Title: A Time For Change
Author Name: DarkForest214
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: "Transforming Thoughts"
Summery: Sequel to "Transforming Thoughts." Follow Lily and James in their new relationship while keeping an eye on their mischievous friends Remus Lupin and Sirius Black.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or Hogwarts School. I did not write this to try and make money. I am not stealing from JKR and the publishing companies and whatnot… I own nothing!
Author's Note: In the spirit of Valentine's Day and because it's my birthday, here's my little gift to you! Oh, and just as a brief warning there is a moment of um...suggestiveness in this chapter, and I hesitate to post it. Apparently I was in a dirty state of mind the day I wrote this chapter…

Chapter Seventeen

Flush

"BLOODY HELL!" James shouted, suddenly awoken from his daze.

"Serves you right for hogging the shower all morning and using up the all hot water," snapped Sirius.

"Well apparently I didn't use all of the hot water, you nearly scolded my backside off," said James as he turned off the water and grabbed a towel. He wrapped it securely around his waist before stepping out. "I must have fallen asleep," he said before shaking his head, sending a spray of water from his hair in every direction.

"Hey, would you watch it?" Sirius proclaimed, trying to shield his face.

"You need it anyways," James shrugged. "Just hurry up so we're not late."

"I would have gotten my shower a half an hour ago if I had known you were just in there sleeping," said Sirius.

James shook his head again before stepping out into the dorm room to get dressed. Sunlight was filtering through the windows and fell lazily on their beds. He looked to Remus's empty bed and sighed. 'Hopefully our friend will be better soon…'

It was a good thing they had a free period this morning because James could tell by the height of the sun that they had missed breakfast. Poor Peter would be miserable until lunchtime.

James had just pulled his pants on when he heard a knock at the door. "I got it," he called out. And with a towel on his head to try and dry his hair he opened the door. A playful grin lit up his face when he saw Lily standing there.

She blushed a little at seeing him bare-chested but leaned forward to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning," she said sweetly. She wasn't ashamed to admit that she was admiring his — rather built — chest and arms. Quidditch had done the boy some good after all!

"I'm sorry about last night," said Lily, interrupting her own train of thoughts before they went too far.

"Oh?" he said, tensing up slightly. He looked utterly charming with a boyish grin, sparkling eyes and a mess of jet black hair peeking out from under the towel. Something about the way he was standing there, just looking at her, made him irresistible.

"The blood was making me nauseous," she explained, unable to take her eyes off him.

"Care to inspect for any cuts?" he asked, smiling mischievously, arms open wide. "You know, just to prove it wasn't my blood."

Lily returned his mischievous grin and stepped into his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her, she smiled and reached up to pull the towel off of his head and ran her hands through his messy hair.

She snuggled up against his bare chest and he leaned forward, resting his forehead against hers. "I'm so glad you're safe," she whispered.

"I'm so glad you're mine," he replied. She smiled and they kissed. 'Why couldn't Potter have been like this before?' She asked herself for the millionth time. She melted in his arms and her knees went weak. He backed her up against the wall kissing her passionately. His kisses moved down to her neck and she let out a sigh as goose bumps broke out all over her chest and arms. She nibbled his ear and his lips returned to hers, her tongue darting out to meet his. His hands trailed from her upper back down to her waist, he pulled her toward her, pressing his body against hers. She ran her hands through his hair and tickled his neck, a low moan escaped his lips and she felt him get hard.

Somehow she managed to suppress her surprise; she was after all — for the most part — innocent. "James," she said softly between kisses. The only way to describe the way she felt at that moment was pure bliss.

"Ahem," Sirius cleared his throat. He was standing in the doorway, eyebrow raised. James and Lily broke apart and stuttered around an explanation.

"We were just…" James started to say, but he trailed off. Lily was a deep shade of red and buried her head in his neck and James wrapped his arms around her as if to shield her form embarrassment.

"Just let me get dressed and I'll be out of your way," said Sirius, shielding his eyes as if to protect his "innocence."

"I'll wait for you downstairs," Lily said as she tried to pull away.

"Stay, it'll only be a moment," said James, holding her back.

She nodded, unable to say much of anything else. Her heart still fluttered, and every time their eyes met her heart seemed to skip a beat. Lily watched as James grabbed a clean shirt and pulled it on. She helped him button up his shirt as he tied his tie. Not even bothering to tuck in his shirt he grabbed a clean robe, his book bag and his shoes and socks.

"We'll visit Moony tonight," said James, stopping in the doorway.

"Can I come?" Lily dared to ask.

James and Sirius exchanged a look and Sirius nodded. "Sure thing, love," said James.

"Thanks," she said with a smile.

The two started out the door but James stopped and said over his shoulder, "Don't forget to wake up Wormtail."

"I'm on it," came Sirius's reply.

Once on the stairs Lily lifted the flap of her book bag and pulled out a blueberry muffin, a bagel and two strips of bacon wrapped in toast all wrapped up nicely in a napkin. "I saved you some breakfast," she smiled.

James draped his arm over her shoulder and with his free hand took the bacon and toast and smiled, "Have I ever told you how wonderful I think you are?"

"You know, I don't think you have," teased Lily. Of course he had told her many times before, but that was before they were dating. Before she even liked him…

He kissed her on the forehead. "You're wonderful," he said.

Lily's cheeks reddened slightly and her stomach fluttered. Was she falling in love? Was she falling in love with someone she used to despise?

James tried not to think about what had happened moments before Sirius had interrupted them as he munched on his toast. Oh, he had enjoyed it, there was no denying that, but when he kissed her… He felt like he never wanted to kiss anyone else. He never wanted to be with anyone else. Was he falling in love? He already knew he was head-over-heels for her, but was it love? At 16 going on 17 is it possible to find the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with?

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and weren't disturbed by the brief moment of truth...'cause let's face it. Teenage boys are horny! R&R please and let me know what you guys think!