Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling; you know what is mine and what is hers.

Author's Note: Katty03: of course you're allowed to swear! In fact, I encourage it. Based by reading this story, you all should know I'm a bit of a pottymouth... eh heh heh. And it is the most sexiest thing in the world when a guy smells good. Goodness, it is. There is slight implications of RL/SB in here, but I don't mean it at all.

Lusting the Loathed

Chapter Five - Morning After

Chapter Song: The Killers - Mr. Brightside

Lily awoke to a start and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Damn drool.

As her eyes focused on the room, however, she realized that the night had not been a dream. The maroon and gold jerked her out of sleep and back into reality. Lily ran her fingers over her lips; they were chapped and dry. Lily hated it when her lips were like that. But they were still the lips that had touched the thin, gorgeous lips of James Potter. She could still feel the impact, the deepness of that kiss she had shared with him. It was jolting. She could feel her body pressed up against James' as she had sat on his lap, naked, and kissed him like she had never kissed anybody before. It had been bloody amazing.

Lily exhaled a small sigh of happiness. Could this mean...? Does this mean...?

Whatever it meant, Lily knew it felt nice. She and James didn't necessarily have sex, but sleeping together, next to each other without doing anything, was rather comforting. It had been nice to know that somebody was at her side, somebody who would protect her while keeping her company at the same time.

She inhaled deeply; realizing the strong, masculine scent that belonged to James was lingering on her shirt – James' shirt. She opened the collar, plunged her nose down to it, and breathed in. It was a wonderful scent of warm musk.

Still smelling the shirt, she got up and walked around his room. She stopped at his large mahogany desk. There were a couple of quills here and there, loads of ink spills and stains, and a picture of two very dashing people in a large silver frame. There was a man with very dark black hair just like James' who had hazel eyes behind his wire-rim glasses. In fact, he looked exactly like James, except his hair was very neat. He had a big smile and looked very friendly. He had his arm around a woman. She had brown hair and large blue eyes. She also looked friendly and happy. Lily supposed these were James' parents. She was glad that they were normal; although James' father worked in an important post at the Ministry, they weren't some stiff, boring couple like the typical Ministry parents.

"Oh, you're awake."

Lily looked away from the picture frame and saw a very disheveled James carrying a large silver tray. He kicked the door close and walked over to the middle of the bed and plopped down the large tray. "Breakfast?"

"Thanks," Lily replied, sitting on the bed and taking a piece of toast. She took a large bite since she was starving.

James sat down, too, and reached toward the tray for... a purple tulip that Lily had not noticed that was one there. He grinned as he tucked the tulip behind Lily's ear in one quick, swift motion. "I thought if I got you a lily, it'd be a little too cliché for my taste since you're already a lily. So I got you a tulip."

Lily laughed. "Thanks, James. You're right, you know. I think lilies are overrated. Only for me, though, because I am one, like you said." She turned from side to side while laughing. "How's it look?"

James smiled; reaching out and tucking a loose lock of Lily's red hair behind her other ear. "Absolutely lovely." She looked like an angel, and James felt like he was on top of the world. He felt like jumping out of the window and soaring through the air without his Nimbus. This morning, he had woken up to a slightly snoring Lily Evans, sleeping in his bed, naked under his shirt, who looked sweet and innocent and totally incapable of the anger he saw habitually on her face. She had been drooling a little bit, and James had found it adorable. He wondered what she had been dreaming of.

She looked so at peace, he found that he could not wake her. Instead, he sprinted down to find the house-elves and gather an extravagant and delicious breakfast for him and Lily to share. It would be perfect. Like a scene from a movie.

As soon as he tickled the pear and entered, his favorite house-elf, Lenny, showed up and asked eagerly, "What is sir wanting today, sir?"

"Hey Lenny," James greeted. He was always polite to house-elves, because James loved them. They were like avid servants who loved to come to his aid. "Well, I have a... friend who I want to get breakfast for. I really like this friend."

Lenny nodded knowingly. "Lenny knows exactly what sir wants! Lenny will get it for you, sir!"

"Thank you, Lenny." James hoped this would be good.

Lenny returned with a huge tray with an array of items. Scrambled eggs, bacon, French toast, a large pitcher of pumpkin juice, and all sorts of other delicious plates of food. James accepted it happily and quickly thanked him.

He exited the painting, whispering a freeze charm on all the food so they wouldn't fall off, and balancing the large tray, ran up the stairs, two at a time, directly into his room.

As soon as he entered, he saw the most beautiful sight he would ever bear to witness. Lily was awake, wearing his shirt, and nothing but his shirt, staring at his desk. And now, they were talking about the most random things in the world while nibbling on French toast.

"I still haven't finished half my homework," Lily confessed, taking a swig of the cool, canned butterbeer. It was a delightful breakfast, but butterbeer made it loads better.

"Finished?" James questioned. "I haven't even started."

