Sorry about the wait! I OWN NOTHING!
"Psst, Lily. Lily, darling, wake up." James murmured, poking the red haired girl, tangled in her thick, warm sheets. Lily groaned and stretched out. She opened one green eye and glared at James.
"What?" she moaned. James grinned and sat next to her on the bed. He used one calloused hand to wipe away stray hair from her forehead. Lily closed her eyes and allowed herself to drown in the comfort of James's warmth. After a few minutes of pure euophia, James finally explained his presence.
"I have a question and it would help to have a girl's point of view." James said unsurely. Lily opened her eyes and sat up, patting down her out-of-bed-hair and wrapping her blanket around herself. She had to smile to herself. James Potter coming to ask someone about girls! No, not James!
"Lils, when a boy and a girl are dating...and the girl kisses another guy-isn't that wrong?" James asked, using his hand to mess up his hair. Oooh, how Lily used to despise that action! But then again, look how adorable it made him! He was just too-okay, Lils-snap out of it!
Lily was red with embarrassment, "It all depends...what kind of kiss was it?" she asked seriously. Alas, it was true. There were many kinds of kisses, cheeks, foreheads, hands, heads, lips...She looked up to see James grinning. He leaned in close to her.
"It was more like this," he said before lightly kissing her cheek, sending shivers down her spine, "Then this." And he kissed her on the lips. It was a full blown, lusty, loving kiss that blew Lily away. She moaned into his mouth and entwined her hands around his neck, deepening the kiss. She felt James place his hands on her small waist, pulling her into him and before she knew it, he was laying on his back on the bed with her straddling his waist.
Lily pulled herself away from James and began to crackle with laughter. James grinned sheepishly and dropped his hands at his side.
"Now, now, Mr. Potter, way to distract a girl from answering your question." Lily teased. James shrugged and yawned.
"I can't deny my terrible habits. Now, does a kiss on the cheek mean anything?"
"Not unless you're in love with somebody."
"Well, how do you know? I mean, it didn't happen to me."
"You don't, James."
"Gee, that solves everything."
"James, stop being so irritable."
"I will if you stop confusing me!"
At this Lily had to laugh. James just looked so pitiful there. Cute, yes, but pitifully so. She ruffled his hair with her own hand and buried her head in his shoulder. They just sat there, tangled in each others arms, for a long time. They basked in each others warmth and comfort. For quite a while it was just Lily and James. As one.
"I love you, Lily. I love you so much it hurts." James whispered. Lily smiled and felt tears well up in her emerald eyes. This was what being in love was. Knowing who the person you were with was-not who they seemed. Love meant so many things and they were all uncovered by the light James bestowed. Love was like a rose, beautiful but painful. Love meant you didn't have to prove it to the world. No lies, no 'ifs' just reality. Love was looking into that someone's eyes and seeing eternity-seeing something so amazing and comforting that you lusted after it. Love was more then lust. Love was pure, simple, and yet so crazy and confusing that it takes people years to finally discover. There is like, lust and love-all three very different things. 'Like' was when you meet someone who sparks your interest. Lust was when all attraction is controlled by hormones. Love is when every part of your body, every fiber of your incredible being is drawn to that person.
"I love you, James. I love you. I love you. I love you."
They kissed a soft, gentle, hypnotizing kiss Lily learned James seemed to have the power to possess. His kiss was cool and warm at the same time. It was breath taking, melting and driving Lily slowly into blissful insanity. Beautiful, enchanting mindlessness.
Outside, Remus was sitting near the lake studying for an upcoming Ancient Ruins class. He wasn't very good at Ancient Ruins; he just barely scraped by with a threateningly low 'O' even though he studied very hard for that class. Sometimes, it frustrated him that Sirius and James had all the natural intellectual talent in the world. They had everything. The grades, the personality, the looks, the girls, the fame, the money. But they too had their problems. Sirius wasn't so good with his family and James-well, this year had spoken enough in James's defense. It was okay though. Remus Lupin didn't have a bad life. Of course, there was the werewolf deal and the fact that his girlfriend was engaged to one of his best friends, but other then that, everything was pretty good. He was content.
"Hey there, Remus." A voice said, breaking Remus from thought. He looked up and smiled when he saw the girly figure of Sapphira Higgs. She plopped beside him, groaning slightly, which made him smile wildly. Why? Hell, he didn't know. She smiled at him, and he watched her in awe as her brown hair framed her delicate face and marveled in her immaculate beauty.
"Hi, Saph." he said smiling lazily. Sapphira peered over to his book.
"Ah, Ancient Ruins...are you still having trouble with that class?" She asked. Remus nodded and rolled his eyes. Sapphira was great at it. Every report, every project and every bit of homework returned to her with perfect scores. She was pretty good at every class. She didn't have James's grades, but she was smart enough to get almost any job she desired in the wizarding world.
"It's alright, Remy, you're doing fine. So, is this all you've been doing all evening?" Sapphira brushed a stray strand of curly hair behind her ear, never tearing her gaze from Remus. He grinned and laughed lightly. He was too cute. His big brown eyes were alive with excitement and laughter. His light brown hair look great-he'd gotten a haircut, but it was still shaggy. His pale features were very handsome, but were marked with healing scars. Sapphira still didn't know what to think of them-but she decided it couldn't possibly be Sirius's fault. She blushed when she remembered Remus by the lake. Without a shirt-only in board shorts. The dorky oddity of shy young Remus Lupin shirtless was enough to make any girl swoon. His taught muscles, his strong arms...his blush as he knew she stared at him.
