Okay, again, I am updating sooner than I planned (which I assume you all don't mind :P). I have a chapter and a half done of RWIB, and I'm absolutely in love with the first chapter and I'm quite liking the way the second chapter is coming along. The reason this chapter is so early is because I am trying to line up the end of this story with the beginning of the next. So sometime next week you should get the epilogue of this story and then the new story on the same day (Can I get a YAY! ?) I hope you all like this chapter. Also, I would like to thank you all for directing your hatred at Robyn and not at me (I mean, it's perfectly fine by me that you all just think her a horrible person instead of thinking me a horrible author for writing it, I suppose that's a compliment to my writing and the realness of my characters…at least that's just what I'm going to let myself believe :P) Onto to the thank you's. Also, to save myself some time as I'm quite knackered from just working nine hours and to save my fingers some energy, I'm just going to say this now. Yes, Robyn is horrible, and I'm not going to repeat that to every reviewer who said it :P

Penny L. Pingleton: I think you will be quite pleased with this chapter. Haha yay more gold stars! I'm glad you like the story.

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Ksalxo: Oooh a new reviewer! :D Hahahaha I don't think a broken face affects one's ability to walk, but yeah I get where you are coming from :P I'm glad you liked the chapter and thanks for reading. Yes, as I've explained multiple times, I'm sorry for making it more about Summer, but I didn't have much a plot line with Lily and James so I kinda strayed away from them to a more interesting plot line rather than bore everyone to death. I'm really happy you didn't mind it. I promise we will get back to Lily and James.

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Chapter 23

The day was finally here. Everyone was leaving for the Christmas Holidays. Lily was lying in bed, deciding to sleep in upon finding she didn't have the energy to get out of bed. A month had passed since she had found Robyn and James kissing, and while she was getting over it slowly, she still had days where it came rushing back to her as if it had just happened. Today was one of those days. And today she was going to take full advantage of being able to tell everyone to bugger off while she stayed in her cozy bed. She wasn't leaving for the holidays. She wasn't in any state to deal with her sister, Petunia, and her horrific, magic-hating husband, Vernon. She had written to her parents the night before telling them she was ill and wouldn't be coming home for Christmas.

She hated playing yo-yo with her parents about whether or not she was coming home. She had planned on it until, shortly after they started dating, James invited her to his house for Christmas. She had agreed. Then after the whole disaster she told them that she would be coming home and then once again she changed her mind. Maybe a couple weeks in the nearly deserted castle was what she needed. She hardly had any time to think. Between the break up, her friends trying to keep her from getting too depressed, Head duties and exams, the past month had been hectic.

"Lily!" Summer's voice interrupted her peaceful state. "I have something to tell you."

Merlin, Lily groaned, What's a girl gotta do to get some peace and quiet around here? "Please, just go away, Summer. I'm sure it can wait until after the holidays."

"It can't," Summer insisted urgently. "It's important and I have to tell you now. It's about James," she added. Yeah, like that really made Lily want to listen. She forced the urge to roll her eyes as she faced the girl.

Summer was in the Common Room, walking with Carmen on their way to breakfast. She heard a shrill giggle and glanced over to see Robyn laughing with some friends. She returned Carmen's glare before turning her attention back to her posy.

"I warned the bitch that she would pay, even if I couldn't get to her directly," Summer heard Robyn mutter to her friends. She stopped suddenly and Carmen looked at her confused, obviously not having heard the girl.

"You go ahead," Summer insisted, feeling the anger bubble up in her. "I'll meet you down there. I forgot something in the dorm," she lied. She knew that if she told Carmen what Robyn had just said, Carmen would step in. For the first time in her life, Summer felt the courage to deal with Robyn herself. She wanted to be the one to settle this.

Carmen gave Summer an odd look and she could see in her chocolate brown eyes that she was wondering what the girl could've possibly forgotten. However, she questioned the girl no further and just nodded before walking out of the portrait hole.

Summer marched over to Robyn and her crew. "What the hell did you do, Robyn?" she asked, feeling bolder than she ever had in her entire life. She pushed back the little voice in her head telling her this was a terrible idea, that Robyn was going to rip her to shreds. She didn't care what Robyn did to her, for once. She only wanted to get to the bottom of things.

