A/N: This chapter is a little shorter, sorry about that.

I post the story one night, I get up in the morning and there's like 15 people following, favoriting this story and/or me, and right now, I'm like ecstatic. You guys are like my favorite people, did ya know what?

And I must address something. A review in fact, and I loved it. "Fannnnnnn:Update fast please! Make it hot!" Well, sweetheart, you get what you asked for. Sexual tension will be released before this fic is over, but it can't be too hot because this is rated T.

This is going to go into the holidays for them, so it might be longer than 3 chapters.

"Lily, really, I know you're a hard thinker and you spend a lot of your time thinking, but honestly, could you please talk? You're making us rather nervous with how quiet you are," Marly says to me, and I nod my head, but I don't say anything. I also don't eat anything; I haven't the stomach for it.

It's not that the idea of falling in love with James it nauseating, it's just nerve wracking. I've spent 6 years despising him and everything that came with him. But now, I'm not so sure…

And that's what's getting me nauseas. The fact that I don't know.

"Hello, ladies,"

Oh Merlin, no! Not Sirius! That means that-

"Hello, Flower," says that same deep, husky voice again just by my ear again, and I know I'm screwed. I'm screwed left and right.

Of course James has to show his face right now. He has to make me even more nervous. It's just what he does, and frankly, sometimes it pisses me off.

For example; right now.

He doesn't sit next to me, oh no. He sits in front of me, so every time I look up, I see him. Damn, he's good! And I can't just not look up and stare at my plate all night. Well, I could, but Marly notices everything, and if I were to do that, she would all nonchalantly ask me why I was so nervous, and then James would ever so kind enough to announce the sexual tension that seems only apparent in me.

So I go for facing my fears (not really fears, but I haven't another way to explain it), because it will end better in the long run.

I think.

"So what are you all doing for the holidays?" Mary asks all of us, "My mum is taking me to see my grandparents in Spain,"

After Mary finishes, Marly is the first to answer.

"Me, Sirius, Dorcas, James, Peter, and Remus are all staking out at James' place," She says, and I know what's coming, "How about you come with us, Lily?"

I look up at her with a strange expression, "Marly you know I have to go home. Engagement party, remember?" Although, the idea sounds tempting because I'd rather spend the holidays with them and not Petunia and her whale like fiancée, I'm not sure how 3 weeks with James and no distractions will help my ever growing emotions.

"Oh, come on, Lily," Marly rolls her eyes, "You and I both know you'd rather spend it with us than that prune Petunia and gorilla Dursley,"

Sirius howls in laughter and James chokes on his pumpkin juice. Apparently Marlene's comment is rather funny to them. (Though her choice of words are perfect!)

I laugh myself and smile a little, "I don't know, Marly,"

"Oh, please, Flower," James says with a smirk and I glare at him. If he goes further, he might just earn him a slap or a hex. "Come on,"

I look at him for a second, then sigh and take a drink of water, "Fine,"

"Yes!" Marlene does a sort of happy dance in her seat for a few moments, earning a few concerned glances from teachers and staff.

Dinner is over and we begin to walk back to our dorms, though James and I split off at the 4th floor because we go a different way to the head dorm.

We walk in silence before James says rather triumphantly, "Marly said it would take me to convince you to stay with us over the holidays,"

I snort because it might distract him from my blushing, "Marly thinks that guys can do anything, I'm not surprised,"

"She had a point, though, Flower," James says as we get to the portrait hole. He says the password and enters, "You looked dead set on saying no until I interjected,"

I roll my eyes, but I know he has a point. I did practically melt under his gaze, "Does it really matter?" I ask him as I begin to head to my dorm just beside his, though he stops me by suddenly placing his hand on the small of back gently, though he knows it will send chills through me and my body tenses and my eyes snap shut again. When he speaks, I can hear the smirk in his voice.

"It just further proves to me that your feelings for me have changed, and the sexual tension has increased,"