"Yep, I've been studying away the day. What about you, love?" he asked smiling. Sapphira shrugged and propped herself up upon her elbows. Remus eyed her discreetly. She wore the uniform: a white button down blouse, House colored tie, a grey vest and a grey skirt. She wore knee high black socks and black boots and her black Hufflepuff crested robe. Sapphira had her curly brown hair down. Remus loved her hair-it always smelt to nice. But he loved her eyes more. They were honeys suckle brown...and rather misty which made her seem unworldly. Almost like a Goddess...
"I've been in the library and out at Quidditch practice. Ugh, William has been yelling at us all day-he told me I need to step my game up. I've been doing terrible this season!" Remus laughed and pulled her onto his lap, casting away his book.
"Now that's a lie. You've been doing exceptionally well-even James says so!"
"I wish James was my team captain."
"Funny, that's the same thing Drusella says."
"No duh, our captains aren't so good. They think they're God on a broomstick but they can't even compete with James. At least he's actually really good and not just braggging when they've clearly got nothing to brag about. Honestly, how does he really think he can compare with the James Potter?" Remus's amused laugh broke her from her angry lecture, and she turned to face him. Her face was twisted in confused irritation.
"What're you laughing at? I haven't said anything the least bit fun-"
"Calm down, love. It's just, wow, you really admire James don't you? We're kind of the same then, you and me. I admire James too. Him and Sirius-they're my brothers and my heros. They're never afraid to go after what they want. They never back down from a challange unless they know it'll harm the ones they love. And they'll be damned if they see someone they love get hurt." He said this so seriously, so admiringly that Sapphira was momentarily rendered speechless.
Remus looked down as he placed his hand on hers. Sapphira looked down too, watching as his soft fingers ran over her knuckles and lifted her Quidditch bruised hand in his book-soft ones. He leaned over, carefully and calmly, and drew her to him, kissing her lips ever so lightly. Sapphira closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall into the cool pool of serenity that his kiss provided. The sweet europhia of his soft lips pressing delicately against her sent her mind screaming and yet-it was the most calm, romantic thing she'd ever experianced. He pulled away from her, his warm eyes alight with a smile.
"You're beautiful." he whispered.
"That's what Eurnabold said to Cristakle just before he died in Alien Warfair 2."
Remus's head dropped in surrender.
"Hey, Wormtail!" Peter Pettigrew's short blonde hair brushed over into his eyes as he turned to see who was calling him. It was Padfoot, Sirius Black, with his tie undone and top few buttons loose, which made many girls around him swoon. Peter laughed and shook his head. He'd known Sirius for seven years and all seven of those he had girls practically stalking him. It was the same with James. Remus and he, on the other hand, were a lot less...swoonable. Of course, Remus had a few admirers and once or twice Peter would find himself being asked out. He usually said no because he, like Remus, wanted to find someone he actually liked. It wasn't that Sirius and James would date just anybody, but then again, they had a wider selection of girls to choose from.
"Hey, there, mate!"
"Hey, Padfoot." Sirius slumped beside rat-boy in the grass. Peter had been siting there, quietly watching the lake and the people who'd pass by it.
"Looking for a lady?" Sirius asked, grinning. Peter glared at him.
"I've got a lady, thank you very much."
Sirius shrugged and eyed a large group of girls that passed by. They were looking at the two boys and Sirius nodded his head in a way of saying hello, and the girls erupted into fits of giggles. Peter stared at his friend in exasperation.
"Dude, you've got a girlfriend! What're you doing!"
"It's a little harmless flirting. Everyone does it-" Peter smacked his arm and glared at him. Sirius had a knack for being inconsiderate at times. But...he also had a knack for holding grudges.
"Padfoot, if this is about that Crouch kid, you really need to get over it. She wasn't cheating on you, mate! She was just being nice to him!"
"I never said she was cheating on me, Peter! And don't you bring up Dru at a time like this! If I wanted to talk about her, I'd bring it up." Peter rolled his eyes.
"Padfoot, you always want to talk about her! You're infatuated with the poor girl!" Sirius glared at him angrily. His usually warm brown eyes were burning with rage and irritation.
"Look, Wormtail! What happened between me and Drusella is strictly Drusella's and my own business! I'm not hoarding you for information about Andrea, am I! Now, could you please listen to me for once and drop it?"
Peter jumped to his feet and looked at his friend, exasperatedly. Sirius could be so dense sometimes. Could he not even see what was happening right in front of him? Of course, Peter would take Sirius's side over anyone else's-he was, after all, one of his best friends, but this time he knew Sirius was wrong. Never before had he seen such a screwed up couple as Drusella and Sirius!
After Peter walked away, Sirius was left to contemplate what he'd said. Sirius shook his head; his dark hair falling over his eyes. It wasn't as easy as Peter tried to make it sound. No-it wasn't easy at all. There were massive complications and suddenly Sirius got the feeling that all the suffering would go away if Drusella and he just ended it. It wasn't right to think that though. But he didn't know if he could stand it any longer. Being without Drusella was slowly killing him-yet, every time they were together things wouldn't go right. She made him feel things he'd never felt before, some good some bad. He'd finally fallen in love, which was great, yet jealousy was always surging through him, and Sirius knew that was harming the two of them.
What was he to do? Sirius stood up, stretched, and retreated back to the dormitories.
Hey there...I'm sorry that this chapter is so short, but,...oh, well...I know, I know, you're probably fed up with Sirius and Drusella-they're so complicated, but trust me-they're based off two of my friends and their relationship right now (only my friend's relationship is a lot more confusing!) Lily and James are going good, but I still have yet to set up a date for their wedding. Any suggestions? It's mid March right now, in the story.