Robyn glanced at her, smirking. "Well, well, well, if isn't the tramp coming for a little chat," Robyn sneered, ignoring Summers' question. "How are you doing these days?" Her eyes flickered to her protruding belly. "You know I hear you throwing up in the middle of the night."

Summer rolled her eyes slightly. She knew Robyn was only trying to get to her and this time she wasn't going to let her. "Congrats, Robyn, your auditory sense works. I'm so proud of you," Summer told her snidely. She saw the girl mentally teeter. Summer had never spoken to her in such a fashion. It took only a mere second for Robyn to recover though. Before giving Robyn the chance even open her mouth, Summer spoke. "Now, answer my question. What the fuck did you do?" She saw Robyn's mouth perk up a little and added. "And don't give me any of that innocent bullshit. I know you had something to do with Lily and James breaking up."

Robyn smiled, as if proud of herself. "My dear friend, I merely gave James what he wanted."

"That's rubbish and you know it, Robyn. James can't stand you."

Robyn smirked, deciding to give up the rouse. "You're right. He can't. I heard about his and Lily's plans to hang out that night and decided to get back at your little bitch friend for punching me," she bragged. "I went up minutes before Lily was supposed to show and kissed him right as I heard the door opening. I figured they would fight for a couple of days and then make up. I never knew my plan would turn out this well."

Summer fought back her gasp along with the urge to hex Robyn. "Why them?" she asked, seething. "Lily never did anything to you. Why didn't you go after Carmen's relationship?"

Robyn merely shrugged as if being asked why she hadn't done her homework. "Those losers are too damn close. I knew nothing I could do would tear them apart."

Summer was pissed. She had a million things she wanted to say to Robyn, a million names she wanted to call her but she had a more pressing matter to attend to. James would be leaving for the train soon and Lily couldn't spend another minute being pissed at him for something he didn't do.

Lily's jaw dropped as Summer told her the story. Her mind was racing. She hated herself for not giving James a chance to explain himself. She chastised herself for not realizing it was all just a trick that Robyn had planned. She had one thought on her mind and that was to get to James.

She jumped out of bed, running to the door, not caring that she was only clad in a tank top and pajama bottoms. She threw her hair into a messy ponytail using the band around her wrist. She stopped abruptly at the door, turning to look at Summer. "Thanks," she said. "You're a good friend." A smile perched upon her lips. "And congrats on finally standing up to Robyn."

Summer blushed slightly. "It was no biggie. Now go!" she urged, laughing slightly.

"Right," Lily said, throwing open the door and attempting not to lose her balance and break her neck as she flew down the steps. The students around her were a blur as she ran to the Great Hall. She spotted Remus sitting at one of the tables and made a beeline for him. "Where's…James?" she gasped, trying to catch her breath.

Remus looked at her, alarmed. "Um…he and Sirius are upstairs packing. I told them—" but the redhead didn't hear the rest of his sentence as she was already at the other end of the Hall.

She screamed the password at the startled Fat Lady. The portrait glared down at the flustered redhead. She crossed her arms across her chest indignantly. "That is no way—"

"I gave you the password, now just let me in!" Lily screeched before the Fat Lady huffed at her, swinging open the portrait.

She took the steps two at a time, pushing through her burning legs and her burning lungs. She willed herself not to collapse. Thank Merlin for adrenaline, she thought to herself. She didn't bother knocking on the door, opting to just throw it open with much more force and dramatics than was needed. A bewildered Sirius stared at the wild looking redhead as he halted his packing. "Where's James?" she barked out before the boy had a chance to even process a single thought.

She became rather impatient as he took a second to register that she was standing in his room, looking as she if she was about to pass out and demanding the whereabouts of his best mate. "Bathroom," he said, finally, pointing at the door to the aforementioned room. "But he's—" he sighed as the girl was already flinging open the door, "in the shower," he finished lamely though he knew she couldn't hear him.

A rather interesting sight greeted Lily as she came to a halt in the bathroom. James was standing before her, stark naked, water dripping off his bare from. She willed her eyes not to stare as he hastily grabbed a towel, covering himself.

