Chapter 18: The Blonde and the Not-so Bomb Shell

"Hello?" Lily called out as she opened the front door. She could smell the aroma of food cooking—chocolate? Cookies most likely. "Mum, Dad, I'm here." Lily called out and heard someone running quickly to the door.

"Lily!" A tall red-haired woman briskly walked over to them, her eyes like Lily's were almond shaped and one was emerald green, the other cerulean blue. "Who may I ask is this?" Mrs. Evans asked and smiled, "I'm Marin Elizabeth Evans, Lily here's mum, and Alfred will be here around midnight dear." Marin gave Lily a quick he's-a-hunk look before leading them to the large cream and off-white color kitchen.

"I'm James Potter, I go to school with Lily," James introduced himself and slipped his hand down Lily's back almost habitually. Lily sighed noticing the newfound pressure, but she did not move to stop him.

"James Potter, eh?" Petunia Evans walked into the kitchen her abnormally long neck popped around the corner. Brilliant. Lily thought as she saw her one-year-older sister. "Hey Lily, isn't he the guy from 'school' who is a freak, like you and your kind--hmm, and well, didn't he get you into very tetchy moods like that?" Petunia snapped her finger and snickered as she said that. "You two used to be able to get into oh-so-epic rows that people would watch, right? And All along he bloody loved you. But you despised him. Too bad isn't it, that you didn't both like eachother—then you could get married and start a family of freaks all of your own" Petunia leered at them and laughed taking a bite of a very red and juicy apple. "Petunia Evans, by the way."

"Petty, stop that right now!" Marin Evans snapped at her blonde-haired and abnormally long necked daughter.

"Mum, c'mon I'm just having a bit of fun!" Petunia chuckled darkly and took another very loud bite of her apple.

"Petunia Isabelle Evans stop right now!" Now, Marin Evans had begun yelling at her daughter, and this was not a common occurrence in the Evans household. "Go to your room now! No phone today or tomorrow and no Vernon Dursley either!" she snapped at her daughter, and Petunia's reaction was priceless, the apple core fell to the floor with a light thud.

"B-but mum this is so not fair!" Petunia whined and cried, she literally cried and promptly stormed and stomped her way upstairs to her room.

"I'm sorry about her James, she's been like that for years. Now, would you two like anything to drink" Mrs. Evans asked and smiled softly, in a caring and very warm way. "I've got some tea if you'd like—it's on the table." She pointed to a small table with a little tea set upon the round surface.

"Was that your sister?" James asked as they sat down at the table, one on each side, Lily simply nodded in response. "Ah—she's a right cow isn't she?" James asked, clearly refering to Petunia's snide attitude.

Lily couldn't help but laugh at this. "Yeah she's something. Something that drives me up one wall and down the other!" She glanced up to see that James was gazing at her, softly…oh why did he have to do that? He looked so…perfect.

Lily took a cup from the tray in front of her and poured herself some tea—she bit her lip after one sip. "Mum, what is in the tea?" Lily asked glancing up at her mother.

"Lily, it's chamomile only difference is that I bought the leaves from a tea leaf shop in downtown London." Marin Evans smiled, "And Lily get this—its organic chamomile tea!"

Lily smiled feeling herself relaxing almost immediately. "Its good—and strong" Lily had a feint feeling that there was something else in the pot of tea—something other than chamomile tea…but whatever it was, it was relaxing.

"Lily?" James asked suddenly as she fell forward her eyes closing. Lily moaned in exhaustion—the second later she fell forward once more, only to be caught around the waist by James.

"Her room's the first on the right…I should've remembered, Lily always falls asleep when we use Gran's tea recipes." Marin shook her head and smiled softly at her exhausted daughter. She watched as James carefully carried Lily to her room. Lily felt the bed under her body and smiled to herself.

"I love you Lily" James whispered to her as he began to pull her sheets and blankets up to cover her. Lily's eyes opened as James's lips brushed against the skin of her forehead.

"James?" She asked softly, causing him to pause immediately. She smiled softly, her eyes flicking up and glancing into his beautiful honey colored eyes.

"Yes what is it?" He asked kneeling down beside her bed, in a moments time her arms were about his neck and she was pulling him in closer and closer until he were but inches from her.

"I won't move on." She told him as she looked deeply into his eyes, she noticed the way they got softer and gleamed in a happy way as she said so. "Because I love you—and I know you love me too." Lily smiled and nodded as she said this. She let out a few incoherent mumbles before speaking clearly once more. "I love you, that's why I flipped earlier about the whole Emily thing." Lily averted her eyes from a moments time, looking back into them to tell him one final thing; "James, I love you."

"Oh that's so sweet," The oh-so-unpleasant and nasally voice of Petunia Evans came from the hallway, she snickered and continued. "Two freaks in love."