Missing Dreams

Chapter 12

James tried to keep his heartbeat steady as Lily continued to look at him. He couldn't tell what she was thinking. Her face was relaxed, yet her eyes were anything but. The seconds continued to tick by as Lily continued to stare at him. He was going to burst from the anxiety if she didn't answer him soon.

"I.." she said, blinking wildly as she finally made her choice. "I do. More than I really should, but I do care for you James."

James let out the breath that he had been holding, his whole body sagging with relief at her words. "Thank God," he whispered as he wrapped both of his arms around her and brought her body close. That was all that he wanted to hear. She couldn't have a clue what effect those simple words had on him.

"Where do we go from here?" she asked shyly as she laid her head on his chest, her cheek rubbing against the soft cotton of his white shirt as she tried to divert her eyes from his.

"Everywhere," he promised as he closed his eyes and kissed her softly on the top of her head, not able to keep the grin off of his face.

Closing her eyes, Lily simply listened to his heartbeat, grateful for the second chance to be with him. "Have you ever stopped at thought on how life can change with a blink of an eye? It's just that easy."

"It's amazing isn't it?" James asked as he raised his hand to run it through her soft, auburn hair, taking a deep breath as the scent from her hair drifted up to him. "This time last year I was 

trying to figure out how to make you realize that you wanted to be with me, and now, I have you right where I want you."

"Do you?" she smirked as she shifted her head on his chest so that she could look at him. She couldn't help but think that her decision was going to end up being worth anything that was thrown her way. He brought out something in her that no one else ever had … and she had no clue what it was, but she liked it.

"I do. In my arms, in bed, albeit we're both in our clothes, but that can be rearranged," he told her with a smirk of his own as his hand slowly crept under her cashmere wool jumper, savoring the feel of her silky soft skin against his fingers.

"Says who?" she demanded as she tried to keep the smile from her face. Sometimes it was worth the pain that may come for just the chance of happiness, she was realizing.

"Hmm…me," he decided as he smiled at her, his blue eyes getting lost in the depth of her green eyes. Who knew that a color could be so … captivating. All she had to do is look at him with her beautiful emerald green eyes and he would dance in the Great Hall in a bright pink tutu for her. And that was saying something.

Lifting his head off of the pillow, James captured Lily's lips with his, not being able to take it any longer. From the very moment he last kissed her he had been dreaming about this, fantasizing about it.

Her lips were cool to touch, yet as smooth as a glass as he set his lips on hers, begging, coaxing them to open for him. And on a soft moan that did things to his lower body, Lily opened her mouth, excepting his kisses eagerly. He could die happily just as he was. It didn't even matter that they had never had sex. At least he could die knowing that he got this far.



Caught up in the kiss, James slowly ran his hands up her back, slipping under her light weight shirt when he reached the hem so that he could feel her skin against his. It was more smooth than he ever thought was possible on someone.

With a groan, James broke the kiss and turned so that Lily's body was now lying prone under his. He no longer remembered that he was under his parents' roof and this was probably against some kind of rule. All he knew is he had to have her, if only it was a piece of her.

Looking down at her perfect face, James searched for any signs that she didn't want this. That she didn't want him. Instead, what he found was raw passion burning beneath her eyes, flushed cheeks and a pink, kiss swollen mouth that was just begging for more.

"I'm never going to get enough from you," James groaned as he leaned down and kissed her lightly, pulling away seconds after they touched.

"Tease," Lily whispered as she laced her fingers behind his head, pulling him closer to her. James was more than happy to oblige.

And he would have, if his good for nothing best friend hadn't started pounding on the door announcing that dinner was ready.

"I'm going to kill him," James muttered darkly as he rested on top of Lily, trying to control his now ragingly hard body.

"I'd be happy to help you," Lily sighed as she rubbed her hand lightly up and down his back, caressing his spine.

James rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed taking three deep breaths before he got up and turned around. Simply seeing her laying in the middle of that big bed all rumpled and 

flustered was almost enough for him to convince himself that his parents would never suspect if both of them were to stay in her room for dinner.

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Later that night Lily lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Ever since James had came to her room earlier that evening she had been burning up. It was almost as if a fever was coursing through her veins, throbbing in places she shouldn't be throbbing in.

If it wouldn't have been so obvious, she probably would have killed Sirius herself – or at least maimed. Now she was lying in bed at one in the morning, with her body burning for someone who was sleeping in the room three doors down on the other side of the hall.

"Go to sleep," she cried as she turned onto her side and looked out the window.