"L-Lily?" he asked, flustered at the sight of his ex. "What are you—"

"I'm so sorry," Lily said, not giving him a chance to finish his statement. "I'm so sorry that I didn't listen to you." She fought back a glare at his confused expression. "Summer heard Robyn bragging about what she had done. She confronted her and Robyn confessed to everything. And I'm just…" Lily cut off suddenly. There was a better way to apologize, she decided, before pressing her lips to his urgently.

She was vaguely aware of James pushing the door shut behind her before wrapping an arm around her waist, while using the other hand to hold up his towel. The two stayed in their embrace for a couple seconds before James pulled away.

He fixed a glare on her. "What makes you think I'm just going to take you back, Lily?" he asked, roughly. "I mean, you haven't said a word to me in a month and you barge in here apologizing and I'm just supposed to forgive you?"

Lily took a step back, her eyes dropping to the floor. Why hadn't she thought of that? Of course he was going to be pissed at her. She hadn't given him the benefit of the doubt so why should he just forgive and forget?

She heard him chuckle and glanced up at him, biting her lip. "I'm just playing, Lily," he admitted, a grin that said he was clearly proud of himself planted on his face. "Of course I forgive you. How can I not after an apology like that?"

Lily glared at him slightly. "You prat," she said, pushing against his bare chest. Another thought crossed her mind. James had never tried to explain himself. "Why didn't you ever just try to tell me what happened?"

James rubbed his neck nervously, glancing down at the floor, ashamed. "Carmen sort of threatened to hex me into the next century if I tried talking to you. And I just kind of figured that you would get over it quicker if I just left you alone," James explained, suddenly realizing how dumb that had been of him. Of course it had only made him look guilty.

Lily pressed herself to him once again, catching his lips with hers. It was the most desperate kiss they had ever shared. They both apologized and forgave with the kiss. They admitted their stupidity in their movements.

"Merlin, Lils," James muttered against her lips. "I've missed you."

Lily smiled, feeling her heart heal under his touch. "I've missed you, too." She was so happy she thought she might explode. All the love she remembered feeling for him came rushing back. She wanted to shout it from the Astronomy Tower that she loved James Potter and that nothing was ever going to bring them apart again. "So, err," she began nervously, taking a step back. "Is that offer to go to your parents with you still available?"

"Of course!" James answered immediately.

"Awesome," Lily said, grinning from ear to ear. "I'll just go pack real quick."

"Uh, Lily," James hesitated slightly, grabbing her arm. "You, uh, might not want to go out like that." He was fighting back his grin as Lily looked at him confused. She followed his gaze to her chest where her shirt had become see-through from the water on James' chest.

"Oh," she said, blushing slightly. She caught the shirt that James tossed at her. She slipped into it, breathing in his scent. Merlin how she had missed that smell. Her hand was on the door knob before she turned back to James, grinning mischievously. "Oh and James, nice package," she complimented, grinning at his towel.

James smirked at her. "Oh you like that, do you?" he asked teasingly.

Lily nodded, wondering why she wasn't blushing like mad, before pulling open the door and hastily making her way to her dorm. Was it just her or was she doing a lot of running this morning? She packed quicker than she ever had in her entire life. She paced the room nervously making sure she had everything. This was the first time in her life she hadn't had a list of what she needed planned out at least a week in advance. She rummaged through her suitcase again. She had a few nice outfits, a few dresses just in case they went to any social events; her wand; a book for light reading; pajamas; all her cosmetics and toiletries. She let out a nervous sigh, sure as one could be that she hadn't forgotten anything. She took a quick shower, throwing on jeans and James' tee-shirt before grabbing her cloak and putting a Shrinking Charm on her suitcase.

She made her way downstairs and found James sitting on the couch waiting for her. "The train's getting ready to leave and we don't have time to eat breakfast so I had the House Elves bring up a few snacks that should hold us over until we get to my parent's place."

Lily nodded, noting the bag of sweets in James' hand. He always thought of everything. She suddenly noticed someone missing. "Where's Sirius?"

