Of Mudbloods and Sex
(A/N: hey everyone! So hopefully I'll start updating more regularly now. i understand I've been disappointing people by not updating in a year (it's an extreme pet peeve of mine, unfortunately, so I'm quite disgusted with myself. Bad butterflaii, bad butterflaii!!! slams head against wall several times
anyway. Thanks for all the reviews! I hope you've been enjoying reading my fic. It's one of the best ideas I've had (although not the most original, I'm afraid.)
IMPORTANT NOTE: well, I've had some people voice some opinions over the type of girl I refer to as 'hot' and 'popular'. Thanks so much for the heads up. I'm going to explain right now that what I'm doing here is being extremely cliché. I take the stereotypical kind of girl that people see in a lot of the media these days and I just apply it to my view of Lily, Ro, and Kirst. I'm sorry to say I can't explain myself any further without giving away the entire plot, but I will foreshadow a little bit right now: this story is not just about lily and james getting together. I plan on adding adventure, and battles in this fic. I refuse to make this story just about sex and scandal (although that will be a huge part of it, cuz that's always funfunfun). I'd just like to say that if you're thinking that this might be another stereotypical, lily-becomes-scandalous-and-james-starts-pulling-the-works-on-her-and-she-falls-madly-in-love-at-first-kiss, you might want to continue reading for the next few chapters and see if you change your mind. D
anyhoo, on to the fic! I hope you enjoy!
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Chapter Ten: Dirty Dancing and "It"
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to a certain Talia N. and Debbie S. Thank you for so many amazing memories at CTD. I hope you both enjoy this chapter immensely!
Lily, Kirst and Ro caught their breath, exchanging sly smiles. Their plan had worked perfectly – they had executed their descent down the stairs with no mishaps. The trio moved towards each other to exchange a few words before they started dancing.
"Oh, my God," Kirst giggled, grinning at her best friends. "That was wicked."
"I'm going to have to agree," Lily said, letting a small smile grace her face. Ro's eyes were sparkling with excitement and mischief as she scanned the crowd around her.
"Wait," Ro interrupted their victory chat. "Um… what are we supposed to do now?"
"Well, dance, duh."
"But, but – "
"Okay," Kirst said patiently, looking over Ro's and Lily's shoulders. "Just watch me and do what I do. And most of the boys here already know what they're doing too. Basically, follow their lead."
"What do you mean, follow their lead?"
Kirst rolled her eyes, but said hurriedly, "Basically like any other dance. The guy leads. Now come on, the boys are coming in."
The trio looked around them and found this true. As they turned their attention towards the crowd, flirtatious smiles replaced the worried looks on Lily's, Ro's, and Kirst's faces. Lily and Ro still had no idea what to do – their summer was full of scandalous deeds, yes, but they had never really been to dances where dirty dancing had happened.
Oh well, Ro thought, as she faced her next challenge. I'll just… follow their lead.
James and Sirius pushed through the crowd towards the girls. Unfortunately, a bunch of other guys seemed to have the same idea, and the girls were surrounded by wizards vying for their attention. Finally resorting to some elbowing and shoving, James broke through the crowd before finding himself standing next to Lily herself.
James stopped, swallowing hard. He heard Sirius arrive behind him and do exactly the same.
The girls had gone back to a dance move they had executed earlier. Now they seemed to be grinding together – Lily in the back, Ro in the middle, and Kirst in front – moving their hands slowly up and down each other's bodies. Sometimes they would reach dangerously close to more 'private' parts of the body, before moving away at the last possible moment.
"Somebody pinch me. I feel like I'm in heaven," Sirius whispered as his eyes – and the pairs of many of the other blokes around him – transfixed themselves to the sight before him.
James swallowed again before approaching Evans, tapping her on the shoulder.
Merlin, do I have a hard-on, James thought quickly before Lily turned towards him. At this, the other two girls broke off, so now the boys could approach them all separately.
"Hey, Evans," James said, shooting her a grin.
"Hey, Potter," Lily said flirtatiously, circling her hips in time to the music. James couldn't help but follow the motion with his eyes.
"Nice dancing earlier," he said conversationally.
"You were watching?"
"Of course I was. How could I not watch, when someone as gorgeous as yourself was under the spotlight?"
"Gorgeous?" she asked, standing closer to him and continuing to dance.
