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The first scene in this chapter is MATURED M FOR A REASON! If you don't like it, please scroll down. At some point, the smut will stop. Thank you.

I changed my name. It WAS Enya Sparrow, but I thought it was boring, so I changed it into Enya-Evans-Everdeen-Pevensie.

Enjoy!

The door slammed open and James and I stumbled in, our lips locked in a fierce kiss. I struggled with his bow tie, but won eventually and I threw it on the floor. I didn't have the patience to struggle with his shirt, so I grabbed two hands of cloth and ripped, hard.

"Lily," James gasped, surprised. He zipped my dress open and it fell around my feet in a green puddle. I kicked the fabulous piece of clothing away and loosened James' belt. I didn't struggle with his button and soon, his trousers joined my dress on the floor. My hands followed his spine, reached his boxers and slipped inside, kneading the flesh there. "Sweet Merlin."

I grinned and lead him to his bed. I fell on the mattress and James followed. Without crushing me under his weight, he lay on top of me and kissed me while running his hands through my hair. They caressed my body and paused at my bra. I froze.

"Is this okay?" James asked, retreating his hands. "What do you want, Lily?"

"It's okay. Just… be gentle, okay?"

"Of course. Always," he assured me and he kissed me again. His tongue slipped into my mouth and met mine. "We won't go all the way, if you don't want to."

"Thank you," I gasped as he sucked at my pulse point. His hands pinned mine above my head and he kissed the valley between my breasts. I arched my back and he groaned. His hands wondered of to my bra again.

"Okay?" he asked again. I sighed impatiently and sat up. My hands fumbled with the clasp behind my back and I threw the piece of clothing away.

"Okay," I said again when I pressed my bare chest to his and kissed him passionately. I sighed in his mouth when he laid me down again and his body moved over mine. I was a bit self-conscious, but I put that feeling aside when I felt the bulge in his boxers.

"I love you," he breathed, pressing lazy kisses down my neck and over my cleavage. His hands massaged my hips and I bit his earlobe.

"I love you too," I whispered. His fingers traced the lines of my knickers.

"Do you trust me?" he asked, doubting whether or not he should continue.

"Totally," I grinned, and I gently removed my hands from his hair and put them over his, encouraging him to remove my panties.

When that last piece of clothing was removed, he sat up and studied my body with a predatory look in his eyes. My cheeks burned and I reached out for a blanket to cover myself with.

"Don't," he said, his voice completely hoarse. "You're gorgeous."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, shut up."

"You are," he responded. He kissed my abdomen and further down, earning a loud moan from me, "now let me –"

"Yes," I gasp, burying my hands in his hair. "Please, just… just do it." I sounded desperate, but that was exactly how I felt, too. Desperate for his touches and kisses.

The next thing I knew, his head was between my legs and his tongue darted out. This had to be what heaven felt like. Soon, his fingers joined his tongue and I was in bliss. "James!" I yelled, and fireworks and stars exploded behind my closed eyelids.

"I love you so much," he said when his face appeared from between my legs again. "You're perfect."

"Shut up and lay down," I responded, and my fingers grabbed him. He hissed my name and I grinned, stroking.

"Lily – " he tried to say, but I silenced him when my mouth enveloped his member. All he could do was groan.

After a quarter of an hour, we lay on his bed, white sheets covering our naked bodies which were pressed against each other. His fingers traced patterns on my back while we shared a long, slow kiss.

"That. Was. Amazing," I breathed, earning a laugh from James.

"Tell me about it," he grinned. "Really, I thought I wasn't going to leave this room in one solid piece."

"Well, love. That wasn't the plan," I said. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was to find the bed empty on James' side. The mattress was cold, which suggested he hadn't been gone a very long time. I got out of bed, noticed I wasn't wearing anything and I wrapped a cover around me with a blush when I remembered what had happened yesterday.

I heard the shower running, so I wrote a little note and lay it on the bed, so James knew where I was when he noticed I was gone. I went to my own room, only to find Marlene and Alice chatting on my bed. They were both dressed.

Bloody hell, how late is it?, I asked myself.

"Lily!" Alice squealed when I walked in. "Where were –" she stopped once she saw what covered me.

"Oh. My. God," Marlene said, a wide grin spreading over her face. "Did you shag James? You did, didn't you?"

"No," I said, rolling my eyes and running a hand through my already sleep mussed hair. "We didn't go all the way, if you know what I mean." Marlene's and Alice's head tilted back and their mouths formed a silent 'O', a sign of comprehension.

"Yeah. Oh," I nodded, winking. I noticed the big pile at the end of my bed. "What's that?" I asked.

