A/N: Chapter 7! Again Remus' dialogue is in Italics. Hope you enjoy the chapter, lovelies. Feedback is much appreciated (hint hint)

Disclaimer: JK Rowling's. Not mine. WHY WHY?

Lily's eyes flew open. She could feel her spine tingling and with a jolt she realized that someone was standing behind her. Maybe it was James. Maybe. A hand landed on her arm, rolling her onto her back. Her sharp green eyes met the blue ones of the strangers. Not James. Her reflexes kicked in immediately; she threw her head upwards, causing it to collide with the bridge of the man's nose. He staggered backwards, releasing a yell of pain, caught unawares by her attack. Lily swung herself off the bed, senses heightened.

With a swift kick, Lily had the man pinned against the wall, her foot lodged against his throat. He struggled and she pressed harder, causing him to omit a strangled sound. Now that she had the upper hand, she scanned his face, searching for a sign that the stranger was indeed a foe. Her moments distraction was all that he needed. Raising his arm, he clamped down on her ankle, twisting her leg so that her back was facing him. Determined to not be captured, Lily ducked forward, twisting around so that her assailant would land on the floor under her. His body slammed into the ground, but he hardly flinched. Much stronger than Lily, he pushed off the floor, rolling over so that she was pinned under him. She struggled, but his hands were braced against her forearms, and his legs were pinning her's in between them. Lily arched her back, still struggling to free herself from his hold.

"Dammit Lily, stop fighting. It's me, James." Lily froze when he spoke.

"James?" she asked tentatively, her body still arched against his.

The man moved one hand away from her arms, carefully clamping them both under one hand and reached up to tug his wig off. James' wild, messy, black hair flopped out as James pulled off the wig.

Lily relaxed completely. "Oh thank god. I thought we had been made. Why are you wearing a disguise?"

James dropped the wig and release Lily's hands, his own coming to rest at her waist, sending a jolt racking through her body. "We're canvassing Riddle's headquarters today. We should be leaving soon…"

Lily was listening, sure she was, but she couldn't help watch the was James' lips moved as he talked. He was still lying on top of her, his hair tickling her forehead, and his breath ghosting over her lips. All she had to do was tilt her head up, and…

"Lily?" James' voice cut through her fantasizing. She glanced up to meet his gaze. Wrong move. He looked directly at her, his disguised eyes darkening. Lily felt a tug at the base of a stomach. She unconsciously lifted her head, closing the distance between them, but James suddenly jerked away, standing suddenly. He looked down at her, still on the floor. A blush stained her cheeks, and James averted his gaze, obviously uncomfortable. He ran a hand through his hair, scrubbing the back of his head frustratedly. "I'll wait for you downstairs." Still refusing to meet Lily's stare, he stooped to pick up the discarded wig and rushed out of the room.

Lily swore repeatedly, banging her head against the floor. Releasing a frustrated groan, she heaved herself off the floor and made way to the bathroom. She braced her arms against the sink, glaring angrily at her reflection in the mirror. What the hell was she doing? What the hell were they doing? They were colleagues, nothing more. She didn't want anything more. Did she? Did he?

She thought about James and immediately the all too familiar sensation unfurled in her stomach. Fuck. That was not good. She couldn't do this. She wanted it, but she couldn't. It was James, for the love of God. It could jeopardize the mission. Nothing good could come of them being in a relationship. Weeeellll. Lily smirked at her reflection. The snogging would be pretty fantastic. Not to mention the shagging...

"Stop!" Lily yelled at her reflection, trying to control her mind from imagining… things. She grinned at herself. Man, she had problems. Frustrated, she pulled her hair into a tight bun, and jabbed at her reflection. "Lily Evans. You stop thinking about this. Right now! And do your job. Stop getting distracted, girl." Pushing her thoughts to the back of her mind, Lily splashed water on her face and proceeded to get ready.

The brunette made her way to the stairwell, inconspicuously followed by the blonde man. He shut the stairwell door, behind him, and raced up the stairs behind the girl. After a couple of minutes, they reached the twelfth floor of the building. They stopped to catch their breath and the girl spoke, apparently, to no one in particular. "What now?"

