Author's Note: Those of you who read my story at school will be pleased to know that this is a new chapter that you have not read. And those of you who have not read this at my school, well, this will still be new anyways. I am not really sure that I like this chapter, it went in a completely different way than when I had sat down to write it.

Also, Happy 16th Birthday Sabrina.

I once again do not own Lily of James Potter.

Charmed Love Chapter 14

October 7

Breakfast

I really just did not feel like writing this weekend because I just didn't have much that went on in my life. I just spent the weekend hanging out with Vanessa and Alice going generic girl stuff. I didn't get to spend much time with Beth because she was hanging out with Eric and I just have not desire at all to hang out with those two together.

I am still not entirely sure how I personally feel and think about Eric. I mean as far as boys go, he seems pretty decent. Beth could have chosen a lot worse as far as boyfriends go at Hogwarts. Because there are some real creepers at this school that masquerade as normal people.

But as far as having to hang out with him by myself for long periods, I just really don't know him that well. I am just not sure that he is as perfect as Beth makes him out to be. But then again, that just might be me resenting him over the whole Beth issue.

I still had fun this weekend, though. Sometimes you just get the feeling that you can never get enough girl time with the people that you actually like. I thought to myself as I brushed through my hair, and fixed it up in a French braid. I spent the entire weekend leafing through magazines and just talking to the two of them. I had debated long and hard over whether or not to tell them about what happened on Friday night. I had finally decided that I was not going to say anything. It is not that I don't want to share it with them; I just want to keep it to myself for a little while longer. Anyways it is not like they will be left in the dark for too much longer. Because James will probably say something to me by the end of the day, and when we were angry at each other that just didn't happen.

I smiled as I looked into the mirror once again remembering how happy I was that we were friends again. I had smiled the whole weekend away; I was just that happy. Alice and Vanessa either thought that I was just in a better mood (which is correct) or that I had completely gone off the deep end.

Oh, well, I sighed as I pulled a few wisps of my hair out of my braid so that it could frame my face. I didn't look great, but I guess that I didn't look horrible either. I just looked like, well, I just looked like myself. I am not the great beauty out of our group, which is Alice. The only notable thing about me is my red hair and emerald eyes most of my other features are just plain.

I looked at the clock by the side of my bedside. I still had a bit of time so I gathered up all of the books and parchment that was lying around my school bag. I had not gotten much more of my homework done this weekend due to the fact that I really have not been able to concentrate on much of anything this weekend.

"It's a good thing that I am usually very on top of my homework. I suppose that I can afford to have a lazy weekend once and a while." I said to myself, quickly picking my school stuff and stuffing them into my bag.

Once I got my bag all assembled and on my shoulder, I turned around to regard myself in the mirror. I should try that black mascara that Alice is always trying to convince me to wear so that she knows that I actually listen to her when she rambles on about trivial things like that. I thought to myself as I walked back into the bathroom for the 30th time that morning. After I was done applying the mascara, I walked back to the mirror to look at how I the makeup affected my face. I was politely pleased by the entire effect. It seems amazing how such a slim little bottle can make your eyes just pop. "I really should take the time to do this every morning." I mused to myself as I looked at my reflection.

I fixed my hair one more time before turning to leave the room. I carefully shut the door and walked slowly down the stairs so that I would not trip and fall. It seems like that should not be that hard to do, walk slowly, but my legs had other ideas. It was the knowledge that I was going to be seeing James again that was making my legs and heart work faster. "Deep breath, Lily." I said to myself in an attempt to calm my fluttering heart.

I decided that I should just try to think about something that was not related to James Potter in any way. I suddenly remembered that my copy of Pride and Prejudice that I started reading this weekend was lying out on the table. I dashed into the room so that I would not forget to pick it up.

The book was right where I left it, but I just could not find the bookmark. I am a firm believer in using bookmarks; I just always seem to be losing the darn things.

"Looking for your bookmark, Lily?" A voice asked from behind me. I knew who it was so I started to smile before I even turned around.

"Yeah, I was reading a book down here and I must have forgotten to put it in my spot when I stopped reading that night." I replied turning around to face him when I was done talking which I suppose was a good thing for I probably would have lost my train of thought.

He was standing much, much closer than I had anticipated his distance through the sound and volume of his voice. When I turned around I found that he was only standing a foot or so away from me. He stood there holding my bookmark with a lopsided grin on his face that probably had the ability to stop anyone's heart.

