Authors Note: I would say I put off studying for this, but if I'm honest, I would have put that off anyway. As per usual: No beta's, less than 24 hours to write it, but this time I don't have a list to go on for prompts. We'll see how that works.

Thanks for reading!

Prompt: Mistletoe, suggested by Maetryx.25

It hung from the rafters, the waxy leaves reaching out to capture students underneath it. Gold tendrils spun around the plant, keeping those who walked by close enough to get caught in its hold until another was caught and they kissed.

Lily Evans stood watching it from afar, her eyes narrowed and her fingers tapping on her chin. They froze, mid-thought, as a first year Hufflepuff got a little too close.

"Oi! I haven't figured out how to charm that bugger to stop catching younger students, you'll have to go around it."

The girl turned around, blinking at Lily with large brown eyes.

"Maybe I want to get caught," She said defiantly, crossing her thin arms over her yellow and black tie. "I'm already eleven."

"Well, I'm seventeen and I'm Head Girl."

"That doesn't mean I have to listen to you."

Lily quirked an eyebrow and mimicked her posture, putting all her weight on her foot. They remained like this, watching each other uneasily. Another student came between them at one point, and Lily barked at them to dodge the mistletoe.

"I was planning on it," They called back over their shoulder. Lily rolled her eyes, but by the time she had returned her glare to the little girl, her wrists were caught by the gold ropes and she grinned triumphantly.

"I should give you a detention."

"For being in the Christmas spirit? I'd like to see how that goes over."

"You know, you don't seem very Hufflepuff-y to me."

"I am super Hufflepuff-y. I'm determined, and that's part of it."

"Touché." Lily said with a small nod of her head as she pulled out her wand, spinning it between her fingers as she tried to think of spells. Her lips were pressed together into a firm line, her eyes trained on the mistletoe, although they darted back to the girl underneath every few seconds.

"Gotten yourself into trouble, Olivia?"

"As always, Black."

Lily turned around to find Sirius and James standing together, grinning. She sighed, flicking her hair over her shoulder when she returned to the problem at hand.

"Can one of you help me? This little prat deliberately ignored me and stepped under the mistletoe."

"I've got it," James volunteered, patting Lily's back as he joined the girl, Olivia, in the beams of gold.

"You'll do," She smirked, standing on her toes.

"I'm only kissing your cheek, Liv. I'm too old for you."

He bent down, pressing his lips to her skin and moving away as soon as they were released. Olivia grinned and ran away into the great hall while James shook his head.

"There's no need to be harsh, Lily." He teased, grabbing her hand and pulling her beside him so they were both enchanted to stand still.

"Aren't you too old for me?"

"Oh, shut up."

This wasn't my best, I know, and I was rushed on time (oh wow, surprise). Suggestions are still totally welcome, and I promise the fic will be better in the future.