A/N: Ok despite my lack of reviews, I have decided I'm going to post anyways because I'm bored and I want to. Haha, well that's not a good excuse but I'm going to use it anyways. This time I'm Sirius, I want 10 reviews before I post again. I mean you get to be famous!!!!! So thank you cheesetaco, appleeater123, and Ridingstar95. I love you guys! I'm going to dedicate this chapter to you guys. YOU'RE ABSO-BLOODY-LUTELY AMAZING!!!!!

"Miss Evans, Mister Potter, Mister Black welcome to detention glad you could make it." McGonnagall said briskly.

"Hey Minnie," said somebody who was a little to eager to go to detention.

"Hello professor." Lily greeted.

"Mister Black I would like you to go down to Hagrid's. He needs assistance collecting things in the Forbidden Forest."

Sirius saluted her, said, "Yes ma'am," and sauntered out of the room knowing he and Hagrid would just sit around in the hut drinking a cup of tea.

"Miss Evans, Mister Potter you get to clean the lavatories on the third floor Charms corridor. Without magic. Would you please hand me your wands?"

Reluctantly Lily and James gave their professor their wands. "Come to my office when you're completely done." she sternly said, and walked away leaving the two in the empty classroom with a refilling bucket of soapy water, and two sponges.

"Well we better get started. It's eight and we have patrol in two hours." Lily grumbled.

"No we don't. When we get detention we don't have to patrol. Well since this is a long detention at least." James said motioning for her to grab the sponges as he got the heavy bucket.

"Oh," she simply said.

James started to pull an old mirror out of his robe pocket.

"James why in the world are you taking out a mirror? I thought you got past that whole egotistical stage." Lily said jokingly. Unbeknown to Lily, James was hurt more than he should have been by her little jab. He just ignored her and said, "Sirius Black," into the mirror.

Sirius' head popped into view from the mirror.

"Hey Prongs. Is Evans with you? I could tell you just couldn't wait until I left. Then you'd be alone with your ickle-Lily Flower."

"Shut up Padfoot and yes she is with me."

"Ooohhh, so it is your darling Lily Flower who's keeping you from talking to me."

"Sod off Padfoot. I'm talking to you right now,"

"Lily and James sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby sitting in a baby carriage."

He was about to repeat the verse when James started hurriedly stuffing the mirror back into his pocket muffling the sound, knowing Sirius it would start out with a nursery rhyme and end in some way showing profanity. He turned to Lily who was trying to keep from laughing at Sirius' antics.

"Sorry 'bout that. Detention makes him giddy."

"I would imagine so; it's like a second home to you guys. Well Sirius anyways."

"Yep, you're catching onto the tradition too."

"Tradition?"

"Yeah, well every last Wednesday of every month McGonnagall gives up detention."

"Oh doesn't that make me feel honored." she said sarcastically.

"It should. We're here by the way. I just cleaned these two weeks ago-"

"Well if we don't talk this will get done faster. Hand me a sponge."

Sighing lightly James handed her a sponge and they got to work.

And hour later barely anything was done and Lily and James were glaring daggers at each other. Apparently James wanted her to do the floor and he'd do the stalls. Lily wasn't going for that though. She didn't want to just do the easy part just because she was a girl. Even though James was just being chivalrous.

They ended up fighting for who got to clean the stalls. Not just like playful banter, or teasing, but wrestling. James of course was going easy on Lily. Lily knew this, so she wasn't exerting all her effort either. From a bystander's point of view if they saw it as wrestling they would have seen it as pathetic. The thing was, it didn't look like wrestling. At least to the two, first year girls that walked in.

"Erm, excuse me?" one of the girls piped up.

Lily and James took a short break from their wrestling match to see the two girls standing there with wide eyes.

Attempting to stand up and brush her robe off Lily responded in a stern tone, "Yes?"

"Well we just wanted to use the bathroom and you were kinda in our way," the other girl said nervously.

