Romance Awareness - Once you meet your soulmate you're literally stuck to each other for the rest of the day.
Writing Club: Marauder Era Het - 25. JamesNarcissa
Angel's Arcade - Lin Kuel - Frost: (word) cold, (character) Narcissa Malfoy, (location) London
Book Club - Nick: (scenario) an affair, (trait) risk-taking, (colour) navy blue
Warning for infidelity and implied smut.
To clarify, this is a Muggle!AU, I apologize for how poorly written it is; I was in a hurry...
James thought he'd been in love with Lily. He thought he was.
So why was he stuck to Narcissa Black?
Right. Because he wasn't soulmates with the love of his life, he was soulmates with one of his enemies.
At least Narcissa wasn't completely detestable.
But she was annoyingly pretty, with her sleek blonde hair and sharp, icy eyes. She was the envy of anyone who had looked at her twice, and James had gotten several.
And his love for Lily slowly started to melt.
Oh shit. The only way to break the spell was to kiss.
It's not that he didn't want to kiss Narcissa, but he felt like he would be unfaithful to his love for Lily. They were finally dating, and the last thing he wanted to do was risk her wrath.
It was supposed to be one kiss, just to break the spell, and they were supposed to go their separate ways. He was supposed to marry Lily, and she was going to marry Lucius Malfoy.
So why was she pinned underneath him, her mouth devouring his hungrily and her breasts pressing into his chest?
This felt wrong. But at the same time, it felt so utterly right.
"I hate you," she whispered as he sucked her nipple, tongue languidly licking the mound.
"I hate you too," he retorted, increasing his ministrations, and Narcissa threw her head back and released a moan.
That was it. They were never to speak of that night again, never mention to anyone. It was a one-time thing.
But they ran into each other in London. She was out shopping, he was out for a jog. And something just passed between them, of that night.
James knew she was remembering it too.
His eyes roved up and down her body. She was wearing a navy-blue dress that hugged her curves almost sinfully, almost as if she was inviting him to tear it off of her, as he had done that night.
Fuck.
"My place is empty," he managed to say, pure desire coursing through him.
She was gazing at him through lust-filled eyes. "Let's go, then," she purred.
They barely managed to close the door before James pushed her against the door and caught her lips.
Narcissa's slim fingers made quick work of his shirt and smoothly pushed down his pants. He, in turn, started tugging at her dress.
"Zipper," she gasped between kisses, and in his lust-filled haze he somehow pulled away from her and pulled down the zipper.
"I'm not wearing any panties," she informed him, and James grinned. Excellent.
It took Lily about a month to find out. She caught them in James's bedroom, tangled around each other. She had burst into tears, shouting angrily at James before storming out. When James tried to call her, it was Marlene who had picked up and made some rather nasty threats before hanging up on him.
Meanwhile, Lucius was still painfully oblivious. It took him a month longer than Lily to find out, and when he did, he wasn't as upset. Turns out, he'd been having an affair as well and happily broke off the engagement.
James felt guilty, but he had Narcissa, and that's all he needed.
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