Hello shiny happy people! Guess what: I've written chapter 2!

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Being beaten up isn't so bad after all

How had everybody found out about my new status relationship with Lily, I still can't understand. It had to be one of the paintings; I mean, our conversation was at dawn, and nobody was in the Common Room with us!

Everybody stared at us when she politely mumbled a ''Good morning, James'' when we ran into each other at breakfast, even Padfoot, though I had already told him everything. I suspect he hadn't believed me, that it just was a wonderful dream I had had.

''Merlin's knickers, Prongs! You weren't lying!'' Padfoot breathed, and together with Moony and Wormtail he stared at me with dreamy eyes.

I was used to be the center of attention, since I was Quidditch captain and one of Hogwart's most desired blokes (I swear to Merlin that I'm not making that up; I had actually heard some fifth grade girls saying it! And the way most of the girls role their eyes when I come around confirmed it!), but Lily wasn't. Sure she was wanted by every single guy in here, even two years below us, and the fact that the word beautiful seemed dirt compared to her, but she still didn't like people pointing at her and whispering every time she walked by. At the beginning of third year she was practically harassed by half of the school asking why she would deny me the pleasure of a date or by some angry brats scowling at her for 'breaking my heart', which was true up to some point, but she had gotten over it amazingly well. Now it was a different type of harassment. It was a wanting-gossip type of harassment. And she didn't liked it the very least.

''James Potter, is it true what everybody is saying? Has that mudblood Evans finally gave up? Or you just imperiused her?'' Mulciber asked with evident mock in his voice. Behind him were several blokes form Slytherin, but there was a particular bloke with long greasy hair and a big nose who seemed really uncomfortable and angry.

''Look, Mulciber, there are a few things I would like to leave clear: First, I'm Potter to you. Second, and most importantly, don't you dare call Lily a mudblood again, or I swear you'll regret it. And third, I don't go through life imperiusing people, that is only done by lowlifes like you.'' That last comment earned me a pretty hard punch in my jaw line. I was thrown against the stone wall and my head hit against making a nasty sound.

''I'll call you however I want… Or you'll do what?... Evans is a mudblood, why can't you just accept it?...'' Mulciber said while he punched me, together with the other seven Slytherin blokes.

It was after a quite painful fist hitting my stomach that I could say something.

''Why can't you accept that even though she's not from a pureblood family she is so much better than you?'' I said after spitting blood. ''And you really don't want to know what I'm going to do to you, trust me with this. And lets better not think what the outcome is gonna be if Sirius decides to get involved….'' Another punch in my rib cage.

I thought they were going to beat me up till death, but thank the Lord, Lily appeared.

''WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? Who is tha…? For Merlin's sake! JAMES!'' I heard her yell.

After a several rays of blue light Lily came running to were I was lying.

''Jeeze, I'm gonna beat the crap out of those gits,'' she said to herself. ''James, where does it hurt the most?'' she asked me like if she was talking to a three year old.

''I'm fine, Lily. I'm fine. There's nothing to worry about. Let's go to Charms,'' I mumbled, but I betrayed myself when I tried to stand up and couldn't.

''Look, James, now is not time for you to be strong. Please tell me where it hurts.''

I pointed my rib cage.

''Great, they broke three ribs. Well, lets get you to Madame Pomfrey.''

There I did oppose resistance.

''No. I'm not going there. I'm not even that bad, I bet they aren't broken. I must just be bleeding a bit, that's all.''

She sighed and stared at my eyes for a few seconds. She had never stared at me like that. It wasn't a glare, and that was something. I could count thirteen different shades of colors in her eyes, and I had never taken notice that her lashes were actually so long they almost touch her face.

''James, I'm going to place one hand in your right cheek and the other in the back of your head. Then I'll show them to you and you'll tell me if it's that bad.''

She gently placed her hand against my cheek. It just felt so right against it, her hand was so smooth and warm. I rested my cheek in her hand. It seemed to fit perfectly, and I swear that if I wasn't cover in blood she would notice I was blushing bright read. When she placed her hand in the back of my head, I wished she would pull me closer and let me do the rest, but she didn't. After a couple of seconds, she removed both hands, and I felt the absence of were they had been. It was like everything in my head burned except for the place were her hands had been.

She showed me two hands covered with blood, the one that had been in my head dripping some.