Calm down, James mentally told his erection, which, of course, refused to co-operate. It was Evans.
"Very much so," he replied, looking into her green eyes. Today they seemed to have a spark of mischief in it; James found that he liked it very much.
"Well, I'm sorry to inform you that your… sweet-talking has no effect on me. As you see, a lot of other boys think I'm – as you say – gorgeous," she said, smiling at all the boys around her flirtatiously.
This is going very well, Lily though, smirking.
"How about I convince you otherwise?"
Calm down, calm down, calm down James mentally berated himself. For a second he thought he would be alright – until it came back full force, accompanied with a dull, aching need.
She turned to look at him again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Sirius was busy approaching Kirsty with the same intentions that James had with Lily. He allowed himself a small amused smile before turning back to Lily.
"You? Convince me?" Lily laughed.
"If you have forgotten, for the last six years, you have only convinced me that you are an arrogant, egotistical, annoying bastard." She let every adjective drop from her lips as if they were droplets of candy, with an additional small lick of the lips at the end. James just stared down at her mouth as she asked him, "What makes you think you can convince me differently?"
"How about one dance?" James jumped at the chance, moving a little closer to Lily, forgetting about his 'little problem'.
"Sorry, Potter," Lily said, smiling non-apologetically, "A bunch of other guys are in line for a dance. Maybe if the you get in line, you may be able to claim a dance before the end of the night."
Potter blinked as he watched another guy sidle between Lily and him at this statement and others crowded in front of him to get around her. It was the first time in ages that he had been rejected by a girl to dance – since Lily was never there, he had never been rejected at the dances. Now this was a new thing for him to consider.
On the other side of the cleared space on the dance floor, Sirius had sidled up to a busily flirting Kirst. He grabbed her elbow and spun her around to face him, smirking down at the beautiful blonde.
"Hey, sexy," he said, pulling her closer. "Did you think you'd lose me so quickly?"
"Of course not, Sirius darling," Kirst replied, looking up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "But I do believe you're being quite rude to the lads who were here before you."
"What lads?" Sirius asked, looking around at the guys around him with a raised eyebrow. "I see no lads."
Shooting them all a dangerous look that clearly said, Back off, she's mine, Sirius moved closer to Kirst as the rest of the blokes shot him contemptuous looks and stalked off. One seemed like he was about to protest, but Sirius' strong grip on his wrist and a glare later, he was hurrying away quickly after the other boys.
"See?" Sirius announced to Kirst, turning back to her. "No lads."
Kirst stood there with her arms crossed, trying to look put off.
"You've gotten rid of all the blokes!" Kirst pouted. "Now what do I do?"
"You could dance with me," Sirius suggested, moving dangerously close to her.
Kirst raised an eyebrow and looked up into his gray eyes.
"What makes you think I'd dance with you just because you've chased off all other prospective partners?"
Sirius grinned and moved behind Kirst, bending down and whispering in her ear.
"Because I know you want it as much as I do." Sirius' eyes held a challenge; Kirst didn't know what, but she felt herself shiver.
"Oh, really?"
Sirius didn't reply, but slowly pressed up behind her. Kirst's eyes widened – so slightly that no one around her noticed. But Sirius did and, grinning slowly, he placed his hands on her hips.
Ro watched as James and Sirius assaulted her two best friends. She allowed herself a little smile before she turned back to her newly acquired admirers. She saw a few Sixth and Seventh years crowding around her, while a few Fourth years who had snuck into the party and some Fifth years were shoved out of the way.
Feeling a little sorry for the younger boys, Ro proceeded to walk through the crowd – which had parted for her, surprisingly – and up to a good-looking, shy Fifth year standing by the wall.
"Didn't you hear me sing?" Ro asked as she smiled coquettishly up at the tall Fifth year.
"W-w-what?" he stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence around the exotic Asian girl.
"I asked, didn't you hear me sing?" Ro grabbed his hand and smiled up at him. "I did say 'do somethin'."
"Well, um, uh – "
"Dance with me?"
The boy looked shocked as his friends and other boys shot him jealous looks and Ro tugged him towards the center of the dance floor where her two other friends were.
Lily pulled a random Sixth year for the crowd, and was about to start dancing with him when she suddenly remembered that she had no idea what she was doing.