"Well it's nine o' clock and first year curfew is at seven. So you're out of bed two hours late and your four floors away from your common room." James said recognizing the Ravenclaw colors on their ties.

"You guys are out of bed too," the first girl said.

"We're in detention." Lily said grimly.

"Aren't you Head Boy and Girl though?"

"Welllllll yeah. Here's a tip. Never get detention from McGonnagall, or anyone else for that matter, but McGonnagall is the worst. She gives you detention with gits like this." Lily whispered to the girls jabbing her thumb behind her in James' direction.

The girls giggled, gave their promise to try to never get detention if Lily wouldn't take any points off, bade them goodnight, and skipped to their common room.

"That was a nice thing you did there Lily." James spoke up after about a minute or two of awkward silence.

"Erm thanks. I just didn't want them to think..... Other things." she said lightly.

"Well, yeah I can only imagine what was going through their minds right now. Head Boy and Girl making out in the girls lavatory after hours! It's so scandalous." He said sarcastically.

"Yeah, and to think we were fighting over who got to clean the stalls." Lily said with a roll of her eyes.

"Why don't we just vanish the stall walls, and then we'll put them back after we're done so there isn't any more wrestling over who get to do what?"

"You know Potter, that's the best idea you've had all night."

"Yeah, I know I'm brilliant."

"So Mr. Brilliant, I'm freezing and drying charms don't work since we'll keep getting wet. Since you've had ssoooo much experience in detention-"

"Is Miss-I'm-Head-Girl-and-I'm-Top-Student-That-Actually-Studies asking me, Mr. Brilliant, for help?"

"Yes I am. Make me warmer." she pouted.

"Your wish is my command." he said cheekily and flashed her a grin that would make her weak at the knees if she were standing.

"Take off your robe," he ordered.

"My robe is nice and thick, it'll keep me warm. If I take it off it'll get even colder!" she argued.

"I'm not wearing my robe, and my teeth aren't chattering."

"Well-" she spluttered, "You're a guy!" she said lamely.

"Thank you for noticing." Truth be told she did notice many things. First he had great abs from all that Quidditch. He had a good tan, even though it was the end of November. He was wet, to state the obvious and his shirt clung to him even tighter than she suspected it would. Not that she thought about that.... A lot.

"Guys never get cold! Ever! Whenever a girl in sweats and three layers of shirts on, walks up to them and says its cold they're standing there in shorts and a T-Shirt saying it's not cold. Then they act all sweet and say 'Here have my jacket', but they don't know that annoys the girl because although she is grateful for the jacket, she doesn't want you to stand there like it isn't cold out, even if you are to bloody proud."

"Well I do get cold thank you very much, and I just won't offer you this nice warm, water repellant jacket."

"You don't have a nice warm water repellant jacket." she said mocking his tone.

"I have an imaginary one, and that's all that matters, because it keeps me warm." he said childishly enough sticking his tongue out at her.

Glaring playfully, now Lily was colder than before. Without her robe that James purposefully splashed more water on to make it colder, she was in her white polo, black plaited skirt, and her knee high socks.

"What are you looking at?" James asked about another five minutes later.

"Oh nothing," Lily blushed fiercely at her lie, but not averting her eyes.

Following her eyes, he was met with his own chest.

Smirking he started staring at Lily.

"What are you looking at?"

"Oh nothing," he said mocking her tone.

It was like deja vu. Lily traced his eyes to her chest.

"James Potter! Were you looking at my chest?"

"Lily Evans! Were you looking at my chest?"

"You can't answer with a question that's cheating!"

"That wasn't a rule. Besides I thought this was a staring contest."

"Oh well-"

"Ha! You can't make up rules the contest already started."

With an indignant humph she went back to scrubbing, still not looking away from his chest since now it had become a contest. Her looking at him felt different them him staring at her though. Way different.

Suddenly she really wished she had her robe back on. But then she'd have to look at the robe to get it, and they didn't have wands.

