41A.N.: Well, I've recently started reading Marauder stories, and I've found them absolutely adorable. So, here's one of my own Lily/James stories in the Lovely Lily's POV.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
This story is a collection of cute, intense, or romantic one-shot's that I've made up. I hope they are good!
Summary: After a messy break-up, Miss Evans turns to her friend, fellow Head, and crush: James Potter.
My James Potter
I hate Jason Dorel. He is a spineless, evil, ugly, useless, disgusting guy who is a waste of skin. I should vanish his "family jewels." They were too small to do anyone any good, anyway. Not that we did anything! He just had the small equipment attitude.
Maybe I should rewind a touch. My serious boyfriend of seven months left me a note for me to meet him in the entrance hall. So, naturally, I do and find him (Jason, I mean) standing there with this smug-ass look plastered across his horrid face. He tells me we need to talk. So I'm thinking to myself "Oh god! This is it! This is the big break-up."
Well, it was. He tells me he's found someone one-hundred times better and prettier than I could ever be. Then he proceeds to leer at me and then says "I don't need a shag buddy anymore. We're through." He said it in a big, loud voice which made me slap him…er…twice. Like I said before, we've never even had sex! I'm still a virgin of all sorts, for Merlin's sake! He made it sound like I was a big whore who'd sleep with any living male that moves.
Well, after kneeing him in a particularly sensitive area and saying several things a lady should never utter, I ran up the stairs without looking back. Tears fell thick and fast as I sprinted to the Head Boy and Girl dorms and common room. Gasping the password at the door, I flung myself into the common room. James Potter, who was doing his homework, looked up in alarm. He saw my tears and his warm, hazel eyes grew wide with concern. God, do I love those eyes. Oh, and his adorable messy hair! Uh…never mind. Back to the story.
Well, before he was able to say anything to me, I ran off into my room and shut the door. And here, my friends, is where we left off. I walk over to my bed, and slowly sink down into its depths. Kicking off those sodding high heels Alice insisted I wear, I looked over at my reflection. My eyes were red and puffy and the rest of my face was pale. I've always thought I was quite pretty with bright emerald eyes and deep auburn hair. I've always been short, but quite recently (as of last summer) I've gotten quite…er…curvy as those fashion magazines so love to say. But now, thinking back to what Jason said, maybe I'm not as pretty as I thought. I don't know anymore.
Soft knocking was issuing from the door. "Love, did something happen?" James's voice came through the wood. Those all too familiar butterflies in the stomach came at the sound of his voice.
I went over and opened the door. I was met with the eyes that had been giving my stomach and heart gymnastic lessons for quite a while now. "Lily, what happened?" James asked worriedly.
The next thing I knew, I had flung myself at him and was crying uncontrollably into his chest. He took the surprise fairly well, and wrapped a hand around my waist and rubbed my back with the other. Well, it was quite cozy, to tell you the truth. I didn't mind at all having a big, strong man comfort me.
Somehow, (don't ask me how) he walked me over to one of the couches in the common room and we settled there in a similar position. It felt so right, like our bodies were made to fit the other. After my crying had subsided into manageable sniffs, he said, "What did that Jason guy do to you? I knew I never liked him."
"He…he…" and I launched into the story about the break-up.
James's features steadily got more and more angry-looking as the story went on.
After I finished telling him what happened, he removed his arms from my body, and got up, heading for the exit. "Where are you going?" I asked sadly. I felt a sense of emptiness now that we weren't sitting together.
"I'm gonna find that son-of-a-bitch and kick his ass! How dare he say such things to you! He was damn lucky to have you and he does this?"
"Please stay here. You can do that later." I could believe such vulnerable words had issued from my mouth! I'm not supposed to be vulnerable! I'm supposed to be strong!
"Okay." It seemed James didn't object at all to me asking him to comfort me. Quite the contrary, his anger seemed to melt a little. I must have been a pitiful sight.
He sat back down and wrapped one of his arms around my waist, while the other one wandered over to my hand, tracing shapes on my palm. Even in my upset state, I couldn't help but feel a little happy. I laid my head to rest temporarily on his shoulder.
