Disclaimer: No, I am not that very talented woman so I shall just have to remain being a puppeteer by borrowing her fabulous creations though I bags owning all the characters that aren't recognized.

Chapter 3: Raspberry Margarita's

"Excuse me sir, we have arrived," The driver announced as he stood up, walked around to the other side of the car, and opened the door for us to get out. I could see the line of people waiting to enter, trying to get a better look at who was exiting from the limo.

"Thank you Cusburt," James said, exiting the car and helping me out. Still holding my hand, he lead me towards the bouncer at the door which had the words 'Disco Butterfly' written above it in neon lights.

"Don't we have to go at the back of the line?" I asked as we approached the bouncer.

"Depends on what mood the bouncers in," he replied.

"Hey, can we go in?" he asked the bouncer. The instant his voice escaped, the bouncer's eyes seemed to fog over.

"Id please," he said in a far away voice. I rummaged in the handbag I borrowed from Penelope to find my wallet where my fake id was stored. I took it out and held it next to my face so he could match my face to my photo.

"Fine, go on in," he grunted, not even looking at our ids and causing the people at the front of the line to yell angrily at us.

"Come on!" James said excitedly, taking my hand and pulling me inside, while dodging people at the same time.

He pulled me out onto the dance floor and we began dancing to the really hip beat.

"What's this song called? It must be French coz I've never heard it before!" He yelled over the music. I just laughed and replied

"James, its American!"

"Oh" was his only response.

The band finished the song off with a bang and we both turned around to face the band and clapped.

"You want to get a drink?" James yelled as the band started up into another fast song.

"Sure!"

We made our way over to the bar where a 24 year old guy was serving.

"Hi, can I please have one beer and whatever this lovely lady wants," James said to the man.

"Miss?" the waiter asked, waiting for me to order.

"Um, okay, could I please have a Raspberry Margarita?" I asked him

"Coming right up," he replied as we sat down on some stools a little further along the bar.

"This place is awesome!" James exclaimed, looking round the place, "And you can drink in France if you're seventeen or over! I love this country!"

"Haha!" I responded as the waiter came back with our drinks. James past me mine and I graciously took it from him before taking a sip of the lush's red drink.

We sat there talking a bit longer, before the band started up another song, which, James insisted, that we danced to. He lifted me off my chair, placed me gently on the ground, before heading off with his arm around my back, leading me towards the floor.

The music, I had to admit, was quite catchy, and we were dancing like pros by the end off it. The band switched to a slow song, so I was expecting James to lead me off the floor, back to our drinks, but I was pleasantly surprised when he took my hands and placed them around his neck and put his hands around the bottom of my back.

I must confess, it did feel rather nice.

Some time later, it could have been hours, though it felt like seconds, the music stopped. I dropped my arms and stared up at him.

"We should get back to our drinks," James said and we headed back over there. I picked up my drink and had a sip. It tasted a little different then I last tasted it, but I had only had a sip so I didn't think anything of it.

"Wow, beer actually tastes good!" James said, smacking his lips.

"Why do you say that? What do you usually drink?" I asked, taking another sip.

"Well, I had a glass of some English drink when I was 15 but apart from that, this is my first legal drink,"

"Haha mine too," I said, finishing off my drink.

"You want to go and hit the dance floor again?" James asked, as he too finished off his drink.

"Sure!" I said, jumping off my chair and then falling onto the ground.

"Lily!" James yelled, jumping off his chair and down to wear I was laying on the floor.

"Uhhh James," I groaned trying to sit up, but falling flat down on the floor.

"Here," he said, taking my left arm and putting it round his neck and helped me to stand up.

"Lily, are you okay?" James asked me when I was standing up without need of support.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I yelled, though I did feel a little funny.

"You sure?" he asked me, looking concerned

"Course silly! Come on, let's BOOGIE!" I screamed over the crowd and danced over to the middle of the dance floor with James following close behind me.

I had never felt so high in my life. I felt like I was invincible, and I was having the time of my life.

"You sure look like you're having fun," James said, dancing closer and closer to me. I looked over him and saw a second head grow out of his shoulder.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!" I screamed, trying to back away from him, but I found myself surrounded by James in every direction. They were closing in on me, and fast.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed, but they still came closer.

"LILY! Lily, Liiiiiiiiiiiiilyyyyyyyyyyy," voices echoed around my head, well at least I thought they were in my head.

"Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiilyyyyyyyyyyyyy! What's wrong Liiiiiiiiiiiilyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?"

I tried to push them away, but my hands went write through them. I wanted to fly away, leaving them all behind. I needed to fly.

I ran through another when I spotted a flight of stairs that lead to the heavens. I gladly jumped onto them and ran up them. I stumbled on a couple but I knew when I started to fly, everything would be fine.

"Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiilyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Come back Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiilyyyyyyyyyyyy," they voices yelled up at me from the bottom of the stairs.

"NEVER! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! I'M GOING TO BE FREE!" I screamed down at them and continued to climb up the stairs, towards the clouds.

I scrambled up, holding a vine to keep me from falling all the way down there into their clutches. I finally reached the top and ran over to the other side of the cloud.

'This is it," I thought to myself 'One step till I'm flying. One step until I'm FREE!'

I lifted up my arms and felt the wind rush against my face. I carefully lifted one leg to step forward. I was about to lift the wait off my other leg when a pair of strong hands wrapped themselves around my waist.

I started fighting, pushing them away, but they were drowning all of my energy.

"HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!" I screamed, beating my fists against their arms that were holding me. They pulled me down to the ground, through the clouds, and onto the ground.

"Lily! LILY!" someone was yelling, slapping my face.

That was the last thing I remembered before everything went black…

-:-

Its about 11am and I'm sitting on my couch in my hotel room, with my head in my hands. That date, sure wasn't the best I'd ever been on. But, I guess its not every day that when you go on a date that you're girlfriend is drugged.

Okay, I know I promised my parents I would act like a muggle on this holiday, but it was an emergency.

I carried her down off the roof of the nightclub and walked back through the nightclub (Thankfully, nobody asked any questions as they all thought she was smashed) and down to the ally way next door where I apparated us back to my hotel room.

I put her down on my bed and came out and sat on the couch so I could think. But, I haven't been so far.

I conjured up a dictionary of muggle drugs so I could see if any matched her behavior. Of course, her behavior could also be linked to alcohol, but she only had one Raspberry Margarita.

So far, I have come up with a list of drugs that could explain her symptoms which were numbness, loss of coordination and by the looks of it hallucinations. There could be more but I wouldn't know until she woke up. But one of the drugs jumps out at me in particular, a drug called PCP aka Fairy Dust as it makes the user want to fly.

I heard a smashing noise come from the bedroom. I leapt up and ran over to the bedroom door, and found Lily sitting up on the bed with the bedside lamp on the floor in pieces.

"Lily?" I asked cautiously, in case she started hallucinating again.

"My head hurts!" she complained, rubbing her head.

"Are you feeling alright?" I asked her, as I walked over towards the bed and sat down next to her.

"Uh, yea- James, where are we?" she asked sharply, taking a good look at our location.

"James, you didn't, we didn't!" she asked me in shock

"No. NO! At the night club while we were dancing I think someone slipped PCP in your drink," I said hurriedly as she was glaring at me.

"PCP?" she asked with a confused look on her face "James, I feel like I have a MAJOR hangover but as I have never had one before, I can't tell you if I'm having one but I sure know my head hurts a LOT! So don't try and explain anything scientific to me unless you want to hurt my head even more!"

"Okay," I said, standing up from the bed.

"What? That's it? Wow, I thought you might have been one to make me listen to you no matter what! Oh well, I'm glad. Night," she said, laying back down on the bed.

I walked back over to the door, but turned around to look at her laying there. She looked really peaceful.

"James?" she murmured into the darkness.

"Yes?"

"My parents are going to kill me,"

"Don't worry Lily. I'll get you home safe. Just go to sleep and everything will seem alright in the morning"

I hope I added under my breath.

I left her lying in the bedroom and returned back to the lounge room to wait for her to fall asleep. I didn't have to wait long. Five minutes later I heard her soft snores from the bedroom so I knew it was time to take her home.

I walked over to the bed and carefully levitated her into my arms so I wouldn't wake her. I apparated her back to her bedroom, where I saw her alarm clock switch to read 2:37. I pulled back her sheets and laid her down on her bed. I transferred her clothes into a nightgown and tucked her in. I walked over to her desk, took out a piece of stationary and a pen and scribbled a quick note which I placed on her bedside table, before leaving her laying there soundly to apparate home to my lonely hotel room.