Oh, Merlin, she thought, looking around hurriedly. Then she spotted Kirst not a few feet away from her – how did she not notice her standing there before? – dancing with Sirius. Lily's eyes widened slightly as she saw that Sirius was pressed right up against Kirst, and their hips were moving in time with the music.
So that's what she means by 'dirty dancing', Lily thought, slightly panicking. Does she really think Ro and I can do that?! That's basically me sticking my ass on a guy's prick and 'dancing'! It's not a very comforting thought!
The boy she was with – she belatedly remembered that his name was David, or something along those lines – looked down at her somewhat impatiently and asked, "So are we going to dance or what? I've been waiting all night to grind with you, you know."
Lily was at a slight loss. If this had been a scenario placed last year, she would have slapped the boy for thinking such impudent thoughts. But right now, there was a lot at stake – James was still staring at her and contemplating; about what, she had no idea.
Lily made a quick decision and hoped she wasn't about to screw it all up.
"Of course we are," she purred, sidling closer to the pleased boy. "Why don't we get started?"
Just follow his lead, just follow his lead! Lily thought over and over as she felt the boy come up behind her. He placed his hands on her hips and she felt his body all along her back. She felt something pressed up against her – no wondering what that was – but it was a fleeting thought before he started to move and she with him.
For the first minute, Lily concentrated really hard on keeping time with the music and David's movements. After awhile, she realized that she was leading the dance instead of him, and one glance over her shoulder showed that he looked a little put off.
Lily bit her lip and relaxed, letting him take the lead. As the days went by she seemed to gain more control of her temper and her tongue – as much as this pleased her in some sticky situations, Lily wasn't used to this side of herself. Still, she relaxed and let the boy lead her in the dance. She found that she could have fun if she just let loose, and started getting into the dance partway through.
James stood there, stunned. His face was blank – he learnt as a child that this would be a good trick when he was older, and James used it often – though he felt like shooting a particular nasty hex at the boy whose hands were all over Evans. His Lily.
My Lily? James asked himself before shaking his head. She's never been my Lily. Although it's been so long since I had started wishing that.
Even so, James expression hardened when, after three songs, Lily was still dancing with that David kid from Sixth year. Who does he think he is, anyway? At least it was enough time for me to take care of that raging hard-on.
After the fourth song, James cut in, shoving the boy harder than necessary.
"Oh, whoops," James said pleasantly as the boy rubbed the area of his arm that James 'accidentally fell onto'. "Sorry. Didn't see you there. You all right, chap?"
David glared at him, but smirked after a second.
"Bet you were in a bit of a fit when you saw me dancing with your girl," David sneered before stalking off.
"What did he say?" Lily asked as both she and James watched David walk away.
"Nothing," James said, turning back to the redhead beside him. "I don't listen to snarky little boys anyway."
In the past, Lily would have berated him for describing a fellow housemate like that. But this time, all Lily did was just raise an eyebrow at him.
After a few seconds of silence between them – the party was still going on pretty energetically – Lily asked out loud, as if to the room, "Now who's going to dance with me?"
Before any of the guys eyeing from around her could move, James was already behind her, slipping his hands around her to her hips. Lily shivered as she felt his hands brush the sides of her torso on the way down and his chest pressing into her back. As soon as she felt him relax behind her, they started to dance.
As a new song came on, James felt a thrill course through his body. He had dreamed of holding Lily in just this way many times – intimately, with his hands on her hips and his body pressed up against her. Not to mention the whole basis of grinding.
Lily relaxed in James grip. Somehow, it just seemed easier to follow James's movements in comparison to David's. Lily supposed that James was just a better dancer. God knows he's done this millions of times before. Kirst even revealed to Lily that she had danced with James several times before at these parties, and he had been very good at it.
Feeling a lot more comfortable dancing, Lily let herself go, grinding into James with such a sudden ferocity that James was caught off guard.
Oh, Merlin, James thought as he and Lily continued to dance to a fast-paced song. He could hardly concentrate as she pushed into him harder at every beat.
Ro glanced over at her two friends who seemed to be having fun dancing. For awhile, Lily had danced with that Sixth year, David; now she seemed a bit more preoccupied with dancing with James. Grinning at their success, Ro relaxed in the grip of the Fifth year she had stolen from the sidelines. Aware that other boys were watching her, she sent them all a wink before reverting her concentration back to her current task.