"Well, look on the bright side, Flower, at least all the guys in Hogwarts will be happy you're single again." James said after a few minutes' comfortable silence.
"Please, as if any boy would even take one look at me." I scoffed.
"Lily! How can you say that?! You know how many guys would kill to be in my place right now? You are the smartest girl in the class, you're gorgeous and any guy who thinks otherwise is not worth your time."
"You really think so?" I asked, looking up at him. What can I say? I needed a boost.
"I know so." He said, a small grin crossing his lips.
I full-out smiled at him, thankful he was there for me.
"All members of the male species are completely and irreversibly thick." I said, one month after the fateful day of the break-up. James was sitting where he usually was in their common room. I threw my bag and shoes in the general direction of my bedroom door.
"Can't argue with you there, love." James said.
I smiled, but then stopped myself. "No! You aren't supposed to make me smile! I'm angry!"
"Silly me for trying to lighten the mood." Ever since "that fateful day," (as I've now come to refer to it as), me and James have become really good friends. We have been inseparable. It's actually been really nice hanging out with him while we do homework and sitting with my friends and the other Marauders at meal times.
"Did something else happen?" He asked, putting down a favorite Quidditch book, and giving me all his attention.
"Yeah! The little man-whore decided he wanted me back, and cornered me after I came out of the library." I started as I plopped down on the couch next to James. "He said that he still loved me and he…well—he tried to…kiss me."
James looked mutinous. "He did what?!" Without waiting for a response, he tore off into the corridor, presumably looking for my ex-boyfriend.
I sat there, thinking that I should probably go after him so he would kill anyone. But, I did kind of like the way James had gotten over-protective of me…It made me feel like we actually should be more than friends. Yes, I, Lily Marie Evans, am in love with James Bryan Potter.
Getting up, I went after him. I figured he had probably gone to look for Jason. I departed for the Gryffindor tower.
Before I got there, however, I found James and Jason in the halls. The first thing I heard was coming from James's mouth. "If you ever go near Lily again, I'll really hurt you." By the look of Jason's black eye and split lip, James had already gotten in a few swings. James was sporting a large bruise on his cheek, and it looked like he didn't care.
That coward Jason saw me before James did, and he ran off. James turned to me.
"Don't worry. He won't be bothering you anymore. He wouldn't dare after what I said to him." He said, touching his cheek.
"Thank you." I said, smiling slightly. "That looks painful. Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" I gestured to his cheek.
"No, it's fine." He assured me.
I walked closer to him and hugged him. He probably didn't know how much his actions really meant to me. As we pulled away from each other, our eyes met. We were in very close proximity, mind you. James's face came down close to mine, and my eyes fluttered close. Quite beautifully, his lips were upon mine in an electrifying kiss. I opened my mouth and he plunged his tongue in unexpectedly. Fireworks erupted in my head. I wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with his hair. Oh, how long had I wanted to do that. His arms snaked around my waist, pulling me closer.
After a while of enjoying the best kiss of my life, we broke apart. I kept my hands where they were, and so did he. Our foreheads rested against each other and I smiled.
"Wow." I said.
"Wow." He said, also smiling.
I looked into his eyes and knew that he was the one for me. I never wanted to kiss another man again.
"I love you, Lily. I always have, and I always will." James said sincerely.
"And I love you, James." I said, kissing him again. This time, I was the one deepening it. He pulled away, and said playfully, "So, will you finally go out with me?"
"As long as you'll still have me." I said. He smiled and then kissed me again. We continued for a few more minutes and decided to go back to our common room.
James was playing with my hair as we sat together. "Do you know how long I've wanted to do this?"
"How long?"
"Since the first time I met you." James answered truthfully.
"Well, you know, I've always had a crush on you, too." I said.
"Isn't this just silly?! It took us seven years to get together."
"Yeah. It's well worth the wait, because now I can do this!" We shared a sweet kiss, and I knew I never, ever wanted to have to spend another day without my James Potter.
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