Lily just thought really, really hard about the warm, water repellant, jacket hoping it would give her a sense of warmth. Surprisingly it worked! She was nice and toasty warm! Then she caught James staring into her eyes with awe, and was that respect she saw?

Realizing he lost the contest she yelled "Ha! I won!" and stuck her tongue out at him, just as he had done minutes ago.

"How did you do that?" he asked in awe.

"What beat you? It wasn't that hard James you really-"

"No, no not beat me. How did you get that jacket?" he asked curiously. "I mean one second I was staring at your wet, while shirt, that did look beautiful on you by the way. Then the next second you're in a puffy green jacket and sweatpants. Which is perfectly dry might I add?"

"What?" Lily looked down at herself. And sure enough, there was the puffy, green jacket James was implying. "Oh, I was just thinking how cold I was, and how that water repellant jacket sounded like heaven. Then I was just warm." she said her own curiosity showing.

"We're going to see Dumbledore when we're done with this." James said finality ebbed in the words.

"What why! It's only a warm up suit James."

"You used bloody wandless magic! Dumbledore needs to know about this, Lily."

"No he doesn't! It's just wandless magic. I bet loads of people can do it,"

"No Lily, not many people can do it. Like maybe 1000,"

"That's a lot of people James." Lily raised her eyebrows in apprehension.

"In the world."

Lily froze. This just couldn't be. There was like a one in a million chance of having this gift. She was a Muggleborn. Surely this couldn't be happening. She wasn't even that powerful! She still liked to use sippy cups when she drank juice! She struggled with her Transfiguration! She was 5'4 and 125 pounds for god's sake. She didn't see herself as a threat to many people.

"James," she said slowly, "nobody can know about this."

"What! Why? We have to tell Dumbledore! He can help you! He can do wandless magic too."

"James, Dumbledore is one of the most respected wizards in the world. Of course he can do wandless magic. He's also number one target for Voldemort."

"Lily," James said softly, "nobody will know but Dumbledore, you, and me. I promise."

"No." she said sternly, "the more people who know about this, the more I'll be at risk. I already know I'm a target for Voldemort. That much is bloody obvious. I'm Muggleborn for god's sake!"

"Fine. I was just trying to help." James said solemnly and went back to work knowing he couldn't win with her.

Lily looked over to him. He looked so put out, and she could tell he was cold, but just trying to hide it. She looked at him for a good hard few seconds and in a heartbeat he was wearing a puffy black jacket, and sweatpants to match her green ones.

He smiled and relaxed his muscles now looking content, "Thanks."

"No problem. It'll be our little secret." smiled Lily.

"Now it's time for the boy's lavatory!" James said happily.

"Why is that so exciting. At least girls have hygiene," Lily said wrinkling her nose as they walked across the hall, their warm-ups making an annoying scratchy sound as they walked.

"They're litterbugs! Did you see all of those wrappers everywhere! I mean it looks like there were blood stains on the floor! Honestly it looked like there was a fist fight in there and nobody cleaned up the evidence."

"Erm James." she said awkwardly.

"What!" he exclaimed, "It's true! As Sirius said, it would be unethical for me to lie about it."

"And as me and you said 'We don't care about ethics'," Lily just shook her head at James. "Let me jog your memory here. I have two words for you. Pink. Boxers."

"Ok, ew. I'm a guy here. Let's not talk about this. Lalalalalalalalalala," he sang as Lily followed laughing at him.

"You asked for it. Don't even get me started on the guy's bathroom. I mean the walls are not painted yellow."

"Ew, your right. How about you use a little bit of (our little secret) and it'll be all clean and you won't have to touch a thing."

"Fine, but we ssssooo need a better codename for it."

"Yessss,"

With a flash of her eyes the room was simply sparkling.

"Ok now you have to think of the codename for it. That was exhausting."

Feeling bad about making her use all of her energy and use wandless magic to clean the boys bathroom he started brainstorming. I mean come on it was the boy's bathroom.