"Excuse me," a soft-spoken voice asked behind her. "May I cut in?"
Charles, the fifth year boy, immediately let go of Ro. Appearing in front of her, he shot her a shy, embarrassed smile before rushing off to the corner where his friends waited jealously. Ro caught a glimpse of the beginning of Charles's questioning before turning around to face the interrupter.
Remus's shy smile met her as she looked up at him in mild surprise. It was so like Remus to ask politely to interrupt a dance – even one at this kind of party.
"May I have this dance?" Remus asked, that shy smile lighting up his face again.
"Of course," Ro replied, honestly unable to flirt with such an adorable boy.
Remus moved up behind her and Ro settled into his grip. As they started to move, Ro thought, He has the most endearing smile.
She felt his slight unease at dancing and the tenseness of his hands on her hips. He was as uncomfortable with dancing with her as Charles had been. Easing his hands, she took the lead for awhile – I seem to be doing that a lot lately, she thought wryly – letting him get used to the dancing.
After one song, Remus made as if to move away, but Ro tightened her grip on his hands.
Looking over her shoulder to look up into a surprised Remus's face, she smiled and asked, "Keep dancing with me?"
Remus looked surprised for a moment more, but finally shot his familiar smile at her. Ro turned back around and they went back to dancing. They didn't leave each other for the rest of the night.
Lily found that she had trouble breathing.
In James's grasp, she had started grinding hard into James, enjoying the fun of dirty dancing. Now that they had been at it for a while – she'd lost count of how many songs they had been dancing together – Lily was starting to tire.
Yes, that's it, Lily thought to herself, pushing back into James. Shortness of breath is due to fatigue. Of course it's not the funny thing you're feeling whenever James presses on your hips. Nope, 'course not…
"Getting tired?" James panted from behind her, busily trying not to pay attention to how much pleasure he was receiving.
Oh God, James thought, pushing into Lily with the same amount of ferocity she was displaying. Part of me wants her to stop before this gets too out of hand. And yet again… this is way too good to pass up. And I'd rather keep dancing instead of letting another bloke come along and dance with her instead.
"'Course not," Lily shot back, increasing the tempo of her dancing.
James inaudibly groaned as he felt himself pressing his member harder into her ass.
Almost without thinking, he let his hands slowly slip down further her body, following the path of her legs.
Lily felt it, but for some reason her body didn't reject. In response, she grinded into him seductively; something – possibly a moan – slipped from her lips as she her head dropped back to rest on his chest. From his spot above her, James could see down Lily's extremely revealing shirt. He closed his eyes and tried to gain control over the erection that was waiting to happen.
Her hands ran down his arms to stop at his hands. James shivered and he felt her desire, almost as if her fingers were communicating with his senses.
In this position they continued their newfound intimacy. James thought he wouldn't be able to stop his eyes from rolling back into his head if they continued at this rate.
Lily found that seducing James Potter was getting a lot more fun by the minute. And she was enjoying it immensely.
James stifled a groan and Lily rubbed him in a particularly pleasurable way. He felt himself lose his control and harden, but for some reason, he couldn't break away from her.
Oh shit, oh shit, what if she starts freaking out? James worried before stifling another groan as Lily repeated the particular move from before.
Well, she doesn't seem to be minding much at the moment, James thought before he felt his other brain take over.
Grabbing Lily's right leg – so close to forbidden territory – he felt her gasp against him as he continued dancing.
Lily whimpered quietly before bending down slightly and pressing her ass up against James. Now it was James' turn to grit his teeth.
Suddenly, he grabbed Lily and turned her around. Lily was caught in an intense hazel stare before she found herself pressed up against James Potter – this time with both of them facing each other.
James positioned one of his legs between Lily's and literally pressed his entire length up against her.
Lily swallowed a gasp before adjusting to this new way of dance. She could feel every inch of his toned chest against her own. Grinding hard, she found that she felt just as much pleasure as she was sure he was feeling.
In James' embrace – both their hands on each other's hips – she couldn't escape his gaze. Lily looked up into his face – noticed the slight stubble he had along his jawline, the particular strong line of his nose, the hair that had fallen into his hazel eyes. She noticed that his eyes were darkened and were concentrating on only one thing – her.