''Okay, I surrender. But can you heal me? If I go to Madame Pomfrey's she won't let me play the game tomorrow. I know you're good at healing charms,'' I pleaded. Tomorrow there was a Quidditch game against Revenclaw, and I really wanted to win. If we beat Revenclaw, then we would just have Slytherin left to win the House Cup. And now more than ever I wanted to win.

''I shouldn't let you play either, but I was really looking forward to the game, so let's begin. Can you explain me why the bloody hell those blokes almost kill you?''

I wasn't sure if telling her the truth was a good idea, but my eyes must have sold me out.

''Please, James, please tell me this had nothing to do with me.'' I suddenly found my shoes to be extremely amusing.

''Ugh! Why are you so… so… so you? You know it's not your obligation to step up for me. I think I can do it pretty well by my own.''

''I have no doubt about that,'' I said still looking at my shoes. ''But they called you mudblood,'' Merlin, how I hated that word, ''and he insinuated that I had imperiused you as to become my friend.''

''James, look at me. I know being saved by a girl must be a huge blow to your ego,'' I hadn't thought about that, and know that she had said it, she was true. I couldn't even fight back. ''But you've got to listen to me know. I don't care if people call me mudblood, at first it hurt, but now I think it annoyed me much more you asking me out that being called like that,'' she smiled softly. ''And who cares what people say? I'm your friend because I want to. Promise me you won't defend me again.''

I sighed. ''Sorry, Lils, but that's something cannot do. It comes natural.''

She laughed.

''Well, at least try not to get into fights. I'm sure if I haven't showed up they would have killed you. Now that we talk to each other like normal people, I think you wouldn't like it to happen.'' She laughed again.

''You are amazing. You know that, right?'' I whispered.

''Yeah, I know. You've been saying it every time you could since we met.''

She silently helped me up and dragged me into an empty classroom. How she had made it, I still don't know. She's just so small and petite I can't figure out how she could stand all my weight.

She opened my shirt and placed a bloody hand over my chest. It just felt so good. She continued sliding her hand all over it until she touched a place that made me whine in pain. The increasing pain made all the pleasure I was feeling disappear.

''I was right. There are three broken ribs. I'm surprised they didn't break your whole thorax. I can't heal you like this. You need to take a bath so you can wash away the blood. I'll make up some excuse to get Black out of class.''

''Why can you heal them like this? It bloody hurts.''

Lily sighed. ''I wish I could, really, but I can't see the exact point were to direct the jinx. I should put my fingers on top as to know where, and the charm would make them stiff.''

''I'm only stiff for you, Lily Flower.'' That earned me a well deserved spat in the back of my head.

''Ouch! That hurts!''

''I know.''

I glared at her, but by the way she was smiling I couldn't do it for much longer.

''Fine, but why can't you bathe me?'' Another spat, softer but still a spat. ''Kay', let's find Padfoot''.

Once again I leaned over her and she kind of dragged me to the Charms classroom. She told me to wait by the door so nobody could see me. She wiped her bloody hands in the sides of her shirt.

''Excuse me, Professor Flitwick. I know it is a rude interruption and I should have been here half an hour ago, but there has been a little complication. Potter was chasing me down the stairs asking for a date when he tripped and broke some ribs and opened a pretty nasty cut in his head. He's all covered in blood and I had to take him to Madame Pomfrey's. She said he needed a bath. He said Black is the only one who is allowed to, and I'm quoting here 'see his broomstick and quaffels'.''

Inside the classroom everybody burst into laughter. I must admit she had done a terribly good job. I had believed it myself. And the broomstick and quaffels thing sounded like something I would say.

''Wow, I am honored,'' I heard Sirius saying from inside the classroom mockingly. ''But the strange thing here is he didn't ask you to do it.''

''Oh, no, he did. He suggested we should bathe together and have little Jameses and Lilys, but that almost got him another broken rib.''

Now I was officially impressed. Everybody laughed again and I heard Flitwick's laughter as well.

''Mr. Black, you may go. Lily, I can see you are covered in blood as well, and this lesson was just the same as the last one, so you may go too,'' Flitwick said while chuckling.

After Sirius had come out, Lily closed the door quickly and grabbed me once again.

''Holly shit! For the bloody sanity of Merlin, what the hell happened to him?'' Sirius yelled.

''Shut the fuck up, Black, you're going to give us away!'' Lily whispered with a harsh tone.

After explaining Sirius everything, Lily doing most of the talking because I wasn't even able to stand by myself, he levitated me and carried me to the boys' dorm, making fun of Lily for not levitating me herself.