"Well, lucky for you that I found it, isn't it? It would have been horrible if you would never have found this, wouldn't it?" He looked down at the bookmark, and because I label my bookmarks for what story I was reading, he asked. "You are reading Pride and Prejudice, isn't that a muggle story?" Looking at me with a quizzical expression on his face.

"Well I guess then that would be fine because I am a muggle born." I said in an incredulous voice because that question was just a pointless one. "It happens to be one of my favorite stories of all time."

"I suppose that taken that into account, I can see why you might want this bookmark back, then." He said absently turning the bookmark over and over in his hand.

I held out my hand so that he could give it back to me, but all he did was look back at me with a mischievous glimmer in his hazel eyes. "Is there something that you want, Evans?" He asked with a faint smile playing on his lips.

I looked back at him for a moment as if he might have temporarily gone mad, or if he was just suffering from severe short-term memory loss. We were, after all, just talking about it a few seconds ago. "My bookmark, James." I replied. "I was just wondering when you were planning on returning it back to me because I can't possible imagine that you could possibly want my Pride and Prejudice bookmark."

"You, Lily Evans, are definitely not the person who would know anything about what I do or do not want." He said his voice growing deeper and quieter than usual as he continues talking. He leaned down closer so that we were more of the same height. "But you didn't actually ask for it back." As he said this his eyes were sparkling as his mouth curved into a playful smirk.

I can't believe that he would have enough guts to tell me that I have to ask him to give me my bookmark back. Were in that strange male mind does he get the notion that this is the way it should happen. "Since when do people have to ask other people to get their own stuff back?" I ask incredulously angling my head up so that I could stare him right in the eye.

"Since I just decided that I wasn't going to give it back to you unless you asked me for it. Lily. That's when that rule was decided." He said looking ai me in a fashion that said that he was really enjoying teasing me.

"I thought you had said that you were not going to be unnecessarily difficult this year. This does not look good if you are intending on keeping that promise that you made me." I said in a last ditch effort to convince him to just give it back to me even though I knew that it was pointless. He is incredibly stubborn; I was not going to get this bookmark back unless I ask for it.

"Lily you know that this was not what I was talking about. Friends tease one another, and do little things to annoy each other all the time. Do you really expect me not to tease you? It is not really that difficult to do, is it? All you have to do is ask, and I will give it right back to you." He barely whispered that last part looking intently into my eyes.

I know that it makes me sound really pathetic, but every time he does that I can't help but get trapped in his eyes. It is just that they are so impossibly unique and perfect. The colors are enchanting and mysterious. They are so warm and deep so that you feel as if you are looking right into his soul. They can be hard as ice, or as sparkly as diamonds. They change so fast and complete as he changes how he feels.

"Lily." James said pulling me out of my private wandering thoughts. "It is really not all that difficult. I am positive that you can handle asking me for one small bookmark. You do want it, don't you?" He said that last sentence; his eyes sparkling in a fashion that made it seem that he had just said something suggestive to me.

I sighed, knowing that it was pointless trying to argue about this any longer. Might as well get on with this then, I thought to myself. "James, would you please be so kind as to give me my bookmark back, even though it should not have been necessary to ask in the first place." I said as sweetly as I possibly could.

"Yes, Lily. It was necessary to have you ask for me to return it to you." He said as he opened my hand and gently placed the bookmark into hand. "You will want to keep this with you seeing as you had to go through trouble to got it back. And I would probably be sad if I were to just find it lying around again." He added as his eyes sparkles as bright as the morning light. "And if I do find it again, who knows if I will even return it you."

"I will be sure to take good care of it now." I said with mock formality.

"Be sure that you do. See you later, Lily." He said picking up his bag and winking at me before he left to go down to breakfast.

I closed my hand gently but firmly around the bookmark. I do not think that I will ever lose this again. How could I? Now it seems to be so much more than a bookmark.

I smiled to myself as I carefully placed it into my book to mark my place. "There is only one problem with this." I thought to myself. "What will I do if I ever lose it again?"

Author's Note: So, I have not written much new in my notebook seeing as I have lately begun work on Charming a Flower. So I don't know when I will be able to update again. I guess that we can just pray that it will not be an obscenely long time before I feel far enough ahead in my notebook so that I can update again. (I have not even finished the next chapter, yet!)

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Love Allison