"He's going home with Summer," James answered, looking uneasy. "Her parents had insisted that she come home for at least a couple days. I don't understand why though, from what I hear they quite despise her. Anyway, Sirius is going with her so they don't go nuclear on her when they find out she's pregnant. They are going to be coming to the house the day after Christmas and spending the rest of the holiday there. Remus will also be joining us after Christmas. He's got to go to his Gran's for a few days."

Lily nodded, taking all of this in. She was glad that Sirius was going with Summer. Merlin knows that girl is going to need all the help she can get. "Well, we ready?" she asked, taking his hand.

James nodded as the two of them walked out of the Common Room together. "Have a nice holiday," Lily said to The Fat Lady, who was still clearly miffed.

"I see you are in a better mood, Miss Evans," she scowled. Lily nodded, turning to James and pulling him along before the portrait could chide her anymore.

James let out a chuckle. "What did you do to her?"

Lily shrugged slightly. "It's a long story." And she had all the time in the world to tell it to him, she thought to herself, smiling.

OooOooO

"Bloody hell," Lily muttered. She and James had just Apparated to his parent's house, or rather mansion. It was magnificent. It was at least three stories high and was a light blue color. She counted at least a dozen huge dozen windows from where she stood and noted the oak door that was only about half the size of the one leading to the Great Hall. "How many people live here?" Lily asked, looking over at James who was grinning at her reaction.

"Just me and my parents," he answered. "And Sirius moved in when he was sixteen."

"Why is it so big? Surely four people don't need that much space," she reasoned, still in awe. She allowed James to tug her forward.

"It's the house my mum grew up in," James explained as they crossed the huge front yard, following a cobblestone walkway. "She had ten brothers and sisters. Most of them have passed and some moved away but you will still get to meet my Uncle Joshua and his wife, Sarah. And Aunt Morgan and her husband, William. Also, you will get to meet their kids, there's like a dozen of them between the two couples."

Lily glanced up at him as they drew ever closer to the front door. "Your family is very…fertile," she joked. "Why are you an only child then?"

James shrugged. "Mom had problems conceiving. They had given up when they turned thirty or so and then twenty years later I arrived."

Lily chuckled. "That would explain why you are so spoiled."

James grinned. "What can I say? I was a gift from the Gods. My parents have always doted on me."

A light breeze blew in the air, causing Lily to shiver. James pulled her closer, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. She relished in the feeling of his touch. Even when he was holding her tightly he was being gentle, as if she was the finest of China that would easily break.

They reached the door. James put his hand on the knob and pushed open the oak door. "I apologize in advance."

Lily looked up at him, confused. "For what?"

"Lily!" She heard the voice before she saw the woman. An elderly woman came jogging around the corner at a speed that quite surprised Lily. James' mother embraced the redhead in a strong hug. Once again, Lily was astounded by the woman's strength. James had always told her his mother was a tough old bird. "How lovely it is to finally meet you," Katherine Potter gushed, pulling back from the hug slightly. She took Lily's face in her hands, studying the girl's features. "Oh, you are just a beautiful as James described you," she commented, kissing the girl's forehead.

Lily studied the woman. James had her mouth and nose. Her graying brown hair was flowing down her back.

"Kat, love, let the poor girl breathe," Lily heard a voice chuckle. She glanced up and nearly stumbled at the sight that greeted her. It was as if she had stepped into a time machine to the future. Michael Potter was the spitting image of his son. They had the same jaw line, the same hazel eyes, and even, Lily giggled internally, the same messy jet-black hair. His eyes shone with love as he looked at his wife. Hazel eyes quickly landed on Lily as he extended out his hand. Beside her, Katherine was embracing her son in a hug. "Hello, dear, I'm Michael Potter, James' father." Lily shook his hand. "And don't even start any of this Mr. Potter nonsense. Mr. Potter was my father."

Lily found herself grinning. "It's so lovely to meet both of you. James has told me so many wonderful things." She was already in love with James' parents. Lily glanced up at James. She noticed a faraway kind of look as he watched her interact with his parents. He finally snapped back to attention and smiled down at her, grabbing her hand.

