Lying to Myself

Chapter 2: He wants sex!

Authors Note: Um…the titles not what you think. lol. I upped the rating already for…obvious reasons.


The next morning Lily walked with Amy to her first class, Charms.

As she entered the room, she happened to pass by the Marauders. James held her eye contact for a moment and said "Hi Evans" as she passed. As if he was doing her a grand favor by noticing her.

She didn't have time to respond, but immediately thoughts started racing in her mind.

"Lucky pigl!" Amy whispered excitedly in her ear, "James Potter said hi to you!"

"Why?" Lily frowned, whispering back, "I didn't say anything to them."

"I know!" Amy grinned.

This just confused Lily further.

As she sat down, she saw him turn and grin at her cheekily. Slowly, carefully, she leaned in to Amy and whispered,

"I—Do you think it's possible that---oh heavens no."

"What?" Amy asked.

"Do you think he's hitting on me?"

Amy turned and saw James glance back again at Lily. This time he winked for her to see.

She turned back to Lily, stunned.

"Absolutely."

"Great."

"Is that a good great or bad "oh no" great?"

"If James Potter is suddenly hitting on me, why do you suppose that'd be?" Lily asked pointedly.

"There's an answer to this question right?" Amy asked cautiously.

Lily nodded.

"Um….he likes you? He wants you to notice him? He….has a new goal in life?" Amy would've kept guessing if Lily hadn't cut her off then,

"He wants sex!"

Amy laughed out loud, but put her hand back over her mouth when Flitwick scorned in her direction.

Lily scowled.

"Sorry Lils," Amy turned red, "It just sounded, well, forward."

"Well!" Lily practically brought her voice above a whisper. "You've heard about all his other girls! Amy, why is he suddenly noticing me? Surely it's not for my intelligence or friendship."

"Oh heck no."

"Usually guys like that like girls like me for only one reason: they're interested in the end result."

"You mean sex?" Amy raised an eyebrow.

"No—yes!"

"So because James Potter is flirting with you he wants to have sex with you?"

"Right."

"But Amos flirts with you. And you don't ever think it's cause of sex. You've allowed yourself to go out with several strange boys before. They didn't know you then."

"Yes, but I didn't know them either…"

"And that's SO much safer," Amy rolled her eyes.

"I'm just saying I know what a guy like James is interested in."

"No you don't."

"Of course I do!"

"Well, why don't we ask him then….?" Amy moved to get up but Lily dragged her back down,

"Are you crazy!" Lily asked hysterically. When everyone else reached for their wands, she robotically picked hers up too. Then she stopped momentarily and watched everyone else practicing spells.

"Did you hear Flitwick give the instructions?"

"No," Amy looked around, "I was listening to you talk about sex."

"I think they're saying 'Teendarium Fartiosa'?"

"No. I haven't heard that one before."

"Oh! That must be 'Wingardium Leviosa'."

Lily's notebook popped off the desk,

"Now as I was saying before…"

"James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, scandalous marauders, don't ever like a girl for her personality or looks. In your, cough very straightforward way, they're only looking for the sex," Amy monotonously repeated.

"Exactly!" Lily turned back to her floating notebook proudly.

A loud poof broke the drone of voices. Lily coughed and wiped away the clouds in front of her desk to find that her floating notebook had turned into red lilies. She snapped her head up and saw James grinning at her. She snarled at him, eyes narrowing. His eyebrows shot up in surprise.

It was his arrogance, his attitude of smugness that got to her. The very thought that he thought she was falling for him like every other dumb girl in the school that made her want to puke in his face.

"Oh, I hate him!" Lily seethed aloud, clenching her fists.

"For a bunch of flowers?" Amy took them in her hands and smelled them then looked at Lily incredulously, "Girl---what have you been smoking lately?"

"Nothing! Amy-I don't want him to like me!" Lily responded a little hysterically. "I hate him! I hate the marauders! They are everything I despise! And I don't want to be their friend either so don't you dare suggest it!"

"You'd be so corrupted," Amy laughed.

"This isn't funny." Lily frowned, "His attention makes me feel very uncomfortable. I need you to help me. I don't want him around stalking me."

"He won't Lily!" Amy smiled, "Once he knows you aren't interested, he'll move on. Trust me."

"Good," Lily felt a little more comforted. "You understand though, right?"

"I do," Amy nodded. She hugged Lily quickly, "I got your back. I won't let James get near you."


"Hey Evans! Whatcha doing?"

Lily jumped sharply as his head appeared next to hers.

"You're in my personal space."

"And that's bad how?"

Just IGNORE him, she tried to think rationally. For a few more seconds, he lingered near her face till she reached up and swatted him away angrily. He just laughed.

"Did you like the lilies?"

Lily wanted him to leave so much. She chose to continue ignoring him, but found white circles appearing where she was trying to read her homework.

James Potter swayed near her for a few minutes and then abruptly sat next to her, facing his body in her general direction.

"I didn't say you could sit down," Lily's eyes narrowed, finally turning to face him.

"It's the Great Hall. I can sit where I want. Right now I want to sit right here."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"That's fine. I'll just sit quietly."

"And stalk me out?" Lily gathered her books together to stand up, "No thank you."

"Wait!" James stood when she did, "I wasn't trying to be rude. I was trying to make conversation."

"Yes, I see that," Lily rolled her eyes.

"Let me start again!" He held out his hand to introduce himself. She looked from his hand to his face. Slowly, reluctantly, she took it, thinking she'd have to wash her hands well later. Who knows where this things been!

"Good morning ma'am. Ma name is James. James Potter. What say ye we get to know each other a little better?" He winked…..once again.

Lily dropped his hand as if it'd caught fire. He was such a…a….GUY!

"No thank you!" She whirled on her feet and headed for the door.

"Oh c'mon!" He yelled at her retreating back.

"I'd rather die," Lily spat out to no one in particular.


"You failed."

"What are you talking about?" Amy looked astonishingly confused.

"James! He tried to seduce me this afternoon," Lily groaned, "You weren't there to stop him. It was horrible."

Hannah smiled,

"Just enjoy his affections Lily. He'll probably stop by the end of this week."

Lily looked over at the plotting marauders and gulped, downing some milk.

"I hope so. He's giving me a headache."

"Who is?" Amos wrapped his arms around Lily and Molly, appearing suddenly. Molly shrugged him off.

"James," Amy answered, "He's decided to focus his womanizing affections on Lily for some reason and she doesn't like it. She doesn't like him."

"Do you like him?" Amos asked.

"No. He's funny sometimes of course."

"But he's a jerk," Lily scowled.

Amy, Molly and Hannah nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I guess it would appear so sometimes," Amos frowned, "Well, I'm awful sorry about that. But don't you worry about his intentions. He may be a dyke sometimes but he's very respectable."

"You tell that to his flavor from last year, Marilyn," Lily raised an eyebrow. "I don't want to be her. I don't want to be one of those girls. Just another one of his statistics."

"Oh Lils, you're special," Amos flashed her a wonderful smile, "James doesn't know anything about that. Nor do any of the other marauders for that reason."

"Only you can say yes Lily," said Amy.

"He'll leave me alone soon?" Lily looked hopeful, already glad that James was no longer staring at her.

"You can count on it," Amos nodded, "He'll find another girl to be his flavor. And you'll still be special."

Lily liked that. It made her feel more comfortable about James' affections. They were fleeting, meaningless. He couldn't harm her that way unless she let him. She was special.


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