Lily rolled her eyes. "I'll never know how you got to be Head Boy. I mean, you weren't even a prefect."

"Prefect? Like they do anything. Remus was a prefect; he didn't even try to stop our schemes. In fact, he thought up most of them. Having access and using the Prefect's bathroom wasn't too bad, either." James gnawed at a piece of bacon.

"That's disgusting," Lily commented, opening her mouth in a mix of horror and nausea. "You look like one of those cheetahs eating their deer after they savagely kill them by biting their necks. So gross."

"I'm hungry, Lily. It took a lot of energy for me to cook this breakfast for you, you know." James continued attacking the piece of bacon, which was actually becoming quite disgusting, but amusing to look at. "Damn this... piece of... so hard..."

"Cooked? No, no, no... I'm sure you've had some help from your friends, the house-elves. This is too delicious for any wizard to cook, let alone a witch." Lily started on another piece of French toast while cracking open another can of butterbeer.

James finally got the bacon to be soft enough to chew and swallowed it cleanly. "Evans, you better start paying for that butterbeer, I'm running out. You're drinking my stock."

"Put it on my tab," Lily answered carelessly. "I have a feeling I'm going to start one."

"Prongs, darling, you shagged her, didn't you?" Sirius smirked as he looked up from a game of Exploding Snap with Remus Lupin, another dear friend of James's. He was sitting in the middle of the dormitory, with Remus across from him. In the middle of the two, were a bunch of cards, ready to explode.

"Yes, dear Padfoot, I shagged her good and hard, just like you've always wanted to me." James shut the door and sat down on Sirius's trunk. There was a loud, deafening BANG! and the cards all exploded everywhere. There were cards everywhere. The beds, trunks, floors... just everywhere. Remus and Sirius shared the room with Peter Pettigrew, another Marauder, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and Frank Longbottom. They were all cool with each other and pretty good friends.

James rubbed his poor ears. He could now hear a very distinct beeping.

"I'm proud, baby. Now tell me what really happened. Ha, I win, Moony! Galleon, please." Sirius stretched out his hand and wiggled his fingers. "Come on, Moony, don't be a cheap arse!"

"Damn you, Sirius," Remus muttered. He ignored Sirius's lingering hand and jiggling fingers and threw a galleon at Sirius unwillingly. It smacked him right in the nose and fell to the ground with a loud thud. He turned to James and asked lightly, "Details?"

The beeping stopped as James moved unto Sirius' bed. He ignored the fact that it was Sirius's bed and lay down on the pillows. He turned to Remus, beaming. "Moony, it was... amazing."

"Amazing? You mean, like... better than Celestina Warbeck?" Sirius asked, his eyes wide. He was still on the floor, collecting all the scattered cards. Since he won, it was his turn to clean up. He looked picked up a card and looked at it very strangely; it had been burned. "Time for a new deck, I guess."

"Better," James replied firmly. "She kind of makes Celestina Warbeck look like a wild boar trying to eat bacon, and you all know how disgusting and hard it is to eat bacon."

"Celestina Warbeck? ...BACON?" Sirius questioned unbelievably, dropping all the cards he collected. "Oh, damn."

James nodded. "I know."

Remus looked worried as he settled unto his bed, lying on stomach, with Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. "Are you guys going to get involved, then?"

"I don't know," James responded, looking away, fumbling with an old sock of Sirius' that was just lying there. "It'd be really complicated. I know I've always said being Head Boy was kind of a joke and insignificant to me, but I really enjoy it." He looked up, his eyes bright. "I absolutely love the thrill I get when I take away points from Slytherin and seeing their faces twist into anger, especially dear Snivelly's. I love the feeling of people, especially Slytherins, to not bug me because I can take away as many points as I'd like. And I absolutely adore the feeling of awarding Gryffindor as many points as I like. I love it when I piss the shit out of Lily, it's so fucking hilarious but bleeding scary at the same time. But I don't want anybody, not even Lily, who is better than Celestina Warbeck, to take that away from me or jeopardize it." He realized what he was playing with and quickly discarded it. Disgusting.

"So true.." Sirius nodded, as he put his sock away. "So true."

"Take away any points from Severus?" Remus asked, still skimming through Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

"Right before I came here," James replied, smiling brightly. "Getting revenge for Lily, anyways. Highlight of my day, in fact. Okay, second highlight. First highlight was waking up next to Lily."

"Christ, so you did shag Lily Evans!" Sirius exclaimed. "Lily Evans, the Head-fucking-GIRL! And how chivalrous of you, avenging Lily like that."

James smiled. "No, we just slept together. Like, next to each other. We didn't touch. It was really nice, though."

"I think Prongs is turning into a girl," Remus commented, looking delighted, as he put down his book. "Which is bad, you know, because he's not exactly pretty, if you know what I mean."

"He's never been much of a looker," Sirius added, shaking his head, collecting more cards. "Unlike me."

James propped himself against a pillow and looked away. "You know, she snorts. And she snores. And drools, but only in her sleep."

