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The Next Day
The next morning, Lily woke up, comfortable warmth behind her. She rolled over, smiling slightly, to see James with his arm wrapped around her waist. He was breathing softly and she was loath to get up, seeing as it was the weekend.
The tears had dried with the crust left from sleep. She remembered everything that had happened last night after she left the great hall with Alan.
Jerking slightly, she noticed the bruise that was swelling above James's left eye. That eye wouldn't open for a couple of days, at the very least.
However, that didn't stop his right eye from opening. She looked at him and felt the strange urge to kiss him. When she did, he stirred and rolled over, leaving her feeling bereft of his arm.
She shrugged and got out of bed, rolling her shoulder muscles. A slight sound behind her made her turn around, feeling the blood pool in her cheeks.
James was watching her, confusion in his expression. Reaching around the table for his glasses, he placed them on his head, and continued to stare at her.
"Why didn't you tell me the extent of your injuries, Lils?" he asked his tone of voice suggesting anger and disgust.
She shivered. "Because I didn't want to go into it," she whispered.
He shook his head. "I might have done more than I already have to help you, you know I would have moved heaven and earth to help you," he said, the words seeming to just tumble out of his mouth.
"But this is why I didn't want your help, you might have done something drastic," Lily said, her voice pleading. "Don't do anything, James, it'll just make him worse."
He nodded, shortly, but she could see he didn't mean it. He was still going to hurt Alan…
A/N: okay, I hope you are all happy; a little fluffier than my last few chapters. There is going to be a little more interaction between them from now on. Please review?
Serindraxx