A/N: Right, lots of things to say. Firstly, I don't own anything or anyone from Harry Potter, which belongs to the wonder that is J.K.Rowling. Secondly, Adam is Lily's boyfriend; remember...we met him in chapter one or two, and James and him don't get on because Adam is the seeker for Ravenclaw. Oh, and he is supposed to be called Andrew, typo in the last chapter. Thirdly, I'm getting a really mixed reaction in my reviews, as some people like all the lovey-dovey stuff, while others like the more emo stuff, so I'm going to try and do both...which will be hard. Fourthly, lets give my beta-reader a round of applause ((claps animatedly)) because, I happen to be the worst frigging speller ever, having failed English last year. But enough with the lecturing, the show must go on...

Once again, I have resulted to having to edit her a/n. Oh, and thanks for the compliment! I would hug you…but, yeah you understand! And yes, it pains to say it, but Princess Katie's spelling has a lot to be desired. Then again, I wasn't to good myself for spelling tests in Primary school…didn't study for them. Couldn't be arsed. Oh and Adam; Katie meant to call him Andrew. We'll change it later. If we can be arsed.

SHOCK HORROR Mairi not studying for school ((falls off chair and faints)) thats like a MIRACLE. Wait... I copied you ALL the time in Latin...was it wrong? Maybe that's why I got a D...but never mind, I have a question for my readers, Do I have any male readers cause this is a kind of girly story (as I am a girl and don't know what goes through the mind of our testosterone filled fellows)?

Chapter 6

Lily was in a sticky situation. Here she was, standing in the arms of James Potter her ex-sworn enemy, and had just been caught by her boyfriend, Andrew Murray, kissing James quite passionately. I mean, she had never kissed a boy until she was 16, and now she was two timing boyfriend with his nemesis on the Quidditch Pitch. She was in a very very deep hole, with not very many possible exits.

"A-A-Andrew," she stuttered trying to stay calm, "This is not what it looks like." James looked mildly amused. Lily looked fearful. Andrew looked like he was about to beat the shit out of both of them.

"Oh," Andrew said sarcastically, "My girlfriend sucking the face off another man is fine with me." James suddenly realized what was happening and stared at Lily.

"Please," she went over to Andrew and touched his arm. He pulled it back in disgust.

"Don't touch me you whore," he nearly spat at her. Lily gasped, she'd never been called a derogatory remark before in her life, and it hurt her somewhat . James decided to intervene.

"Don't call her that," James said darkly. Andrew laughed.

"I can call her whatever I want Potter, anyway, she's a bitch, she has no feelings," He replied coldly, crossing his arms across his chest and looking somewhat disappointed. Lily took a step back from him. She looked like she was about to cry. She could just sense what James was about to do next. James took a step forward, hoping to intimidate Andrew, even if only slightly.

"What did you just call her?" James asked angrily, taking another step closer to Andrew, squaring his shoulders and clenching his fists at his side. Lily placed her hand on his arm, applying a little force so that he didn't advance. He cast her a quick look, hoping she could understand what he was thinking. It's going to be alright, just stay out of it.

"I called her a bitch, Merlin. Are you stupid and deaf now?" Andrew said calmly, although the comment was laced with a harsh, biting tone.

"James, don't." Lily placated, pulling hard at his arm. "You don't know your own strength. Just ignore him."

"Lily," James hissed through his teeth, "He just insulted me."

"I never thought I'd see the day when a pureblood took orders from a mudblood," Andrew said dismissively.

"Son of a bitch," James snarled, then pouncing on Andrew. Lily let out a harsh scream, grabbing her wand from her pocket and Summoning the boys' so that they didn't try curse one another. James punched Andrew's chin, as Andrew slammed his fist against James's back. James grabbed Andrew by the waist and flipped him over, pinning him to the ground with his arms and legs.

"JAMES!" shouted Lily, who watched the whole thing in horror. James ignored her.

"Say sorry you bastard," James growled at Andrew, still pinning him to the ground. "Say sorry to Evans. Now."

"No," Andrew replied and spat up at James's face. James elbowed Andrew in the stomach, who groaned in pain. Lily decided to break things up, and threw James off of Andrew with a simple spell. She quickly Leg-Locked each, and pointed her wand at Andrew.

