A/N: Chapter's not so long…I had a bit of writer's block with this one since I really wanted to do the next one which I think is really intense :) So read, enjoy, and be patient for Chapter # 8. Oh- and one more thing. Review!!

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It was the day before Christmas and it had been almost two months since Lily and James had be unknowingly writing to each other. Slowly, they were getting deeper feelings towards the other, and eventually all they could think about was their secret admirer.

Sirius was sitting on one of the common room couches with Janelle lying over his lap; he was stroking her hair gently.

"You know," he said suddenly, "I think I have a real brilliant prank for Christmas this year."

Janelle opened her eyes and smiled, "A prank? On Christmas? Seriously?"

Sirius grinned, and Janelle rolled her eyes, but he said, "Yes. I am very sirius. Want to know what it is?"

Janelle sat up and kissed him on the cheek, "Humor me."

"Ok, here it is," he said quiet excitingly, "I was thinking of charming mistletoe on top of James and Lily."

Janelle laughed loudly, and Sirius looked at her, mildly hurt.

"What?" he asked, smiling.

"You're crazy. If you do that, you're a dead man," she said, "I personally don't want to be dating a corpse, thanks."

Sirius kissed her, "You won't be dating a corpse. But I think it will be quite amusing for the time being. There's this really great charm that I've figured out that not only makes the mistletoe follow the person it's on- but it acts like a magnet to the other person!"

"Oh, Merlin," said Janelle, "That was very creative, though, let me tell you that. You're brilliant when you want to be."

"Oh, don't swell up his ego more than it already is," said Lily, who had just walked into the room.

Janelle jumped and Sirius put a hand on her shoulder, so as to not make it so obvious that they had been talking about her.

Janelle laughed shakily, "I guess so."

Lily looked suspicious, "What's going on?"

Sirius smiled and was quick to reply, "You interrupted our kissing."

Lily didn't seem convinced, but thought better than to argue. She sat down on a spare chair and Janelle looked perturbed. At that moment, James strutted into the common room, looking quite full of himself.

"Hello, Padfoot," he said.

"Why, Prongs, have you been snogging?" asked Sirius, very familiar to the look of satisfaction of James's face.

"I, actually, have not," he replied, much to the surprise of everyone. "I'm saving up for someone special."

Lily's head perked up momentarily out of pure curiosity, but then she continued reading a book she found on the table, remembering she didn't care.

"You're lying," said Sirius.

"I'm not," said James, "Is it so hard to think that I've found a serious girlfriend?"

"But you haven't," he said, "I doubt it."

James sighed, "Well, not yet. But she's great. I'll bet she's a great kisser- and then you'll be sorry, Padfoot."

Sirius grinned, "I'll never care about any other girl while this one's around." He kissed Janelle on the lips, right when Amity was coming down the stairs. Nobody noticed though, seeing as though she went right back up to her dormitory.

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It was around seven o'clock at night that Lily first felt the strong tug coming from her back. She was walking to the library to get done on some of her homework when she felt that a rope was lassoed around her middle. Screaming, she was pulled by an invisible force out of the library. She struggled and pulled at her shirt, trying to see if she could feel the rope, but there was nothing. Students in the hallway looked at her as if she was crazy, but Lily knew she wasn't. There was something pulling her! Now she was going down hallways and stairs, completely at a loss of control over her actions. It was then that the force brought her to the grounds and started shoving her towards the empty Quidditch field.

"What-are-you-doing?!" she cried, digging her ankles into the soil. But it was no use. This force had more power than she did. After five minutes of finally giving up, she finally saw her destination: a seat on the bleachers next to James Potter, who was looking very upset. Ugh! How she hated him! What had he done now?! Was this all his fault?! She was about ready to explode!

It was when she was sat next to him that she finally did.

"POTTER! What is the meaning of this?!" she cried, tied down to the seat by that stupid force.

James glared at her and pointed above his head. There, to Lily's horror, was a mistletoe. She nearly gagged.

"Oh, shut it," he snapped.

"What did you do?" she gasped in disbelief.

"I didn't do any of this you git! But I can bloody well guess who it was."