"Turn right down the first corridor. You'll come to a long passageway. Marlene will walk past you and hand you uniforms. Change, then make your way back to the passageway. I'll give you directions from there. I'm tracking you both, so I'll know when you're ready."

Lily met James' eyes and he nodded briefly before she opened the door and they both slipped out. They walked briskly down the corridor before turning right to the passage way. Immediately they were confronted with a couple in the midst of a heavy snogging session. Startled, they broke apart, scrambling out of the corridor.

"What's with the lovebirds?" James asked.

Remus snorted. "It's a bit of an unused passageway. Riddle hardly ever comes down this corridor, so it's a popular spot for romantic escapades. Everyone knows about it. Its just one of those things that goes without questioning."

James chortled just as Marlene rounded the corner. She walked briefly past them, sneakily handing a Lily a bag with the uniforms in it.

Arriving at a small storage closet, James and Lily ducked into it, as Lily pulled out the shirts emblazoned with the Voldemort Inc. logo.

Lily pulled off her t-shirt and James worked on his buttons. As James removed his shirt, his waist brushed against Lily's and they both became acutely aware of how small the closet really was. They both stilled at the contact, falling completely silent. Lily threw James the company shirt, and they both attempted to put it on at the same time, but the closet wouldn't accommodate that. James cleared his throat. "Err. You go first."

Lily raised an eyebrow at him, "So you can watch me? No. You go first."

"I'm going to watch anyway." Both Lily's eyebrows shot into her hairline, a faint blush betraying her apparent anger. "That came out wrong. I meant… it doesn't matter... fuck." James pulled on the uniform and Lily was transfixed by the movement of his muscles across his abdomen. James buttoned his shirt furiously and glanced up Lily, who was biting her lip, eyes fixated on James' chest.

"AHA. You filthy hypocrite. You stared!"

Startled by James' exclamation, Lily stammered. "I did.. not.. sss-tare." Catching the expression on James' face, she regained composure. "Stop smirking, git." She pulled on her shirt, and this time James was caught transfixed. Lily stepped closer to James, tilting her face up to look at him. She buttoned her shirt excruciatingly slowly. "Like what you see, Potter?" she smirked as he snapped his gaze to hers, expecting a witty reply.

Instead James replied with a blatant "Yes."

The smirk dropped her face as she and James held each other's gaze, desperately trying to convey something to the other.

After a few awkward moments, James turned to the door and reached out for the handle. "Ready?"

Lily adjusted her wig before nodding in reply.

They slipped out into the corridor and quickly made their way back to the passageway. Reaching it, Remus, whose voice was carefully controlled, gave them instructions. "You'll have to go all the way down this corridor. Then left. This'll be the way you return as well, so don't let ANYONE see your face. If they recognize you, they'll block this route out. Don't. Let them see you."

"Roger that, Remus." James walked beside Lily down the long corridor, hurrying slightly.

"There's no one approaching from your left. But I can't get a clear view of the right. Hold on. Hold on…fuck."

Lily and James both looked at each other, eyes wary, Remus' curse sending a rush of adrenaline shooting through them.

"You guys need to get out of the corridor. Stat. Lucius Malfoy is rounding the right corner. Get back into the passageway until he passes. He CANNOT see your faces. If he sees you, he'll know that you're not employees. Do NOT let him see your faces!"

Lily looked back at the passageway and back at James. It was too far away. They could hear footsteps echoing around them and Lucius Malfoy's sharp voice floating from around the corner. Taking James' hand, she began to race to the passageway, her heart thudding in time with her footsteps.

Still meters away, Remus' panicked voice rang again; "He's in the corridor in… three…"

James tugged on Lily's hand, pulling her to a stop.

"Two…"

He pushed her against the wall, pinning her in place with his hips.

"One."

James lowered his head, and as Lucius Malfoy came into view, James pressed his lips against Lily's.

A/N: Eek! What now? Please be a dear and review. It sends me higher than the moon! Also, I've uploaded a new AU one-shot. It'll be in my profile, give it a read and let me know what you think! Much loves. xx