A/NOkay this story was meant to be a one shot but several people wanted me to carry on so…….I hope they like this!
"This was sooo not a good idea." James groans, flattening himself against the cold window as a girl with what looks suspiciously like a live hinkypunk in he arms, runs by-squealing. She doesn't spot him; covered over by the thick velvet curtains as he is, and he relaxes again, breathing out.
"Oh shut it. She'll be dead pleased when she finds out you're here- just wait!" Sirius stage whispers to him from the suit of armour behind which he is concealed.
James can't believe Sirius has managed to cajole him into going on another one of his hair-brained schemes. It's alright for Sirius, he hasn't anything to lose…
"Here she comes now!"
James cranes his head round the curtain to see where Sirius is pointing. He clutches the wrapped present tighter, ready to spring out and surprise her, as the plan goes. He spots a flash of red and a high pitched giggle and closes his eyes, sending a quick prayer to whichever gods may be listening.
The footsteps come closer and Sirius crouches, ready to spring, behind the suit of armour. James counts to ten slowly, under his breath. He is having difficulty breathing. He wipes a hand across his forehead, his head spinning. Just a few more…
CRASH!
James looks to the side to see Sirius crash landing on the tiled floor accompanied by various pieces of armour and- curiously- with his face covered by a decorated helmet.
"What the-?" Lily exclaims, jumping out the way. She looks in alarm at the body on the floor, her shocked expression turning to one of anger as she registers who it is.
"James Potter! I know you're here somewhere! GET. OUT. NOW."
James climbs out from behind the curtain, glaring at Sirius's- hopefully badly damaged- body on the floor. He appears to be stirring- pity…
His face is so bright red he can feel it burning. He can't meet Lily's eyes.
"WHAT do you think you are doing gate crashing MY party?" She says the words very slowly, her eyes levelled on James's, both of them ignoring Sirius on the floor and the girls standing around giggling.
"I just…wanted to…" James's voice trails off and he looks away.
"Wanted to what?" Lily's voice is crisp, icy. "Wanted to wish me happy birthday? How very sweet of you James but I'm afraid you weren't on the invite list and I think you know why!"
"Look!" Shouted James, exasperated and upset. He can't believe Sirius has messed this up for him too. He notices out of the corner of his eye, Sirius sitting up and removing his helmet- to the pleasure of lily's giggling associates.
James hates how Sirius has so much sex appeal. All he has was Quidditch. And that isn't too useful when trying to date a girl.
"Are you shouting at me?" Lily's incredulous expression sends James's hands straight to his hair. She crosses her arms across her chest and eyes him dangerously.
"No." James says humbly, looking at the floor."
"Well then what?" Lily is impatient to get back to her party and put this behind her. She has no time for Potters irritating attempts to show her up.
"I just wanted to…" James gulps, "- to give you…this." He holds out the small wrapped package and reddens as all the girls coo "Awwww."
Lily's face softens as she accepts the gift.
"Well…thanks." She says. She feels a bit bad now but still! His manner of entrance was hardly gentlemanly.
"Soooo." Sirius jumps to his feet and puts his arm round Lily. "Since you seem to appreciate this gesture of friendship, might you allow us entrance to your- may I say- woefully in need of livening, part-ay?"
Lily smiles and wriggles out from under his arm. Lucky thing too- thinks James, or he would have to have intervened.
"Nice try Black. But no thanks, we don't need your kind of entertainment."
The girls behind her let out an audible sigh of disappointment. Sirius grins at them, turning his attention away from Lily, who turns to James- exasperated.
James shrugs with a what-can-you-do? Expression. He is staying well out of this. He's already in the dog house- he has no desire to increase his stay with misguided attempts of loyalty towards Sirius, who seems less than inclined to be loyal towards James.
"So laydeez." Sirius drawls, putting his arm round two of the girls, who blush and giggle. "You want me to stay- don't you?"
"Spare me." Lily says under her breath. The girls giggle and nod in agreement.
Sirius sends a thumbs up towards James and winks at Lily.
"Seems the vote's against you Evans."
Lily sighs. How easily her fellow students are overcome. But still, it might be sort of fun…
"Oh alright." She sighs, pretending to be deeply incensed. James beams with poorly disguised delight and he and Sirius high five. Lily raises her eyebrow and James blushes again and smiles at her bashfully.
Sirius turns to the gaggle of girls with a critical eye.
"Alright then. Which of you lovely girls is Skye?"
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James sits in the corner, wedged between a bookshelf stuffed with books on dromedaries and a large, grinning clock. He sips his punch nervously, his eyes darting around. The main part of the plan was figuring out getting here. Well, now he's here he isn't really sure what to do.
Dancing is going on in the next room. He spots Sirius and a dark haired girl (damn he had said she was blonde!) dancing very closely, Sirius's hands darting around her gyrating hips. James sighs. Why is it so easy for some?
A tiny third year walks up to him, her eyebrow raised in what James can only assume is an alluring and sexy manner. He has been out of the scope so long even a handshake might be interpreted as a sign.
He looks bleakly at the third year and shakes his head. She pouts and is instantly swept away by a boy several years older than himself.
Is this what his life is to be like from now on? James wonders self-pityingly, babysitting sexually active five year olds?
How very pitiful.
"well this is disappointing. You break into my party, then don't' even pretend to be enjoying it." James looks up to see Lily standing next to him, sipping a glass of bubbly green stuff and smiling, her eyes wide.
"I-"
He hasn't time to finish before Lily pulls him to his feet and drags him into the dancing room. It is only when she leans in very close to him that he realises that Lily is very, most definitely, drunk.
Oh.
James wonders what the next course of action should be. If he was a decent respectable sort of fellow he would remove her arms from where they were wound around his neck and escort her to her bedroom, where he would shut the door before returning to his own bedroom where he would sip champagne and watch nature programmes. But then again…
He watches as Sirius drags Skye into an armchair and starts kissing her ferociously.
Screw it. He is just- if not more, due to endurance without- as hormonal and aroused as Sirius. He deserves this. He needs this.
James, very determinedly, pulls Lily's body closer to his own. He moves his hands down her slim torso to hover around her waist. She moans softly and turns to face him. His eyes lock into hers- like that stuff she was drinking earlier they sparkle and shine, seem to drag James into their depths. He leans in closer inhaling her scent. Her hands grip his hair as slowly, carefully their lips touch…
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James sits up, wincing. He has a splitting headache and an unexplainable pain under his leg. He puts his hands out to find his glasses and jumps. He felt something. Something which is most definitely not his glasses. He quickly pulls them out from under where he is lying on them (explaining the pain in his leg) and puts them on.
"Oh hell." James whispers softly.
There next to him, on a bed that is most definitely not his own, is Lily Evans.
What do you think? Should it continue? Or just stay like this. Let me know.
Zellahxx