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Much Ado About Nothing	By : goblet Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2534 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Much Ado About Nothing by The Goblet - Chapter 16
MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
by The Goblet

Chapter 16

Lily led James and Peter through the halls and down to the dungeons. She walked up to the entrance of the potions lab and pronounced the password. The wards unlocked, and Lily swung the door open, holding it for her friends to enter as she stepped into the room.

Walking over to a cupboard, she took off her cloak and hung it on a coat hanger. She then moved to a bench where she pulled a bottle off the overhanging shelf. Pouring a small amount of the potion into her hand, she proceeded to oil down her hair. Once she was satisfied that her hair was thoroughly oiled, she started preparing ingredients to add to the cauldron.

She and Severus had been working closely over the holidays, sharing the responsibilities of brewing potions for the Order. She knew exactly which cauldron needed attention, and exactly which ingredients to add and in what order, all without consulting a text.

As Lily was shredding a small mountain of boomslang skin, the boys were exploring the room. Peter was poking around the crates of potions lined against one wall. There was everything from Sleeping Draught, to Pepper-Up Potion, to Polyjuice.

James' curiosity was piqued by the two other doors which led from the room. He strolled over to one and opened it. Poking his head inside, he realised that it was an ingredients storeroom. Closing the cupboard he moved to the door Lily had opened earlier. He opened it to find that it contained four sets of black robes.

James pulled out a hanger, and held the robes up to his body. They were Lily's robes and much too short for him.

James strutted about the room, the coat hanger to his throat, dancing somewhat. "Hey Wormtail, don't you think I look beautiful," he asked, trying to imitate Lily.

"Put that down," snapped Lily as she looked up from her work. "Honestly, Potter," she muttered.

James' face changed to a hurt puppy-dog expression. He returned the robes to the cupboard. "Why do you keep them here?" he asked.

"In case there's an accident."

"What type of accident?"

Lily put down her knife and carried her chopping board to the cauldron, "One which burns your clothes off."

"I suppose this is standard practise?"

"Well I would rather not have to walk back to my room wearing nothing but my underwear," replied Lily, who was getting rather irritated by all of James' questions. She put him out of her mind as she slowly began to add the boomslang skin to the potion, concentrating on stirring the mixture and adding more of the ingredient at just the right moments.

While Lily was pre-occupied with the potion, James walked over to Peter. "Think you could… ah… leave us to it?" he whispered inaudibly.

Peter shook his head, a perplexed expression on his face. He hadn't heard a word Prongs had said.

James leant forward. "I'd like to be alone with Lily," he said softly into the animagus' ear. "Alone."

Peter looked up into his friend's eyes, and saw a faint twinkle in them. He nodded his understanding. "Lily, I'm feeling a bit peckish, I thought I'd go down to the kitchens and get some cheese, can I get you anything?"

Lily shook her head; she was still trying to concentrate on the potion.

"Go," hissed James, shoving Peter out into the corridor.

He turned and walked up to Lily as she stirred the cauldron. Looking over her shoulder, James inspected the potion. And then turned his attention to the girl stirring it. He picked up a strand of her hair, and held it between his fingers.

"Kind of greasy, isn't it?"

Lily batted his hand away. "To stop any falling into the cauldron. The potion would be useless if my hair was to contaminate it."

"Wouldn't want any surprise ingredients."

"No, we wouldn't."

"At least you wash it out," James commented, referring to Snape's greasy hair.

Lily whirled around from the cauldron. Using her stirring rod, she poked James in the chest. "There," poke, "is," poke, "no," poke, "point," poke, "in," poke, "washing," poke, "it," poke, "out," poke, "every," poke, "ten," poke, "minutes," poke. "Don't you dare, say anything about Severus being greasy," poke, poke, poke.

"Alright, alright, alright, I'll never mention it again," James said, holding his hands up in surrender. He looked at Lily as she lowered the stirring rod, totally in awe of her passion, the very same passion which had irritated him a week ago: funny how a trait which annoyed him not long ago, delighted and thrilled him now.

Slowly, as one would treat a startled animal, James lifted his hands, and gently grasped Lily's upper arms. He waited for a moment, looking deep into her green eyes, before bending down and softly brushing his lips over hers. He then stepped back, allowing Lily her own space, and hopefully the chance to reciprocate.

But it was not to be. Lily stepped away, almost backing into the cauldron in her flustered state. She turned and steadied the potion atop the fire, and stirred it vigorously, in an attempt to busy herself, and keep James at bay. She could feel a blush creeping along her cheeks, reddening her neck and ears as she stirred.

James smiled. Perhaps he shouldn't have tried to kiss her, it was too soon. He couldn't just go around kissing people anyway, no matter if they were in love with him or not. At least she hadn't poked him with the stirring rod again.

He moved away from Lily, and waited with his back against the wall. He was certain that she loved him. She hadn't pulled away from their kiss. She had stiffened slightly, but that was to be expected if you weren't expecting to be kissed. She hadn't slapped him, or stamped on his foot, or kneed him in the groin: all typical Lily reactions. All in all it was very obvious that she did love him!

As James watched Lily clean the utensils she had used, he came to a decision. He was in love with Lily Evans. He had been in love with Lily since their fifth year. If only he had seen past her wit back then, if only he hadn't been scared of her forceful personality. He would make things right. He would woo her, love her, and protect her. He would make her his, and he would be hers.

In the meantime Lily was growing more and more disconcerted by James' attention. Even after he had backed off, she felt his eyes following her about the room: an almost predatory gleam in them. As she tidied up, she realised that, although he was still watching her, he seemed lost in his own thoughts.

Once she was finished, Lily walked back to the cupboard and retrieved her cloak. "Coming?" she asked, nudging James out of his stupor.

Warding the room once again, Lily closed the door, and the two Gryffindors returned to their former dormitory.

"Good night," James whispered softly as they stood together on the landing where they would part ways.

Lily nodded. She was still in shock after being kissed. "Night," she said, turning to climb the stairs into her own dormitory.

James chuckled to himself as he watched her go; it was very obvious that she was in love with him.

As James ascended to his own dormitory, Lily stopped to observe him disappear into the room he shared with his friends. Her mind was still racing after their kiss. She thought back to the conversation she had overheard earlier that week between Severus and Arabella. Perhaps she should give James a chance after all…

tbc...

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