Lily sat curled up in front of the fireplace. She had changed out of her soaking T-Shirt and shorts and was clad in a pair of fleece pajama pants and a long sleeved shirt. Her red hair was still damp but was now pulled into a French braid.
"Lily Evans I cannot believe you!" Lily sighed with a small smile as she heard Selene enter the common room.
Selene was wearing extra short shorts and a miniscule tank top. She was drenched from head to toe and had wrapped some boy's sweater around her shoulders as a makeshift towel.
"You are such an idiot for missing out today. I had so much fun. James and Sirius were looking gorgeous and I…" Selene said until Lily cut her off.
Lily put down the book she had been reading and stood up. "Selene, does my hair look dry to you?"
Selene frowned and then shook her head, spraying some small second years with water droplets.
"So you showered, hygiene's good but…you've never had a problem with that before, I would've told you."
Lily made a face. "Stupid, I went to the lake, I was with Sirius and James."
Selene nodded slowly and made her way up the stairs. "Oh, wait!"
Lily turned around to face Selene, who was almost up the stairs. "What?"
"Lucille Vendermelt from Hufflepuff said someone wanted to meet you, some Stephen guy. I don't know. It had something to do with winning a prize…"
Lily smiled. "Thanks Selene."
Selene nodded and Lily dashed out of the common room. She made her way past a group of giggly third year Ravenclaws and James's little friend Peter. She closed herself in the trophy closet when nobody was looking.
"I missed you." She heard a voice say behind her causing her to smile.
"Then why didn't you come say hello while I was down by the lake."
Lily's eyes were adjusting to the dark trophy closet. She smiled even bigger when she saw a familiar face in front of her.
"Stephen, Stephen, Stephen. What have I gotten myself into?" She murmured.
Stephen pulled her into his arms, lovingly placing his chin on top of her head. She pressed her face into his shoulder and embraced him back.
"You know what I was thinking about the other day?" He asked in an almost whisper.
Lily pulled back, flicking a strand of hair out her face to look at him. "Sorry, mind-reading isn't one of my talents."
Stephen laughed and kissed her forehead. "I was remembering when we met. Do you remember?"
Lily nodded. "How could I forget?"
Stephen smiled and pulled her into him again. Lily wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his, loving every minute that she had to spend with her boyfriend.
It had been the previous school year, around December. She was the studious Gryffindor who wanted to be Head Girl and he was the Ravenclaw who had always had a crush on her. But he was a known badass and she had no intention on being associated with him.
They talked a few times and even had some decent conversations. It wasn't anything like what he wanted but just being able to talk to her was worth it to him.
Sixteen-year-old Lily Evans was minding her own business in the Great Hall, finishing some Potions work. The library was too crowded and the common room was too noisy with all the excitement of Christmas being so close. She needed to finish the ingredient list for the Morganic Potion. She didn't notice when Stephen McCormick sat down beside her.
"Busy?" He said, startling her and making her jump.
She raised an eyebrow at him. "Doesn't it look like it?"
He leaned against the table, putting his feet up on the bench that was across from where they were sitting. "With what?"
She was confused as to why this supposed "heartbreaker" was interested in making conversation. "Potions, why?"
Stephen shrugged. "Just curious."
Lily looked up. His eyes were an indescribable color, a mixture of grey, green and blue with flecks of black through out them. She paused for a moment to gaze at them out of pure fascination.
"What are you staring at?" He asked slowly.
Lily shook her head and went back to her homework. "Nothing, it'll sound too weird."
Stephen put a firm hand on Lily's shoulder. "Try me."
She blushed. "Your eyes. They're amazing."
He laughed. "Amazing?"
She shrugged, not wanting to seem crazy. "I like art. They're…unique. I've never seen that color before."
"Have you ever thought about being a painter?"
That got her attention. She laughed out loud.
"What would your parents say if they're wizard son wanted to be an artist, not a dragon trainer or something?"
Stephen nodded. "I see your point."
She gave a sad smile. "Besides, what would I paint? There's nothing inspiring around here."
He gave her a look. "You're in a school for magic and it's not inspiring?"
She shook her head and bit her lip, looking frustrated. He brushed some red hair out of her face. His hand was smooth and soft, unlike what she'd have thought it would be like.
Lily looked back into the eyes that were able to hold her attention better than anything.
"Maybe some things," She murmured as his face got closer and she closed her eyes and didn't refuse what was coming.
Stephen had Lily propped up on a trophy shelf. They had been making out for at least thirty minutes. They mouths were locked and she was in the process of unbuttoning his shirt while his hands were up inside of hers.
She undid the last button and broke the kiss just long enough to plop down from the shelf. Lily tore her shirt over her head and pulled Stephen back into her. She kissed him passionately and clung to his bare shoulders.
No one had any idea about the two of them and their escapades in the trophy closet. No one needed to.
1
James slipped the fresh shirt over his bare chest. The word had spread quickly about him breaking things off with Aretha and it had been the topic of conversation for the last few hours. He didn't think anybody would care, but he was wrong.
James had been looking for Lily since she left the lake. He intended on apologizing Sirius's behavior, but Lily was proving to be much harder to find than he expected.
"Selene?" James called to the girl sitting the most comfortable chair by the fire.
Selene turned around and tossed a flirty smile towards James. "Yes, James?"
He made his way down the stairs to her and stood behind the chair. "Have you seen Lily? I kind of wanted to talk to her."
Selene pulled herself up onto her knees and faced James. "What about?"
James shoved his hands into his pockets. "Something that happened down at the lake, is it really important that you know?"
"Not really. Did you two kiss?"
James rolled his eyes. "Have you seen her or not?"
"Fine, yes, I saw her. She went out to see some Hufflepuff. Ask Lucille Vendermelt, I don't really remember," Selene plopped back down into the chair.
"Thanks," James called over his shoulder as he left the common room.
James was on his way to find Lucille when he was stopped by a loud voice.
"Prongs!"
James turned around and tried not to look annoyed. "What Sirius?"
Sirius had a folded up sheet of paper in his hands. "I was looking to see where Snivilus was so I could go have a good time when I noticed something."
James sighed and tried not to lose his patience. "Which was…"
Sirius flipped open the paper and pointed to a spot. James wasn't surprised to see the Marauders Map. He was surprised to see however, Lily Evans in the trophy closet not far down the hall. She was with Stephen McCormick, no doubt chewing him out for something.
"Evans is going all bitchy on McCormick. I thought it'd be fun to go see what's going on."
James grinned. "Mischief managed," He muttered and pointed his wand at the map, making the ink disappear.
The two friends jogged to the closet and stood anxiously outside, waiting to hear what was going on inside.
"I don't hear any yelling," Sirius said confused.
James shrugged and put a hand on the doorknob and flung it open.
"Bloody hell!" Sirius yelled, attracting many students to the closet entry.
Lily Evans was straddling Stephen McCormick on the floor of the closet. Their shirts were discarded in the back and they were furiously making out of the floor. Stephen was undoing Lily's bra while she was trying to pull his pants off.
"Shit!" Stephen yelled and shoved Lily to the side of the closet.
Lily screamed and grabbed her shirt, not before glaring at James and slamming the door shut.
The crowd of students began to whisper furiously.
"Merlin's beard! Lily-the-Prude Evans?"
"I always knew she was a slut!"
"Damn, she's got quite the set of boobs!"
James turned away and walked from the scene quietly. He didn't like what he saw.
But he couldn't control it.