As they were walking back to McGonagall's office he started sprouting off codenames.

"Pumpkin?"

"To pumpkiny,"

"Tissue?"

"To allergy related,"

"Muggle?"

"To common of a word,"

"Rucksack?"

"Erm, no,"

"Cupcake?"

"Cupcake? Well let's see. We don't have cupcakes served for dinner, and they taste good, and people will just think we're talking about food. Since you're always hungry, it fits."

"So cupcake it is?"

"Cupcake it is." Lily agreed.

"AAHHH!" Lily screamed as she slipped. She must have stepped in one of the numerous puddles James was leaving as the bucket swung back and forth.

"Lily!"

"I'm fine. I'm fine." she said irately holding her hands out so that he wouldn't come any closer."

"No Lily you're not fine you just slipped and fell!"

"James people slip and fall every day. It's not life threatening. Besides I can walk watch." she gradually got to sitting on her knees and put out the one leg that didn't hurt so she could prop herself up. She got up fine, but she wasn't putting any pressure on her left ankle.

"See I'm fine."

"Your fine? Try walking then." he said smugly.

"Ok," she took a step with her right foot, which left all of her 125 pounds on her left foot. She let out a gasp of pain and James came rushing to her side.

"See you can't walk! I'm carrying you." he declared.

"No James you are not-" her breathing hitched before she could finish her second. Now she was being carried, bridal style, by none other than James Potter. Oh god.

Refusing to her any one of her numerous protests Lily finally accepted she wasn't going to be put down anytime soon. She was getting really, really, sleepy as she bounced softly up and down in James' strong arms. She put her arms around his neck, nuzzled her head into his chest, and inhaled his sweet scent. He smelled like Mandarin, Flowers, Pepper, Sandalwood, Vanilla, Musk, and Amber all in one. To Lily it smelt like heaven on earth despite the fait soapy smell that she noticed was her wet hair.

She gave up and fell asleep clearly exhausted. James smiled to himself. He was perfectly happy. Detention was over. He had a beautiful girl sleeping in his arms. He could just imagine a nice fluffy pillow waiting for him.

When he reached McGonagall's office he had to knock with his foot so he wouldn't drop Lily.

"Mr. Potter, Miss-" McGonnagall started but was cut off by James.

"Sshhh she's sleeping."

The slightest of smiles graced the Transfiguration teacher's face; "Take care of her James." that was all she said. She handed James their wands and closed the door without an explanation. She even called him James. Never in his life had he heard a professor call a student by their first name.

He got a cheeky grin slowly starting to form on his face. He always knew McGonnagall liked him better than Sirius.

When he got back to the Common Room it was completely deserted. Since he couldn't get up to the girls staircase he laid Lily down on the most comfortable couch by the fire. He ran up to his dormitory grabbed his pillow and blanket. He rushed back down stair and lightly lifted her head carefully avoiding getting his fingers tangled in her luscious locks. After putting his favorite pillow under her head he draped the blanket over her.

Noticing now he didn't have a place to sleep he transfigured an old gobstones piece into a nice pillow, and the gobstones board into a fuzzy blanket.

That night he slept soundly knowing that Lily was sleeping just a couch away. The last thing he saw before he fell asleep was her lying next to him. He swore he was the happiest man alive at the moment, and didn't exactly know why.

A/N: Well there you have it! I would like to thank my.... acquaintance Tiffany for helping me with this chapter. It's dedicated to her. She has a mean step-dad so this is for you Tiffany! By the way you're famous now! Yayy! So the message is if you want your big break as a rock star, actor, actress, or just anything you can just about think of REVIEW!!!!!!!! Remember 10 reviews for the next post!!!!!!! If you have your own HP story that you want me to Read and Review I'll do it. I'm on here like 24/7. Especially when I'm supposed to be sleeping! Thank god for my iPod Touch! I would Siriusly die without it. I mean then I wouldn't be able to read your guy's stories! So even if your review is to suggest another story I'll take it!

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