirius had snow stuck to his hair and James' glasses were hanging off his nose. Sirius and James hadn't hit their targets once, not that they had intended to.

Molly and Lily trouped over. Molly slung an arm around Sirius' shoulder, which was very hard for her to do considering he was about eight inches taller than her, and she smiled up at him.

"We so got you!" she said triumphantly.

Sirius and James exchanged a grin. "You sure did," said Sirius.

"So you still love me?" asked Molly, concerned. Male-prides are a delicate thing, after all.

"Of course!"

"Oh good," smiled Molly. She went up on her tiptoes to kiss Sirius and he scooped her up into his arms. Then they headed off toward the house, Molly's head on Sirius' shoulder.

Lily and James were n a fit of hysterics.

"She really is hopelessly, uberly and helplessly in love with him!" said James through his laughter.

"Yeah!" agreed Lily.

Lily and James headed toward the house too, following behind Molly and Sirius. James remained quiet; he took Lily's hand in his and they walked in silence, but it was the comfortable silence of being with the one you love.

"James?" asked Lily.

"Hmm," James replied.

"Knut for your thoughts?" Lily prompted.

They had reached the front door where Molly and Sirius were waiting. Molly's feet were back on the ground again. She opened the door and the four of them trouped inside.

James remained silent, still thinking about how, when, and where he was going to tell Lily.

"Have a nice romp?" asked Remus, looking over the thoroughly bedraggled looking boys.

"We had a lovely little battle," said Molly.

"Indeed?" asked Remus. "And am I correct in assuming that you have won?"

Lily grinned broadly as James helped her remove her coat. "Yes you would be."

"Ah," said Remus, shaking his head.

Lily tuned to James again. "So, about that thought?"

"Maybe later," said James as he glanced toward Molly, Sirius and Remus. He would tell her that night, before they went to bed.

Or at least…that was the plan.

And yes that is where I leave you! I wanted this chapter to be mainly fluffy…but I don't think I am the best fluff writer in the world. I think it's cute and it's going where I want it to, so I have no complaints.

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