"Presents," Alice said, clapping excitedly in her hands. We brought them all here, so we could open them together. Sirius', James', Remus' en Frank's presents are here, too. We thought it would be nice to open them together."

That moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Evans? Where are you?" Sirius' curly head was stuck inside the room and when his eyes fell on us, me still covered in only a blanket, he grinned and closed the door again without entering the room. "When you're dressed, Evans, let me know." It was impossible not to hear the grin in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah," I yelled back, "give me a minute!" I rushed into my wardrobe and picked out a soft, black pair of trousers and a soft purple sweater with a reindeer on it. How fitting. I combed my hair and walked back into the room and decided Sirius could wait another minute.

"So, Marlene, how are things between you and Sirius?" I asked, referring to the kiss they had shared only a couple of days ago.

"Oh – erm – okay, I guess," she stuttered.

"Did you kiss him again?" Alice wanted to know. Marlene threw a pillow at her head and she laughed.

"Did you?" I pushed.

"Well, no," she replied with a sigh.

"WHAT?" Alice and I yelled at the same time. I dropped onto the mattress and it shifted under the extra weight.

"He kissed me. Quite fiercely, actually. But it was nice," she grinned, the corners of her mouth turning down for a second, as she tried to minimalize the purport.

"Uh-huh," Alice did. "Nice? I bet he snogged your brains out." She made kissing noises and we laughed.

"Oh, shut up, you big saucy tart," Marlene protested, "you and Frank are kissing every time you get. And with kissing I mean sharing saliva in a disgusting way."

That caused Alice to smack Marlene over the head. "Keep it to yourself, McKinnon, we're in love."

"Oh, if it's –"

"SHUT UP!" I yelled. I had heard enough about Frank and Alice. "Tell us about it."

"About what?" Marlene asked innocently.

"About your kiss, you idiot! And don't say it was quite nice, because I know you. When you say quite nice, it means you shagged!"

We knew enough when she didn't answer. "AAAAAAAAAAAH!" we yelled.

The door burst open, only to reveal Remus, James, Frank and Sirius. "What the hell is happening?" asked the former while James, Frank and Sirius grinned like idiots when they saw us.

"Nothing," Marlene replied, pushing me off the bed and walking towards Sirius.

"Hello, love," he said. He took her in his arms and kissed her.

"Keep it in your pants, Sirius," Frank said while hugging Alice.

"Oh, shut up, you," the latter said, and she poked her boyfriend in the ribs. "They're so cute."

"Oy!" Marlene yelled. "I'm not cute!"

"Yes, you are," Sirius said, and they were snogging again.

James made his way to my bed and grinned like a madman. "Hey, beautiful," he said.

Normally, I would've rolled my eyes at that and tell him he should shut up, but after what happened yesterday, the only thing I could do is smiling and blushing. "Good morning." He leaned in and pecked me lightly on the lips.

"You look nice," he said when he noticed my sweater.

"Thanks, I found it in my wardrobe," I replied, stealing another kiss. And another.

"Hey lovebirds! Time to open our presents!" Sirius yelled. Apparently, he succeeded in loosening himself from Marlene long enough to talk.

"Yes!" I yelled and I jumped from my bed onto the ground and looked at the cards that said which present was from who.

"Toss them over here, would you?" Marlene said as she and Sirius sat into the armchair at my window.

"Sure," I replied. "Catch!" I threw seven packages their way. "Marlene, those are from Sirius. These are yours." I threw them to her.

"Moony, catch," James said and he threw a bunch of boxes his way. "Frank… and Alice, of course." We fell silent as we opened our presents. The silence was only broken by a few "aww, thank you, sweetheart" and some "no problem, love, I'm glad you like it". I got books and cards from my parents, some small rocks from Petunia, a flower from Juggins (which I threw away almost immediately), the cutest socks ever from Alice, quills, ink and parchment of the highest quality from Remus, a sixpack of Butterbeer from Frank, Zonko's finest sweets from Sirius, some make up from Marlene and a wonderful, with emeralds setted hair accessory from James.

I sucked in a breath. "James – "

"You like it?" he asked. "It's in the family for centuries, now."

"It's amazing," I smiled. "Are you sure?"

"Of course! It'll look beautiful on you," he answered, kissing me again. "It's something the Potter men give the women they love. The grandfather of my great-grandfather started it."

"Are you serious?" I looked at the accessory. It was beautiful. "Oh my God, James, thank you, it means a lot to me."

"You mean a lot to me," James replied, pushing a strand of hair away from my face and fastening it with the accessory. "You see? Perfect."

"Thanks," I muttered, kissing him once again and rushing to my bathroom to look at it. It was perfect, just like he said. The green matched my eyes and let my hair flame even more.

God, I love James Potter even more now.