"Don't believe a word of it," Mr. Potter said, showing a mischievous grin not unlike his son's. Lily was taken aback once again at the resemblance between the two.

Lily giggled as she noticed a slight movement beside her. "Oh, you two must be starving," Katherine Potter was saying, already making her way to the kitchen.

Michael smiled lovingly after his wife. "They probably just had breakfast," he called though she was already half down the hall. "They do still feed you at Hogwarts, do they not?"

"Yeah, they do, but we missed breakfast this morning," James explained.

"Well, in that case, follow us to the kitchen and we will fix you something to eat." James nodded, his hand on Lily's back as they advanced forward, following the direction his mum had taken off in. "How was the train ride, son?" Michael asked, pulling his son into an embrace.

"It was good," James said grinning. Admittedly he hadn't paid much attention to the ride as he and Lily had been quite preoccupied. James' father noticed the glint in his son's eye and smiled broadly, as if he had read James' mind.

She allowed James to lead her down the long hall, which was lined with pictures, dozens and dozens of pictures of people who slightly resembled Katherine and Michael. She noted a beautiful, spiral stair case to her left. Lily stopped suddenly, her jaw dropping slightly. James watched, amused, as, after the initial shock, her face contorted into confusion. He studied her curiously.

"Everything okay?" he asked, bemused.

"Yeah," Lily assured him. "it's just not what I was expecting. I had pictured something different."

James let out a chuckle. "You've imagined what my kitchen looks like?"

Lily blushed slightly. "Well you told me about the pancake incident, I had to conjure up a mental image, of course. But I didn't imagine anything like this. This is just…this is magnificent."

The kitchen was about a quarter of the size of the Great Hall. The counters were a gray marble color. There was huge island/bar that almost took up the length of the kitchen, a dozen or so stools lining it. The stove was bigger than she had ever seen in her life, with stainless steel pots and pans dangling above it. The cabinets were painted a light green color. The food pantry was huge, almost the size of a normal walk in closet. Lily doubted she had ever seen a prettier sink in her life with its silver knobs.

"What are you hungry for, dear?" Katherine asked, breaking Lily out of her trance.

The redhead turned her attention to the woman. She was standing by the pantry, hand at the ready to grab the ingredients for whatever Lily suggested. "Oh, um…" Lily stuttered slightly as the woman smiled at her patiently. "Whatever you want to make is fine."

Katherine fixed a stern look on the girl. "Now don't tell me that you're one of those girls that don't eat. I hate all this nonsense of girls starving themselves because they don't want to ruin their figure."

Lily giggled slightly. "I eat. I'm just not picky." She realized by the woman's stare that she wasn't going to give in until Lily suggested something. "How about a tuna sandwich?"

Katherine grinned broadly as if she had just been given a prestigious award. "Tuna sandwich it is, then." She turned her back to the others as she dug for the items required. "Do you like crisps?" she asked, still shuffling through the pantry.

"Yeah," Lily answered.

"Have a seat," Michael instructed, motioning to the stools.

James made sure Lily was secure in one of the stools before taking his spot next to hers. Lily blushed slightly as she glanced up and noticed that James' father had watched the interaction between the two. Michael noticed Lily looking at him and turned to her, a knowing smile planted on his face.

Katherine smiled brightly as she set down a small plate in front of Lily. The sandwich was cut in half with the crisps beside it. She handed James a similar looking plate though his was a roast beef sandwich. Katherine noticed Lily looking at James' plate.

"He doesn't like tuna," she stated. "Hasn't ever since he was a little boy."

Katherine saw that Lily had yet to take a bite of her food. "Go on, now, eat," she instructed lightly.

Lily did as she was told, picking up one half of the sandwich and taking a bite. It was easily the best tuna sandwich she had had in her life. She wolfed down the rest of the food on the plate. She hadn't realized how hungry she had been. She hadn't had much time to eat the snacks that James had packed for the train ride. After James was finished eating Michael suggested that he give Lily a tour of the house. James had happily obliged.