''Black, if you keep laughing at me and not looking where you are walking, you could bump into something,'' she said, and after saying this, an amour appeared out of nowhere and Sirius ran straight into it. When Padfoot's wand fell from his hand I felt like falling too, but Lily levitated me back again.

''You might not like it, mate, but you've got to accept that one was good,'' I grumbled. He just cursed.

''Hey, Evans, what did you do with the Slytherins?'' Sirius asked after getting over the fact he was pranked by a girl.

A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes and she grinned. ''A few weeks ago I was in detention –yes, Black, I thought you had figured out by now I'm no angel. Anyway, they sent me to Filch's office to tidy every single detention record in chronological order, so I was reading over one that was twenty years old and it was for using an invented spell against some Revenclaws. What a spell, I must say. It's some kind sticky blue thing that comes out of your wand and leaves them stuck to the nearest wall until you find the spell that reverts it.''

''I know something sticky comes out of my wand, but it ain't blue,'' Sirius teased. As an answer he was kicked in the shin.

''Pig,'' Lily muttered under her breath.

''And the reverting spell should be?'' I asked so she would turn her attention to me. Padfoot had watery eyes, and I didn't want him to be embarrassed, besides, Lily wasn't paying me any attention.

''No idea, it didn't say. Not that I care, though. Right now they're all stuck to the fifth floor corridor's wall,'' she said with a grin looking at me, well, at my neck.

When we finally arrived to the boys' dorms she said she would leave us alone so we could do our thing, but Padfoot insisted in that she should be the one removing my shirt, and she refused until he said that he, being who he was, might end up breaking something else, and she couldn't argue against that. Thank Merlin.

But she did refused roundly when he suggested she should remove my pants too.

''I'm getting the hell out of here!'' she announced when Padfoot began to unbuckle his belt.

It took him several minutes to undress himself, since he was explaining me with ALL details how he had snogged a fifth year girl, not that I was paying much attention. My thoughts were with Lily in the girls' dorm. Right now she must be taking off her shirt.

I can't think of her like that, it's disgusting, I said to myself.

Though you wouldn't mind seeing her shirtless, Simon shot back.

Shut it.

''Mate, you're hopeless. You've been staring at the door which Evans walked away by for the last ten minutes.''

''I can't help it,'' I murmured, a bit ashamed of myself. Once again my shoes seemed the most fantastic thing in the world.

Sirius looked at me like if I had grown a third eye, but he was looking at me like if he was testing something.

''Does it hurt? I mean, when she dates other blokes or turns you down?'' he whispered.

''You've got no idea how much,'' I replied half heartedly.

After some minutes of silence I decided it was too much.

''Mate, I really need to take that bath. It's excruciating here,'' I said.

''Right. You're right. Let me take you your trousers off.'' After he said that we both burst out laughing, but I cut it of immediately because it hurt like hell.

He began to unbuckle my belt and after removing my pants up to my knees his eyes widened in horror.

''Padfoot, what's wrong?'' he said nothing. ''Padfoot?'' He removed my pants completely.

''Evans! EVANS! Evans, come here right now!'' He sounded frightened, and now it was my turn to panic.

We could here rapid footsteps running up the stairs. She pulled the door open with her wand in one hand. Her shirt was unbuttoned, but for my disgrace she had a tank top beneath.

''What? Black, what's wrong?'' she asked between breaths.

''Look right before where his boxers are!'' he yelled and pointed something behind my belly bottom. I was really starting to get afraid.

''For the Lord's sake, Sirius! That's just a bruise! Ugly, and big, yes, but still it's just a bruise. He is covered in them –don't you see?'' With her finger she pointed my whole body. If I wasn't this bad and I could stand on my own, I would definitely taker advantage of the fact that Lily had her shirt almost off and I was only wearing boxers. ''Why are you so stupid? You scared the living daylights out of me!''

''So you were worried about me, eh Evans?'' I muttered.

''Oh, shut it, James. Take a look at your face and then we can talk,'' she scowled. She looked really cute when she was mad.

You're pathetic, Simon said.

I know, so what's the point of pointing it out?

Humph.

''Well, Evans, since I'm clotheless and you're very few steps away of being shirtless, what do you say if we make a little magic?'' Sirius waggled his eyebrows, and I wanted to punch him really hard. I know he only does it to annoy Lily, that he's got no second intentions (he know she's MY girl), but still it infuriates me.

''I think I can do magic by myself, with a long wooden thing called wand, and lately I've been learning quite good hexes lately, and I would be delighted to try them on you,'' was her clever answer.