For Lily being up any time after ten was hard. There was just something about being up at that time that just made every bad thought pop up. It was something about the darkness and the serenity of the night that brought out every un-serene night.

Lily was usually counted among those unlucky few who were consumed by dark thoughts that were better off being left alone.

Tonight was a different story though. Tonight she was fighting the urge of walking over to James' room and jumping his bones – not that she'd really know what to do, but she wanted him. She knew the basics. She had read books after all, and she had watched it on the learning channel when she had been twelve after her parents had gone to sleep…at the time she thought that it was an unappealing bodily function.



Now however, she found that it was a very gratifying experience. And she hadn't even experienced it all!

"This isn't helping!" Lily huffed angrily as she turned back on to her back and punched the mattress in frustration.

Contemplating her options, Lily sent a quick prayer up to the heavens that she wouldn't be struck by lightning or anything for doing this. But she was going to go insane if she didn't.

Getting out of the bed, Lily grabbed the cream colored silk wrap that went over the same colored silk slip nightgown that she was wearing and pulled it over her, just in case she ran into someone on the way to his room.

Peaking out the door, Lily looked both ways to make sure that all of the room doors were closed. She knew that Sirius was in the room across from James, and she couldn't see that door, but she was more worried about his parents.

Their door was firmly closed at the end of the hallway. The opposite end of James' room. How perfect could things be?

Quickly stepping out of the room and closing her door behind her, Lily made a dash down the three doors, her feet making little noise on the cherry hardwood floors.

As fast as you could blink Lily was standing in front of James' door.

"Don't get nervous now," she scolded as she reached for the doorknob. "You've already done the hard part."



Taking a deep breath – so deep she almost started to cough; Lily opened the door and slid into his room, only opening the door wide enough for her to slip in before she closed it behind her, leaning against the dark wood as she looked around for James.

"Where in the hell is he?" she nearly screamed as she noticed that he wasn't anywhere in the room. Not in the bed where she imagined that he would be at least.

"James?" Lily called out softly, hoping that he was just hidden somewhere.

Silence.

"Are you kidding?" Lily groaned as she leaned her head against the door. She was thinking about slamming her head against the door, but then that'd wake people up and she'd have to explain why she was in James' room at one in the morning. That was not something she wanted to explain.

"You idiot," Lily muttered darkly as she glared at the bed before she turned around and opened the door so that she could go back to her room. It looked as if she was just going to have to figure out another way to go to bed after all.

Lily walked back to her room slower than she had walked out of it. She had no reason to walk faster now; she could just say that she wanted a walk- she was walking away from his room.

Opening her door, Lily barely managed to muffle her scream as she saw James sitting on her windowsill, one foot dangling in the room and the other dangling out of it.



"Where have you been?" they both demanded at the same time, glaring at each other accusingly.

"I've been in your room, where have you been?" they both responded.

Looking at James, Lily couldn't help but laugh. They had both been on the same brain wave – it had just criss-crossed. "Oh," Lily laughed as she left the door and walked over towards him, extending her hand out to him.

"Stop dangling out the window, you might fall," she told him as she tried to tug him into the room. She didn't want to think about the fact that he was three floors up.

Grinning evilly, James tugged her close to his body, causing her to squeal and clamp her eyes shut. "I'm not that high," he reasoned.

"You're high enough for someone who has a terrible fear of heights," she protested as she hid her face against his shoulder, refusing to open her eyes. She would start shaking if she noticed how close she was to the ledge of the window.

"Come ride with me," he whispered huskily into her ear as he bent his head towards her. "I promise to not let you fall."

Lily nodded her head hesitantly. "I'm not opening my eyes though," she said as she blindly let him situate her on the broom that he had somehow managed to stay on as he sat on her windowsill.

"I'll let you know when we're there," he promised, and she could practically feel the smirk that was on his face as he sat her in front of him, his arm wrapped tightly around her body as the other steered the broom to wherever it was they were going.

Simply knowing that they were umpteen feet above the ground caused Lily's heartbeat to accelerate. If they didn't land soon she might pass out.

As if he had read her mind, Lily felt her feet touch the ground, and his voice whispered past her ear to open her eyes.

Lily opened her eyes and gasped. He had planned this sometime after dinner. It was perfect.

He was perfect.

She was falling in love with James Potter, and only some of it had to do with this paradise that he had created for her.

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Authors Notes:

Hehe…oops? My fingers just stopped, I swear! They won't work any longer!!

Next chapter should be up by the end of next week!

Review please!

Happy readings,

Lisa