A/N: Chapterrrrrrrrrrrrr 5! It's a short one. Sorry. :/ Thank you all for your reviews. You're wonderful. Its really you guys, that keep me writing, and I'm always over the moon when I get a review/follow/favourite alert! So, without further delay, I present Chapter 5!

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"I don't trust them." Bellatrix muttered boredly.

"You don't trust anyone Bella." Her sister snapped back. "Lucius, what do you think?"

Lucius Malfoy raised his chin and scrutinized the mingling couple. "I don't think that they are any danger, they seem relatively normal. But, keep them close. Like Bella, Severus doesn't trust them. So we'll keep an eye on them Cissy."

Narcissa Malfoy huffed and her gaze following the redhead and her boyfriend as they talked to the Weasleys. "Where is Severus anyway?"

"He had … something to do?" Lucius sneered. " We'll see soon enough if 'James and Lily' are friend or foe."

"I'm so sorry. He refused to take his nap this afternoon. It's no wonder that he's bawling his eyes out." Molly Weasley stood in front of James, a baby boy, Fred, in her arms, apologizing repeatedly. Lily knelt next to James, talking animatedly to Bill, Charlie and Percy.

"Here. Looks like you need a break. Get a drink, go see how Arthur and George are doing. I've got Fred till then." James extended his arms to Molly, and she placed baby Fred in them, shooting James a grateful look.

Fred wailed in James' arms and James bobbed him lightly. "You're a horrible little baby aren't you? You're not sleepy. You just want your mummy to cuddle you, isn't it?" Fred gurgled in his arms, but stopped crying, beaming at James suddenly. James smiled back. "Little prat." He glanced down to see Bill, Charlie and Percy looking at him dumbstruck, and Lily also looking at him, but with an unidentifiable emotion in her eyes.

She winked at him and stood, catching Percy's toddler hand in her own. "Come on, let's go see what George is up to!" she announced, walking over to where Arthur stood with Meredith and Xenophilius Lovegood.

"I write the newsletter for the neighbourhood. I normally do a feature on new residents. So, answer these questions." the blonde woman with bedazzled cat eye spectacles stared James and Lily down, speaking in a brash manner.

Lily was bemused by her behavior, and raised her eyebrows, while James seemed somewhat affronted by her tone. He opened his mouth to say something, but Rita Skeeter cut him off. "Where did you live before you moved here?"

James' tone was sharp as he answered curtly, "Stratford."

Lily unconsciously twined her fingers with his, a gesture that did not go unnoticed by Ms. Skeeter.

"You are very touchy with one another. I've noticed you can barely keep your hands to yourselves." She remarked scribbling something on her notepad.

"What are you writing?" Lily asked suspiciously, extricating her hand from James, a blush tainting her cheeks.

"Nothing, nothing." Rita waved her hand dismissively, a small smile forming across her red lips. "What's your idea of a perfect Saturday?"

Lily answered easily, "Oh. Spending the whole day in bed. That'd be lovely."

Rita scribbled down her answer. "I saw the movers come. There was a large bed being brought in. Any comments about that?"

James furrowed his eyebrows at her. "I don't see how that it is relevant. Why would I have a comment on that? There were also tables and armchairs. What's your point?"

"Touchy on the subject are we?" she said scribbling furiously.

James looked down at Lily, his face painted with utter bewilderment. She shrugged her shoulders in response.

"How about pets? Do you have any?" Rita posed yet another question.

"No. We're a very busy couple. We don't really have much time to care for a pet just yet."

"Hmmm." Rita jotted things down at an amazing pace. She quite liked the direction of the interview. She'd have a stellar piece tomorrow.

Alice leaned against her husband's shoulder. "I like them. They remind me of us."

Frank looked up at the young couple. "Hmm… exactly like us? With the same jobs as us?" he smirked down at Alice.

Alice looked around quickly. "Shut up, prat! Someone could hear us."

Frank made a face at her. "Ngeh."

Alice took his hand. "They do though. They're so in love with each other. Just look at the way they glance at each other when the other is not looking. And the way they touch each other in small ways. It's like they can't go for more than a few minutes without each other."

"They don't seem to be touching each other now."

"Oh, you wait. They will."

Frank and Alice both leaned forward, eyes on James and Lily. After a minute, James' hand swooped to the small of Lily's back, resting there. Alice smirked and leaned back in her chair, smiling victoriously at Frank.

"Wow. You're right. No surprise there, of course." He draped an arm around her shoulders just as James and Lily began approaching their table, hand in hand.

"Thanks so much for coming!" Lily announced, reaching them.

"Ahh. We're having fun. It's our pleasure. Ally and I were going to try this new pie place in town, sometime this week. Join us?"

"That'd be…perfect." James agreed after looking down at Lily for confirmation. "Just let us know when."

James and Lily both sat down at their table, James swinging an arm over Lily's chair. She gently placed a hand on his thigh and James swallowed hard at the contact. It was becoming increasingly difficult to do his job. Everytime she smiled at him, his heart leapt, his palms becoming sweaty. When they stood close to each other, her scent of lilacs would assault his senses, making it impossible for him to think. Touching her was amazing, the feel of her skin under his fingertips would send jolts of electricity through him. It was killing him, absolutely killing him, that once the job was done, he would never be able to do these things again. He placed his hand on Lily's bare shoulder and pushed his feelings to the back of his mind.

Frank's voice faded away as Lily became acutely aware of James' hand on her shoulder. This was becoming unbearable. She didn't know what had happened to her. She could feel the heat radiating off him, and she longed to move a little closer, and sink into him. But she couldn't. What they were doing, that was work. Her feelings were irrelevant. She needed to keep herself together. She had to. If she dare believe that their relationship wasn't purely staged for the mission, she would get hurt. And the last thing she wanted was to be hurt again. Especially by James.

Remus stood in the center of his living room, watching the party progress. He had implanted microphones in the garden, and he was listening to the individual conversations. There was nothing suspicious, the Malfoy's aside. Two old ladies were chattering about James and Lily.

"Oh Ruth. Look at them!" one of them, Gwinnie, said.

"Hmm." Ruth grunted in response, scowling.

"Stop being in such a bad mood. They're so in love, it's so refreshing to see. You used to be like that too, you know."

Ruth shoved Gwinnie, the scowl still ever-present, but her mouth turning upwards slightly. She opened her mouth to retort, but Remus switched the camera to focus on James and Lily, who were talking to the Longbottoms. He furrowed his eyebrows at them. Gwinnie seemed to be right. They did look infatuated with each other. Whatever was happening between them, it wasn't his business. But he sure as hell wished that it would work out. He switched footage, going through the surveillance cameras. He flipped from the kitchen, to the living room, then to the study, where he froze. Someone was there. Immediately he connected his earpiece, where he connected to James and said in an urgent voice. "Severus Snape is snooping in the study."

A/N: oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhh. what now? thanks for reading guys! you rock! I think I can get chapter 6 up soon, but that's gonna be short too. Sorry again, but it has to happen. Meanwhile, you should be prepping for chapter 7!. I'm so excited about it. Eek! If you feel like it, come request drabbles from me on tumblr. It's good practice.

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