James potter was bored. Transfiguration had always been a particularly easy subject for him. And today the subject of animagi was especially untaxing. It'd been two years since padfoot, wormtail and he had perfected the art, somewhat illegally, to help soften the horrific transformations of the fourth marauder Remus lupin. Potter entertained himself by glancing over to the other side of the room at his counterpart as head student, Lilly Evans. Over the past six months or so their once frost relationship had mellowed into a friendship. And whilst he was happy to be on speaking terms, and sharing the heads dorms with her, he yearned for the relationship to be more than friendship.

Since he first set eyes upon her seven years ago, on his first trip on the Hogwarts express, he knew she was the only girl for him. Unfortunately, she did not share the view. And six years of rebuffs and rebukes had hardened potter against her dismissal of his outpourings of emotion to her. In recent years she had become a subject of wider male attention with the arrival of a body that, as he once drunkenly put it, could melt butter from across the room. Lilly was embarrassed by her voluptuous figure. About a year ago she returned to Hogwarts to the unwelcome realisation that her robes no longer hid her rather large breasts. Upon realising this she had feared the worst for the torment from potter. Yet he, and he alone from the especially letchy boy population of Hogwarts, had carefully avoided the subject of her body. Referring only once to it drunkenly shouting, he loved herself not her body. Yet as potter sat daydreaming through McGonagall's lecture on the dangers of being an illegal animagi he found his gaze inescapably drawn to the up and down of her chest as she breathed.

Lilly felt the hairs on the back of her neck prick up, and turned around to see James potters hazel eyes staring vacantly in her direction, as soon as their eyes met she felt a flush cover her cheeks, and saw a red hue taint the face of the head boy. A year ago she would have glared at him for simply looking at her, but he had deflated his head, and she had grown fond of him, and on one alarming occasion woken with a start after crystal clear dreams of waking up with him spooned around her his hands wrapped around her. Evans suddenly realised she was still staring at him, smiled and turned away.

James' mind was racing, he knew Lilly and he had become closer, an inevitability of their headship of the school. But the slight look of lust that skipped across her face as their eyes met had sent a shock to his very core. The bell rang and shook potter from his confusion. as McGonagall dismissed the class.

"Lilly"

She spun around on her heel, being only 5 foot tall she was dwarfed by most of the seventh years, she looked up at James, more than a foot above her.

"yes potter"

Whilst once 'Potter' had been a frosty insult, now it had become more a term of endearment

"look, Lilly, I know over the years I asked you out in, frankly, stupid ways. I embarrassed you and was a knobhead. And I don't want to ruin the friendship. But when I look into your eyes, I know I want to be more than that. So, what I'm getting at, is. Wouldyouliketogooutwithmeatsomepoint?"

Lilly's breath caught in her throat, there had been hundreds of occasions when James had asked her out. Most had been crass and often catastrophically mistimed. But this was different, the corridor was now deserted, and as she looked into his eye, she could see a whirlwind of emotion; hope, fear and love. She suddenly realised that this was what she wanted. Emotion welled up. Merlin she'd been an idiot, how hadn't she realised. He was perfect, he was funny, knowledgeable and just about the only student at Hogwarts that could academically spar on her level. And she couldn't deny that the hours upon hours of quidditch practice had worked wonders for his physique. She turned up to look straight into his eyes

"yes, god yes James. I'd love to"

And with that she leaned in, wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deftly on the cheek.

James was lost for words; seven years 198 attempts and she'd said yes. And as she leaned in, he felt her breasts press into his abdomen, the smell of strawberry's and fresh parchment filling his nostrils, he felt her soft lips press against his jaw before they were gone. She looked expectantly up at him as he struggled to regain his voice and calm the fire that had broken out in his trousers.

"erm… so how does tonight sound? Seven? If you don't mind a little adventure?"

"seven sounds lovely James, you'll make a marauder of me yet"

The joke bumped James' mind into life

"well I wouldn't want to taint you unblemished record Evans, but wonderful though Hogwarts is, it doesn't have many things such a beautiful woman as yourself should expect from a date"