"Get out now," she said in a threateningly way. Andrew stood up, his chin bleeding, and wobbled. "Just get out of here, we're over. Finite Incantatem." Andrew headed for the door. He was about to leave, when he turned on Lily.

"I never knew you liked violent guys," he said spitefully. Lily just raised her eyebrows and pointed the wand at him again.

"Give me a reason not to," she warningly said. Andrew left, mumbling to himself angrily. Lily turned to James, and looked at his slightly bruised formed. He was all crumpled up on the sofa, starring darkly at the spot Andrew had been a few moments before. Lily sat down beside him and started to cry, putting her head on his shoulder. Lily was sad for many reasons. She had never had two people fight over her. She had always thought it would be a great honor, but it wasn't Andrew was bleeding. James was in pain. She didn't know whether to be thankful to James for getting rid of Andrew or to be angry at him for fighting. She had never been a fan of violence. He leaned his head against hers. They sat there for a long time, Lily crying quietly, James breathing heavily, but in total silence, an understanding between them. James was the first to speak.

"Well, that was an interesting way to start the day, I usually go for a run or have a game of Quidditch with the Marauders," Lily smiled and started to play with his hand that was on his lap.

"Are you alright? Nothing hurts, does it?" She asked him. He intertwined his fingers with hers.

"Who me? Nah, I'm used to being hit by bludgers and Sirius. That was nothing."

"But how did you learn that flip over thing?" She asked him, "It was rather impressive." James laughed, but it turned into a painful cough.

"One night, me and Sirius got slightly tipsy and we decided to teach each other self defense, and that just kinda of came up," she laughed.

"You and Sirius are really close."

"Yeah, we fall out and get annoyed at each other one in a while, but he's my best mate, he's like a brother to me."

"I don't really have a best friend." she said, slightly sadly, "I've just got lots of good friends and lots of people who are close to me, but not somebody special," James put his arm around her shoulder and hugged her close to him.

"Well, you've still got me," he said with a grin on his face. She groaned in a playful way.

"Was that…supposed to make me feel any better?" She teased playfully, tapping at a gash on James' cheek that Andrew so that it knitted together, leaving a small, this scar. James stuck his tongue out at her, pushing her off the couch and closing his eyes. "I have homework for Slughorn, and I have a feeling it shall be left to the last minute." Lily scowled at the suggestion, and picked herself off up the floor.

"Well, I'm going to do my Transfiguration essay on Animagi. I'll see you later," she said, heading towards the small study and shutting the door behind her. James glanced at the door with half-open eyes, and kicked his shoes off. His stomach rumbled loudly, and he patted it.

"Food. Need something to eat," James said to himself, picking himself off the couch and padding into the kitchen area. Glancing at the closed study door, he pulled out two bowls and began to make something to eat. Checking the fridge, which was stocked with almost everything needed to make healthy meals, and a few unhealthy items, he began to root around in the vegetable drawer. Pulling out some lettuce, cucumber and tomatoes, he began to make a salad.

"Needs…dressing." Pouring olive oil over the salad, he Summoned ready-made dressing, which knocked over jam jars as it zoomed out of the cupboard. Shit. Scourgify. Reparo. The jams jars knitted together to form perfect jars, and the jam cleared up. Pouring the dressing over the salad, he began to grate some cheese.

"Et voila!" James said happily, only to hear someone laugh at him. Turning around, he saw Sirius sitting in the sink.

"You, my dear Prongsie, are so badly whipped. I didn't even know Evans was into stuff like that. Bet she's got some weird han – oi! The birds! Shit, Prongsie! I was just kidding with you," Sirius yelled, beating away the flock of pigeons rapidly pecking him. He jumped out of the sink, and darted towards entrance. Slamming the door behind him, and pigeons flew heavily into the closing tapestry, and fell to the ground. James waved his wand so that they disappeared, before looking for some forks. Once he had found them, he opened the door to the study and sat down opposite Lily. He glanced at the love-seat strangely over his shoulder, before turning around to Lily.

"Yes?" She asked impatiently, flipping through a large dusty tome, and taking notes. "What is it?" James pushed the salad towards her, leaning back in his chair so that it balanced on two legs, whilst his feet rested on the table. Lily pushed the salad to the side.

"Not hungry. Thanks, though." James shrugged, before spotting his Potion essay on the table next, with a quill lying across the blank parchment. He glanced up at Lily, who was now scribbling furiously on her own essay, and saw two rolls already completed.

