Hey there! Here's chapter five! ;D

We went back to the castle and saw how some people looked very curious in our direction. First I thought it was because of James, who was wearing my dress in its bag, but then a girl passed us and I just heard her last words. She said something about a kiss. I thought.

Oh crap. I was being stupid. I couldn't be with James sodding Potter. He, a Pureblood and me, a Muggleborn, it just wasn't right. And besides, I was incredibly dangerous for him. It were dark times and if he was with me, I could be the reason he would be killed. I couldn't let that happen.

We reached the Gryffindor Tower and he was about to say the password.

"James…," I started.

"Yeah?"

"That kiss, it… it was wrong. We can't be together. I'm sorry," I cried.

"Why not?," he asked. It seemed like he could cry too every minute.

"I'm a Muggleborn, you're a Pureblood. It's not right," I stuttered.

"What? Lily, that's nonsense, and you know it. I already told you I don't care," he said.

"I care!," I yelled, a little hysterical.

"Why, for Merlin's sake? Why would you care?"

"James, don't you understand? It are dark times and I could be the reason that You Know Who kills you!" There, I said it.

"That's why you don't want to be with me? You're worried that He'll kill me?," he asked, amazed.

"It's not the case of wanting, it's more of being unable to. Don't you get it? I like you to much," I whispered.

"Merlin, Lily." He cupped my face in his hands, leaned in and kissed me passionately on the lips. I opened my mouth for his tongue that was begging me for entrance. He gently shoved his tongue in my willingly mouth. In the meantime, his hands rested around my waist, they were following the curves of my body, fisted my hair,… He was doing some amazing things with me that made me moan. I felt how he held me tighter.

After Merlin knows how long, James let me go. He rested his forehead against mine.

"I don't care," he repeated.

"I do. I'm sorry." I pulled back, said the password, entered the Common Room, leaving a broken-hearted James Potter in the corridor. When I ascended the stairs, the tears ran along my face. I was unable to stop them and didn't stop when I heard Marlene, Remus, James and Alice call my name.

"What happened?," I heard Sirius ask. I slammed the door behind me and cried on the floor, my back resting against the closed door.

It hurt, but it was the best for James. I wasn't selfish enough to satisfy my own needs and letting him pay for it. Like I said, I liked him too much for that. More, I loved him too much. But that last thing was something he didn't need to know. It would hurt him even more. And me, if that was even possible.

After a half hour, someone tried to open the bedroom door, which I was blocking. I stood up and walked towards my bed, where I cried a little more, until I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Go away, whoever you are. I need some time for myself," I sniffled, my face resting in my pillow.

"Aw, Evans, I only wanted to talk with you," a familiar voice said.

"I don't, Sirius. Go away," I repeated.

"You'll get sick, Lil. Talk to me," he pushed. He sat on my bed now.

"Ask James, he was there." These words caused I cried again.

"I tried, but he's crying so hard, he even can't talk," Sirius said seriously.

I turned my face to him. "Really?," I asked.

"Yeah, he's devastated. So, are you going to tell me what happened?"

"No, I don't even like you."

"Bullshit." My eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Language," I threatened.

"Yeah, I know, sorry. But, what I was saying is more important. What happened, Evans? Tell me."

I sighed and realized it was no use I refused to talk to him. I told everything from the first kiss in Hogsmeade to our conversation in the corridor, including the second kiss.

"What is wrong with you?," Sirius asked uncomprehending when I was done.

"Pardon me?"

"You don't want to be with him for that? You're sick, you know that? Mental, I mean."

"Why? I worry. What's mental about that?," I asked, getting angry.

"James is one of the most clever, talented and strongest wizards I've ever met. And how you described your feelings for him to me, it seems to me that you're crazy in love with him. And besides, when you're afraid the Dark Lord will find you, you can chose someone to be your Secret-Keeper."

"That's only when you leave Hogwarts and have a house on your own, Black," I said. He looked penetrating at me and I started thinking. "Wait. You think that James and I…? No way!"

"Yes way," Sirius protested. "What you guys have is… I don't know how to say this, Evans. It's true love. Yes, that's it: true love. And you'd be an incredible idiot if you let James go. Prongs loves you, Lily. And I know you love him too. Please, just don't shut him down," Sirius practically begged.

"Sirius…"

"I'm just saying that not so many people find their soulmate. You are one of those lucky people, Lils. You found him, he found you. The only one who stands in your way to be happy is you. Please realize that. Like you girls would say, he's the one."

"I know I love him, but what if it was all pretended from his side? You never know for sure how somebody else feels, Sirius."

"Who told you that?," he asked.

"Me," I said lightly. Sirius started laughing.

"I think this is one of the things Prongs likes about you, Lily. In the most difficult times you can force someone to laugh. It's amazing."

"Yeah, yeah, shut up. But, I have a question for you, Sirius. How did you manage to get up here? The stairs is bewitched."

"There is something amazing called a broom," Sirius grinned.

"Point taken," she giggled. "Sirius?"

"Lily?"

"Thanks for being here for me," I said shyly.

"No problem. As long as you remember I did this for James, sweetheart." I threw a pillow at him. Laughing, he opened the door and we left the room.

"Jerk," I muttered. He was laughing even harder at that and didn't think about the staircase. He descended two stairs and it transformed into a huge slide.

"Ha! There's your karma, Black!," I roared from the place I was standing.

"Watch it, Evans!," he warned.

"Or what?," I challenged.

"Just get downstairs, you brat!," he grinned. I did what he said and used the slide to get downstairs in the common room. Once I stood there, I caught James staring at me. His face was tear-stained and his eyes were as red as my hair. He jumped out of the couch and ran a hand through his hair. In the corner two guys were laughing at him because he had cried. After a furious look sent from –the always sweet and comprehending- Alice, they shut up.

"Lily-," James started.

"James-," I said on the same time. He smiled and sighed.

"You start," he said to me. He looked like he could start crying all over again.

"I love you," I said to him.