AN: Because you asked for it… personally I hate it… but… here you are… be warned, it was written whilst I was waiting to start work and on my iPod at that…
Chapter 2
Lily's sobbing eventually slows to muffled sniffles and she goes to pull away. He unconsciously tightens his arms around her and she leans back into him, absurdly comforted by his touch. Some part of her brain was screaming at her... that this was Potter for Merlin's sake, but she felt safe in his arms and that part is ignored. She bites her lip, wondering if she should speak but he beats her to it.
"Lily? Are you... are you alright?" he asks hesitantly.
She nods against his chest and whispers, "Y-yes, thank-you."
"Are you sure?" he sounds... uncertain? James bloody Potter uncertain about something?
She trembles, reaction setting in and shakes her head.
"No, I... I... I don't know... Oh James! He was my best friend!" she starts to cry softly again. Normally she wasn't much of a crier but the stress of exams, the word Snape had shouted at her and then this most current fight were too much for her and she had to release it somehow. Apparently crying in James Potter's arms was that way.
James stares down at the top of her head; she was so short he could fit her under his chin with room to spare. He is not objecting to her presence in his arms, but he is rather amazed she is there at all... It's a big step from "I hate you Potter and hope you drown in the Lake" to crying into his shirt.
She pulls away again and this time he lets her and just holds her loosely in the circle of his arms.
"Better now?" he asks and he has a look of such pure concern for her that it almost causes her to break down again. Taking a deep breath she nods.
"Thank-you James."
"You're welcome Lily"
She smiles at him and he smiles back and in that moment, everything is perfect.
AN: Should I leave it here or write more? I SORT OF have a VAGUE idea of something INCONCRETE to write next…