''My wand is also long, not wooden, though. If that hexes include you shirtless, then be my guest.''

''I swear to Merlin I'll make sure you don't see any other girl shirtless if you don't shut up.''

It was fascinating seeing them argue. They both had witty tongues and knew exactly were to hit the nerve to freak each other out; the result of Padfoot's years of teasing, but the pain was really hard and I couldn't take it anymore.

''Padfoot shut the hell up or I'll help her make you blind, and Lily, please don't give him another chance for him to retort back. Now, back to why we're here, it really, really hurts,'' I said. And I really, really wished Padfoot would find some excuse to leave.

''Yeah, sorry. Black, I'm going to be down stairs. If you yell again because of a bruise I'll have to get Remus,'' she warned. ''And, James, please don't allow him to break your head with the shower's knobs.''

If she thinks Sirius is going to break your skull, why doesn't she do it herself?

I wonder the same thing, Simon; I wonder the same thing…

''I'm gonna try my best not to,'' Padfoot said devishly. Translation: I'm gonna try my best to open his head in two.

''My Lord, Black! Are you going to make me bathe him?'' she exclaimed. You could tell she was about to pull off all her hair. I wish she doesn't. It's so silky and red…

''As a matter of fact, I am,'' he teased while he dressed up faster than I ever thought he could. ''Good bye, fellows!'' and he disappeared down the staircase.

Lily was shocked.

''I'm going to kill him, I swear to the Lord I'll kill him,'' she muttered under her breath with her eyes closed. ''I guess we should get going, then.''

I had anticipated everything but her answer. She was going to get into the shower, with me, willingly? The Lord saves your soul, Sirius Orion Black.

She removed her shirt and was left with the tank top. Lily helped me up and almost carried me to the shower. She turned the knobs bearing all my weight and got us inside.

The water was boiling, but she said it was for the blood to come out faster.

She rubbed her hand thoroughly all over my back, front and lower legs, but never got from the knee up. I appreciated that. Her hot hand all over my naked body kind of turned me on.

''Guess you're ready. Hold on a second. I didn't clean your face'' was the only thing she said during the whole thing.

She gently placed her small hand on my jaw and began to rub it gently against it. Never had anything felt so good, her hand just felt right there, over my face. She did the same all over my head and was extremely careful when it came to rubbing my skull.

When she finished, her skirt was as twice as longer because of the weight of the water and she looked like if she had been thrown into the lake.

''You look rather funny, you know?'', I smiled.

''Go and drown in the lake.''

''Interesting, you know… I was just thinking that you looked like you had been thrown into it.''

''You still want your ribs fixed?'' she threatened.

I sobered up immediately. With her help I laid down back in my bed and with a drying spell she dried up us both.

Without saying another word, she began fixing bones and taking away bruises.

The process went like that for the next fifteen minutes, but I didn't mind. I loved it when she had that concentrated look on her face.

''Kay', I think this should do. The bruises might hurt a bit, but the ribs and the cut shouldn't even notice,'' she said once she finished. ''You can play tomorrow. Nobody will notice they punched you. Everything is gone,'' she added to the unspoken question in my face.

I let out a sigh of relive, and I didn't hurt! Yay! I couldn't help but wrap my arms around her.

Hold on a second…

...did I just hug her?

''James, I think I've already had enough physical contact with you today for it to be enough for a whole decade, so would you mind stepping back?''

''Yes,'' I breathed into her hair.

''Fine,'' and she hugged me back. SHE HUGGED ME BACK!

We were still for what seemed like years, though it must have been only seconds.

''You should be a healer. You're really good at it,'' I said against her ear. She shrugged.

''I rather be an auror. Healing might be fun, but for the first couple of months. Now, you stay here while I sneak into Madame Pomfrey's office and I bring you some potion for the pain to go away.'' And she broke the hug.

I didn't want her to leave. ''I doesn't hurt anymore. I'm fine. Stay here with me. Today charms was double and we should have half an hour before we go to lunch.''

''Only if you put some pants on,'' she said.

''Deal.''

I got dressed and we both sat in my bed.

So here I am! I know the chapter is a bit long… 8 WORD PAGES! ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME? But, well, here it is. Tell me what you think, and there are only two ways of doing it: either review or PM me. If you review wings will grow up in your back and you'll be like Edward Cullen (rather a torture, I know, so let's say you'll become TINKERBELL!).

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