"Well, then I guess you guys are perfect for each other," Sirius said, going over and getting them some chilled butterbeer. The Marauders stored their stash in a highly-chilled and very large box in their dormitory. James had a mini-one in his, but it was nothing compared to the one Remus, Sirius, and Peter had in their room. Besides, James barely spent any time in his room, except for sleeping. He usually spent his afternoons hanging out with his friends. He threw one to Remus and James each.

"A match made in heaven," Remus agreed, taking a sip of his butterbeer. "Mmm."

"Oh, which reminds me, Lily drank almost all of mine, so I've got to do some restocking. She owes me like a truckload of galleons. Honeydukes tonight?" James asked, looking happy. "But let's also get some candy this time, you have no idea how much my sweet tooth is aching. Honestly, no idea."

"Mine too," Sirius spoke, rubbing his jaw. He started to very, very carefully build a house out of his Exploding Snap playing cards deck. "I thought I had a toothache at first, which seemed like the most plausible reason, but as soon as I found a smidge of chocolate on my chin, I licked it, and my toothache felt instantly better."

Remus wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Come on, Padfoot. Chocolate from your chin? That's disgusting. Anyways, can't say I'm not up for it. I suddenly had a craving for a Chocolate Frog, and I'm still missing a Merlin, but Sirius's story made me lose my hankering. Oh yeah, where's Peter?"

"Isn't he in the library?" Sirius asked, looking up. He had now successfully built the ground floor of his house... without anything exploding! "And chocolate from my chin is perfectly fine. I think I had a doughnut this morning and it lightly grazed my chin, thus the chocolate being there!"

James raised an eyebrow. "Still, wipe it off next time. Who knows where your chin has been. Why's Peter in the library?"

"Ah, yes. He was complaining about how noisy we were." Remus recalled. "Shame, Sirius and I had buckets of fun."

Sirius sniffed, starting to assemble the second floor of his house. "And we were being so quiet, too."

James laughed. "Since when is Exploding Snap a quiet activity? The game itself is louder than a fleet of bloody jets, for Christ's sake! My ears popped as soon as I came in!"

Remus shrugged while Sirius explained, "We have high tolerance for sound." He was so concentrated, his tongue stuck out.

"We have a high tolerance for anything," Remus said, grinning at Sirius. "Anyways, so what happened once you woke up next to Lily?"

"Well, she was still asleep. She was snoring a little bit, too, and drooling. It sounds gross, but it was kind of cute. I thought she was somewhat of a perfect little thing, but she really isn't. Merlin, she looked so sexy... she was sleeping in my shirt, you know. With nothing underneath." James exhaled in happiness as he relived the memory of this morning.

"That's extremely sexy," Sirius agreed.

"Definitely," Remus nodded. "Continue."

"She looked perfect," James said, "I didn't want to wake her up, so I went down to find the house-elves and Lenny whipped up this amazing breakfast. I rushed up the stairs and we had breakfast together, on my bed. We talked for a bit, but she had to go and finish her homework."

"That is beautiful," Sirius commented. "So, what are you naming your kids? Here, when you guys get married you can live in this house I'm building for you!"

James laughed. "Honestly, Sirius, we just had one night together and a little breakfast. Besides, once anyone sets foot in that house, the whole bleeding thing is going to explode and collapse. Nothing's going on besides the fact that we need to work together and take down the Slytherins. I'm still having a little trouble convincing her of that, though. She believes in justice, or whatever. Fairness, too."

Sirius grimaced. "Not one of those... having no pride in Gryffindor whatsoever. Honestly!" He was now on the third floor, hurrah!

"Tell me about it. When she saw my room, I think she freaked out a little bit." James bit his lip.

"Well it is a little overdone," Remus said timidly. "Maroon and gold everywhere. Not a millimeter of another color."

James shrugged. "Can I help it if I have pride for my house? Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Of course not, Prongs. But, it's just... a little too much." Remus slightly cringed.

Sirius smirked. "Well, obviously. But James is so bleeding obsessed with Gryffindor. That's why it's nice, though. Imagine a Head Boy or Quidditch Captain who didn't love his house. Twat."

"Yeah, I know it's nice." James smiled appreciatively. "Glad you don't think I'm a twat, too."

"Nah, only Severus's a twat." Sirius grinned. "I like saying that. Twat, twat, twat. It sounds like quack, but not really."

"Well, don't say it too much, especially in front of females. It's not polite." Remus advised.

"Hey, James," Sirius said. "Do me a favor, next time when you're near Lily, say twat."

"To accomplish what, get me killed?"

Sirius grinned. "Only if we're lucky!"

"I really do wonder what Lily would do if you said twat in front of her. Oh, the possibilities."

James scoffed. "Who knows. She's capable of anything." Speaking of Lily reminded James of something. He grinned. "Hey, have you guys ever heard of a book called Sheer Desires?"