And she couldn't help but feel a slight shiver travel down the entire length of her body.
Sirius and Kirst were having a particular volatile dance a few feet away from James and Lily.
Kirst, having had lots of experience from before, knew exactly how to make a boy come back for more – or in this case, never leave her side.
So far, it had been working.
Sirius had not left his spot from behind her since they started dancing. Now he had slipped his hands into the insides of her legs, grinding himself into her hard.
Suddenly, he started backing her up, not letting go. Kirst, confused as she was, followed until she finally felt them hit against something.
One glance over her shoulder revealed that they were against a wall.
Grinning to herself, she started to perform a particularly sexy dance number on Sirius. She did this so slowly that it was all Sirius could do not to voice out a sound of pleasure.
Thank you, Karl, Kirst thought, hiding a grin. And we thought that learning how to pole-dance wasn't going to be important…
Suddenly, the song changed as so did Kirst's pace. She started grinding into him hard, in the ways that she knew would drive boys crazy. Sirius's eyes bulged for two seconds before they rolled up his head and he closed his eyes.
The long, low moan that escaped his lips was all that Kirst needed.
She let everything go, bending over so she was at about ninety degrees before bending her knees and straightening over and over, always pushing up against Sirius. That hardened form beneath his pants was her only focus now.
Sirius' hands – originally holding her hips, dangerously low – suddenly grasped her hard before swinging her around. Now Kirst's hands were pressed up against the wall, with Sirius pushing into her hard.
And damn, did it feel good.
Kirst grinded back into Sirius with as much vigour as he did, his hand finding a way into her shirt. She stopped him from going past a few inches, knowing that the inability to go on further would drive Sirius crazy If there was ever an example of fucking with clothes on, Kirst thought, out of breath, this is it.
A few hours later, most of the kids had left the common room – with or without someone else was up to their discretion and state of drunkenness – and most of the Firewhiskey was gone.
Remus had bid Ro goodnight before going off to retrieve his rather pre-occupied friends and drag them upstairs. Fortunately, the other girls weren't pre-occupied enough to miss Ro ending her dance; both Kirst and Lily stopped dancing as soon as they saw Remus walk away from Ro, walking towards her as they left the boys in a daze.
The girls saved their talking until they reached the top of the stairs. From there, they turned around to blow the three boys – who had still not moved from their spots in the common room – a goodnight kiss.
Turning before they could see the grins on the boys' faces, they retreated into the Seventh year girl's room, collapsing on Kirst's bed.
"Well?" Kirst asked as she surveyed her friends.
She was awarded with victorious smiles.
"Um, was it just me, or…" Lily started off slowly, seemingly unable to form a query. Ro and Kirst looked at her questioningly.
"I think," Lily continued, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks, "that James had… had a…"
"Yes?" Kirst looked at Lily amusedly.
"I think James had a boner!" Lily said in a rush, blushing madly now.
"Of course he did!" Kirst whooped and gave her friend a hug.
"But… but… It felt so…"
"Weird?" Kirst asked.
"Scary?" Ro put in.
"Big."
Their eyes widened – Ro's in wonder and apprehension, Kirst's in shock and amusement.
"Seriously?" Ro asked.
Lily nodded, embarrassed. If memory served her correctly, that thing had felt huge against her.
"Otherwise?" Kirst continued, smirking at Lily. "How about you, Ro? Anything with Remus?"
"I don't think he would ever had let that happen," Ro replied, remembering the way Remus had cut in during her dance with Charles. "He even thanked me afterwards for the dance! But… it felt weird anyway. I mean… just knowing what it was and that it was what you were grinding on – "
Kirst and Lily started giggling. Ro's eyes widened embarrassedly as she realized how she must have sounded. But she joined in the giggling, too, none of them stopping until they were out of breath.
"So… so far, so good?" Kirst asked them both. "You guys comfortable enough with dirty dancing to do it again?" Ro and Lily smirked in acquiescence, although it took awhile for Kirst to reply. It was still such a shock to see Ro acting that way – smirking, dirty dancing, openly flirting – that Kirst blinked before continuing.
"Good," Kirst nodded, satisfied. The determined gleam came back into her eyes.
"Now," she said, pausing for effect, "onto Phase One, Part Two."
She grinned wolfishly and the girls grinned back.
(A/N: Well, that was the update.
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