"Are you trying to make me do my Potion essay?" He asked, as he landed heavily on the chair, so that all four legs were touching the ground. Lily shrugged, looking up.

"Depends…is it working?" James shook his head, eyeing her salad. "You can have that if you want, I'm not going to eat it."

"And why ever not?"

"Because. I am not hungry. And I still have another foot to go for this essay, and I don't know what to write."

"Here's an idea. If I help you write your essay, you help me write mine for Slughorn," James suggested. Lily nodded, and pointed at James' quill with her own.

"You start writing yours, and I'll go over it and check it. And you do the same with mine. Okay?"

"Deal," James said, shaking her hands across the table and starting on his Potions essay. Five minutes in, he looked up and saw Lily grinning. "Hey! You made me start writing my essay! Dirty trick, Evans. That was a low blow." Lily shrugged, eating her own salad now as her quill checked for any spelling mistakes.

"Finish your essay then. Can't go back on a deal."

"I've got a new deal, and I won't go back on this one." Lily looked up, placing her bowl on the table and leaning across. James tried to keep his gaze at her face, instead of at her chest.

"Well, it involves you, and me and…us engaging in Tonsil Quidditch." Lily laughed leaning in closer.

"Tonsil Quidditch? I never knew I was good at any type of Quidditch; enlighten me Mister Potter…am I good at Tonsil Quidditch?" James grinned leaning in closer so that the pair were touching their noses together.

"Excellent. Best technique I've ever seen," James whispered, as James's quill began to write, unnoticed by the pair.

"Want to double check that?" Lily placed a swift kiss on his lips.

"What would you do if I said…no?" Lily jerked back in surprise, before quirking an eyebrow at James and smirking.

"What would you do if I posted pictures of you doing air guitar to Queen around the school?" James mock-sighed, tapping his fingers on the desk before kissing Lily. He pulled away quickly.

"I'll just have to say yes then, won't I?" He kissed her full on the mouth. She kissed him back and held his hands across the desk.

"Two secs," James gasped, pulling away and standing up. He extended a hand to her, pulling her towards the love seat, where he sat down and kissed her again. He rubbed his hands up and down her back, underneath her tank top. He broke apart the kiss to take his top off. Lily watched in veneration. Once the top was off, James stared down at her smiling. Lily rubbed her hands up and down his toned and well defined stomach, before pulling his head down for more. After a while, James started running his hand up and down her leg, slowly moving upwards each time. He put his legs on either side of her and sat up a bit. He stared down at Lily looking flustered and sexy. He put his hands underneath her top on her stomach and slowly moved his hands upwards, pulling the top up with his hands. Lily lay there looking slightly scared of what James was doing but also slightly excited at what he was doing, not saying a word. He pulled her top over her head. He cupped her chest and kissed her again, massaging her with his hands. Soon James's hands were underneath her bra.

"James," Lily gasped, "please. Stop." James removed his hands from her and sat upright looking confused.

"What?"

"I don't want to do - to do - to do that now. I'm not ready," She said, trying to find the right words for what she as feeling. He smiled and put his forehead on her forehead.

"Do what?" he asked playfully. Lily frowned at him, "Ok, ok. I was just kidding, I don't mind. I can wait." Despite his words, he did sound slightly disappointed. He grabbed his top and handed Lily's hers.

"I'm going to finish that essay, ok? See you later James," Lily said quickly, kissing him swiftly on the cheek and hurrying back into the study.

BTW, in the next chapter…I own the idea of parchment Remus, Sirius and Peter find. It is mine, and if I found you have stolen it, I shall have to spork your eyes out. Merlin, there is pulling three times. Oh non-existent moons of Venus, give me more vocabulary for 'pulling' apart from 'tug', 'drag', 'jerk', 'twitch', 'yank', 'magnetism', 'lure' and 'attract'. And I own Tonsil Quidditch! True, not as easy to say as…Tonsil Hockey/Tennis, but bugger it. As if James would know what hockey/tennis was.

I hope Madame Mairi hasn't been involved in tonsil Quidditch...that's my job in life (just kidding Mairi), but anyway do I have any male readers? See you soon, the show will go on...even if my beta reader keeps adding and taking away its, I mean, ITS MY FUCKING STORY...I love you really Mairi...and OMG have you seen the Harry potter 4 trailers. I mean WOW...ok bye...

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