Lilly again blushed, she was used to James' longwinded compliments, this one felt different, more genuine. She had almost missed them. James had backed off recently, keen to develop their friendship, but as he did that Lilly had come to realise, however much she tried to deny it, he did genuinely like, or even love, her. Usually the most romantic things she got was from the male population of Hogwarts was 'alright love, get those tits out' Lilly had always been slightly ashamed of her body, she was short. Much shorter than most fifth years. And she had always carried a bit of timber, she wasn't fat, but she was certainly on the curvier side. This had had a dramatic effect on her breasts, they had grown rather considerably during fifth year and she wore her school robes in all seasons to keep attention to a minimum. It was one of the things that had initially made her change her mind. Before the only male attention she had was from desperate looking lads she'd never met and James incessant nagging. But with the change to her body the desperate lads had changed into purvey blokes who 'only wanted somewhere to look whilst she spoke to them' as Alice prewet had so deftly put it. Then there was James. He had remained constant through. Although she had once caught him, mouth slightly agape as she ran down some stairs. She smiled at the shock on his face, Lilly Evans was dragged from her self-depreciation by the statue of the alchemist Nicholas Fleming, who stood guardien to the heads common room. She gave the password 'silver arrow', it'd been James month to choose the password.

She ran up to her bedroom and looked at the muggle alarm clock on her bedside table, half four. She had two and a half hours to get ready. She wanted to wow him.

James potter paced around the heads common room, he had put on a smart shirt and navy jumper, with dark blue jeans. He looked at the clock 6:58. What if Lilly had been joking, what if she was making him pay for all the times, he had embarrassed her? He heard the door to the head girl's bedroom close, and down the stairs.

Lilly had gone for no makeup, remembering overhearing James' complaining that if girls did without makeup, they were almost universally prettier. She was wearing a flowered dress, as low cut as she had, it stopped a few inches above her knees. It showed of her breasts perfectly, the dress hugged her figure, she reached the bottom of the stairs, smiled at the shocked look on the face of potter. She made a pirouette in front of him.

"so. Where to James?"

James shook himself and answered in an embarrassingly feeble voice

"you look wonderful Lilly"

He coughed

"that is. Your beautiful" he added in a now far too deep voice

"sorry I just…."

Lilly looked into his eyes, a red hue on his face. Stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. The second their lips touched something happened in both of them. A carnal desire took over. It felt like 30,000 volts was coursing through them both. James put a hand in her hair, Lilly wrapped her arms around his torso, pulling James into her. She felt his hard body into her soft one. James extracted his hands from her hair and moved his arms down her side, inches from her now heaving tits, he stopped, in the small of her back. The two staggered, eyes closed, against a wall. James moved his hands down, over her round hips and back onto her arse, he lifted her up, to his eye level they broke of, James staring into lily's enchanting green eyes.

"you know, James, we wouldn't break any rules if we stayed here tonight"

The husk in her voice and suggestive wink was all James needed he carried the love of his life over of the sofa, sitting down with Lilly straddling his now throbbing manhood, her dress apart and her heaving chest inches from James face, she leaned down deepening the kiss again, pressing her tongue against James' biting on his lips, suddenly he broke off, biting softly at her neck, as she ran her fingers up the back of his shirt, unconsciously undoing the buttons. James looked hungrily at her and slowly took down the zip that ran the length of the front of her dress, the dress joined his shirt on the floor. Still kissing, their hands exploring each other, but James' never going anywhere improper. Lilly quickly changed this. She took is hands from the slight love handles she had always been keen to hide, she slowly ran them up, over her stomach to her bra, leaving his hands their whilst she removed the clasp along her back. Their lips never separating. She removed the bra, James thumbs massaging her pert nipples, a shiver ran through Lilly. Meer hours ago, she had but considered James a friend. Now he was sending waves of pleasure through her body, she could feel the rock solid appendage within James trousers.

This brought her to her senses, she pulled back, looking James in the eye.

"look, James, I want this, god I do. But shouldn't we wait? if were mint for each other, shouldn't we do it slower?"

"your probably right Lilly flower. I got carried away, all these years of loving you just flew out"

Suddenly, he was very aware of her nakedness

"no James, you didn't, we both knew what we were doing, can we just sit and cuddle, god knows the worlds mad at the minute, but in your arms, it just felt right"

James looked down into the eyes of the most beautiful girl now underneath him. He picked his wand up off the side, conjuring a duvet to pull over them, Lilly span round, her derriere now pressed firmly against his crotch, he wrapped a hand around her belly, pulling her close, and another resting on her breasts. It was only nine, early for bed, but he couldn't believe how two hours had flown buy, and within minutes Lilly's breath had settled to a deep even rhythm, and minutes later James dropped off, planning out their future. And how he would tell the rest of the marauders, after seven years of pining he wanted to talk, as much as explore her heart stopping body, about the future. And as they lay there, entwined James smiled, finally she felt about him how he had felt about her since they met in 1970