-:-

BBBRRRIIINNNGG! BRRRIIINNGGG!

"Stupid f- alarm clock" she corrected herself, coz she spied her mum standing at her doorway.

"Where were you last night?" she demanded, crossing her arms and tapping her foot.

"I told you! Went out on a date with James" I said, trying to put my head under my pillow as she was speaking so loud!

"Where?"

"I told you mum! The movies!"

"The movies huh. Didn't you go there last time?"

"Yeah, but we didn't actually go to the movies. We rented out one and watched it at his house!"

"Okay miss Lily, I know you're not being entirely truthful but I remember being a teenager so I'll let you slide. But just this once!"

"Thanks mum. You rock!" I said smiling, but it hurt to.

"AH HA! So you weren't being truthful!" she accused me, pointing her finger at me.

I must have looked as shocked as I felt, which, I can tell you, was pretty shocked as she burst out laughing.

"Kidding! Kidding! Just hurry up and get ready for work!" she said, laughing and walking away down the hall.

I don't get it.

Anyway, I turned over to my alarm clock to turn that blasted thing off when I saw a letter propped up next to it.

I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock to shut off the noise and reached for the letter with my other hand. I opened it and a letter that looked awfully like my stationary feel out.

Dear Lily

I don't know if you have any recollection of our 'date' last night or not. The thing is, while we were dancing, someone put a drug called PCP in your drink and you were about to jump off a building. I tried to explain it in the shortest why possible. Find me today and I will explain in more depth.

Love James.

I read the letter twice, as I was finding it hard to digest the words. One word jumped out in particular though. Love, Love James. LOVE! I held the letter to my hear and rolled over on my bed and fell on the floor on the other side of my bed.

That sure didn't help my headache. I threw one of my swim suits on, put a sundress over it, and grabbed my flip flops. I ran downstairs into the kitchen, where the rest of my family was sitting quietly around the table eating scrambled eggs. I took a bottle of breakfast juice out of the fridge, grabbed my workbag from the kitchen counter, kissed both of my parents on the cheek and ran out the door.

It took me a few minutes to realize that dad had to drive me to work.

-:-

"JAMES!" I heard a voice scream from behind me. I turned around and found Lily sprinting towards me.

"Aren't you a little late for work?" I asked her, looking at my watch.

"The actual Lizzie held me up at reception because I accidentally put on my stripy bathing suit instead of my red one and so she wouldn't let me in. I eventually pointed out that there was technically red on my bathing suit, it just wasn't covered in it. But it did take forever for her to let me in," she explained, throwing her towel, flip flops and her sundress done on the lounge chair next to mine.

She took out her lifeguard shirt from her bag, put it on and walked forward three steps before diving into the pool. When she came back up, she came over to the ledge and rested her head on top on her folded arms on the ledge.

"So, what happened last night?"

Well, here goes nothing.

I told her everything I could remember about last night. She just watched me talking, trying to digest everything I was telling her.

When I finished, she didn't say anything but just sunk back into the water.

"Are you alright?" I asked her

"In what context?"

"Um, in general I guess?"

"Well, surprised as I was that I was drugged, I'm happy that I'm alive, it was just really scary. And I'm really glad you were the one to save me, so I guess in that area I'm okay. But that stupid drug has given me a splitting headache!"

I just laughed

"Sorry to break it to you Lily, but that's the margarita talking,". She groaned.

"Stupid margarita. Why did you have to be so tasty!"

"That's what happens the first time you have alcohol," I explained to her.

"Sooooo, your beer wasn't spiked was it?" she asked me, with a look of concern on her face.

"No, thankfully. Otherwise I would have a hard job saving you,"

"You know what James? You saved my life!" she said, lifting herself out of the pool.

"I guess I did," I said thoughtfully, laying back in my chair.

"And you know what? I'm really glad it was you," she said leaning forward and kissing me gently on the cheek.

A/N: Sorry, isn't as long as the last one, but it's still long. Hope you guy's like it! Please REVIEW!! Thank you Grey Mustang, Ma Over Mooney, coreagurl, Truth in the Moon, MissyBlackk, piggy396, blondewivbrains and harryandginny1991 for reviewing! You guys rock! If you have any criticism, advise or questions, ask and I shall answer!