Lily walked in a trance for the most of the showing. Each room was as beautiful as the next. Everything was so neat and breathtaking. She imagined what it had been like to grow up in such a wonderful house. Every room was picture perfect, as if it had come straight from a magazine. She followed James up the spiral stairs and they stopped in front of a long, narrow hallway. "The room at the end on the left is my parents," he told her. They took a few steps, passing a room on either side. James stopped and pointed to the room on the left. "That's Sirius' room." Turning around, he faced the room opposite Sirius'. "This is my room," he explained, his hand on the knob. He motioned for Lily to step in and she eagerly did. The room was huge, painted a deep green color. The paintjob gave the room a very dark feeling. Luckily the huge window overlooking the enormous backyard lit the room with natural light. He had a full-size bed, a burnt orange converter and pillows covering it. His room wasn't furnished with much, just the bed, a huge mahogany dresser, and a bedside table.

"It's been kind of empty ever since I started attending Hogwarts," James commented, seemingly reading her mind. Lily nodded.

"So where's my room?" she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. Upon the confused look James gave her. "Where will I be staying? Are you going to show me?"

"You're looking at it," James answered, a smile perched upon his lips.

"In here?" she asked, shock apparent on her face. "Your parents actually agreed to that?"

James shrugged slightly. "I told you, they dote on me, I get almost everything I want. It took some convincing but they finally agreed."

James stood from the bed, embracing her boyfriend in a hug. "James, that's wonderful. You didn't have to do that though. I would've been find in a guest bedroom."

"I know," James told her, "but I don't want you down the hall, I want you in bed next to me." He pushed his lips against hers. He would've thought that he had gotten enough on the train, but he could never get too much of Lily's kiss.

Lily pulled him down on to the bed so he was lying on top of her. Her tongue grazed his bottom lip and he happily obliged. Her hands flew down the hem of his shirt as she hastily ripped his shirt over his head, breaking their connection only briefly before slamming her lips back to his. She ran her fingers down his well-defined torso, moaning slightly into his mouth. James brought his hand up, wrapping his fingers in her hair.

After a few minutes of kissing, James pulled away slightly. He glanced down at Lily's, well his, shirt, desire in his hazel eyes. He looked up at Lily, meeting her eyes, asking for permission. Lily's own emerald orbs were clouded over with want. She bit her lip before nodding. James grinned broadly before reaching for the hem of the shirt, pulling it over her head. He stared at her bra covered milky breast for a second before bringing his hand to it, massing the mound through the material, before crashing his lips back on Lily's.

He smiled against her mouth as she moaned in response to his teasing of her breast. He grinned cheekily at her before moving his mouth down to the mound. He began to nibble and swirl his tongue around as she wiggled beneath him.

Neither of them heard the door open, though they did hear James' father speaking. "Hey, you two—Oh oops," he said, taking a step back towards the door as Lily pushed James off her and threw his shirt over her near bare chest. "I'm sorry, I should've knocked." Lily was slightly taken aback by how calm he was about the whole situation. "Whenever you two are ready, Katherine would like for you to come downstairs."

Lily could do nothing but stare at the bed converter as she felt her face flame up. James nodded, sitting up, running a hand through his hand. "Sure thing, Dad. We'll be down in a few minutes."

"Take your time, no hurry," Michael insisted before leaving the room, making sure to close the door behind him.

James glanced over at Lily and fought back a chuckle at her humiliated state. She was so cute when she was embarrassed. "What are you smirking at, Potter?" she spit at him. "I don't see anything funny about this situation. That was horrible."

"Nah, that wasn't bad. He doesn't care." James said.

"He may not care, but I sure as Merlin do," Lily said, pulling on the shirt roughly. "We were…you were…" she drifted off, too embarrassed to even say aloud what James' father had walked in on.

"What that?" James asked. "That was nothing. I can assure you, my dad has done more than that, obviously. Taking so long to have me wasn't from lack of trying."

"Either way, I'm not going down there," Lily insisted stubbornly, her arms crossing.

"What? So are you just going to hide in my room for the rest of the holiday? That's ridiculous, Lily," he told her. She bit her lip, realizing that staying holed up in the room wasn't really an option. "C'mon, I promise you, it's fine." It took a few more minutes of coaxing and reassurance but James finally got Lily to take his hand and walk downstairs with him.