"Who? Who did it?! I'll kill them! I'll bloody kill them!" she cried, standing up, but the force just pulled her down again with a thud.

"Mr. Black," said James.

"Sirius?" said Lily, "But why?!"

James shrugged, "I suppose he thought it might be amusing."

"Amusing? I don't find this the least bit amusing!"

"Well you can't do anything about it by freaking out. I've figured out that it's not just a regular mistletoe. It's a special one, kudos to Sirius for finding one like this, the prick."

"What do you mean it's not a regular one?" asked Lily worriedly. Would it give them some sort of…disease?

"I mean that, yes, it will stay above my head; but also it will attract you like a magnet. Until we kiss, of course. Which- as long as I can help it- won't happen."

Lily felt slightly hurt, but only for a second. "Well- I don't want to kiss you either, Potter."

Stubbornly, she crossed her arms in front of her and sat facing away from James, her middle section vibrating slightly as if the force wanted to turn her directly to James. Suddenly she felt that vigorous tug again and lost her balance, causing her to fall down two rows of bleachers. She groaned in pain as her lower back started to throb.

"You're very clumsy," said James, who had apparantely gotten up and begun to walk.

"You imbecile!" she hissed, the pain still obvious in her voice.

"It's not my fault that you aren't balanced."

"Not balanced?! I'm tied to you with an invisible rope, for Merlin's sake! How the bloody hell do you expect me to keep my balance if you're moving all over the place without me knowing?!" she bellowed, having already gotten up.

James shrugged, "I thought you were a little know-it-all."

Lily was shaking because of how mad she was- how could she be stuck to Potter?! Sirius was going to be killed. Then the most aggravating question came into her mind.

"WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO SLEEP?!" she screamed, causing birds from the Forbidden Forest to fly out of their trees.

James found this very funny and started to laugh. He clutched his stomach as he doubled over in laughter. Lily kicked him (hard), and this time it was he who fell down rows of bleachers. When he stopped tumbling down he landed face up on one of the bleachers, breathing heavily. He rubbed his shoulder and closed his eyes. This was going to be a pain.

He got up and sat down, Lily unwillingly being dragged next to him.

"You have no sense," he said seriously.

"Me? I have no sense? Coming from you? Oh, please Potter. Don't even start."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm senseless?"

"Yes you're senseless, Potter! You're an arrogant, selfish and annoying ugly arse!"

"Well you're stuck up, pathetic, irritating little prick!"

"I can't stand this! I don't know how, but we're going to get out of this! Right now!"

James raised an eyebrow, "And how do you plan on doing that, you lunatic?"

"I'm not a lunatic."

James lips twitched, but he didn't laugh, somewhat afraid of Lily kicking him down the bleachers again.

"I can't stand you," she said.

"Me neither. So I'm going to sleep," he said, "That way I don't have to listen to your crazy antics. Goodnight."

And so James laid himself across one of the bleachers, but Lily shook him awake.

"Why don't we just go to the common room?"

James rolled his eyes, "Sirius put a charm around the field so that we couldn't get out. Goodnight."

As he laid back down Lily looked at him, her mouth wide open. Sirius had done what?!

That night, Lily couldn't sleep; but James could. She wanted to get out of here so bad. She'd do anything. She wanted the comfort of her own bed. She wanted the warmth of the inside. It was freezing out here and she had to wrap her arms around her to keep whatever body heat she had left. Ok, she was going to leave. But there was only one way. She would have to kiss James Potter right now. While he was sleeping.

Lily crept in front of him and knelt down, her face in front of his. She grimaced. Why did she have to kiss the guy she hated? And why was this so fun for Sirius if he wasn't even here to witness it? His wicked and mysterious mind…Lily took in one deep breath and leaned in.

When her lips met his, she felt almost like a shock went surging through her body. She just wanted to stay there forever. But then she felt something trickling down her back- it was the mistletoe; it had disintegrated. It was bittersweet, she thought, but she didn't know why.

Yet, before she could have one more doubt about what had just happened, she ran down the bleachers and into the castle, where she went into her dormitory and had a restless sleep.

Little did she know that James had been awake the whole time and had felt the same powerful feeling that she had.