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Cruel Summer
The next two
days at Hogwarts were a hazy blur to the Head Girl. A haze of
James…and kissing…and being together. It was something she knew she
didn’t want to give up. Ever. She knew that she
sounded like a crazed, love-struck teenager when she thought about him, but
frankly, she didn’t really care. But she hoped that she wasn’t going too
overboard and crossing the line to scary-stalker-girl. Lily smiled to herself
at the prospect of that, and shifted her eyes to rest on the Gryffindor Seeker that
sat across from her in the Muggle Studies meeting.
The thrill and
excitement of the Halloween Ball had ended - to everyone’s disappointment - and
things had mostly gone back to normal. The news of the Head Boy and Girl
actually being together had spread through the school like wildfire and
everyone, apart from the odd few, had been extremely happy for them. Lily
wondered whether this was the case because they were living out a school
fantasy. Head Boy…Head Girl…finally realising their feelings for each other and
living happily ever after…like High School sweethearts in a Muggle
movie. She knew it was a bit cliché, but wasn’t that how everything was in the
end?
Lily tapped
the end of her quill on her chin as she turned her attention back to the
Professor, making random notes here and there to look like she had been
listening. Truthfully, she didn’t really need to make any, being a muggle-born herself, and the things that
he was telling the group was basic muggle
information anyway.
With the
Halloween Ball needing to be arranged and things that had…just made themselves
apparent in the last couple of days, Lily had completely forgotten the Muggle Studies trip that was on the Wednesday after. Rachel
had been the one to remind her by asking how many hats to wear for the event.
She had had trouble trying to convince the girl that even though some Muggles wore hats of some kind, they rarely donned them in
numbers.
Lily’s gaze
strayed over to where the three Marauders were, and she rolled her eyes at
their antics and disrespect for the Professor. Sirius and James were trying
alternate levitating spells to raise Alice Pembroke’s long, golden plaits into
the ink wells at the front of their desks. The two boys were sniggering so loud
it was a wonder that the Professor didn’t deduct house points. Shaking her head
one more time and looking back at the Professor, Lily took down arrangements of
the shopping centre and the whereabouts of the place. It was explained that
they would all use a special Portkey to the Shopping Centre
in the city of Milton Keynes; a shopping centre that Lily had been to lots of
times and loved. She would have no trouble helping the other students where
they needed it.
‘I’m very
excited about this everyone,’ the Professor spoke, his hands clasped to his
chest in enthusiasm, ‘I, myself, have never been to this particular place, and
I think it’s a wonderful change for me to be learning with you.’
His excitement
seemed to pass onto the students as he explained what they would expect when
they should arrive. Lily was watching them all in amusement as they chattered
and babbled on in excitement. Then everything was broken as a shrill scream
pierced the air. She spun around to see her boyfriend covered and dripping in
thick, black ink.
After a moment
of silence, the room burst into laughter at James’ expense. He was glaring
daggers at his best friend, whilst Sirius fell about laughing his head off.
‘Sorry mate,’
Sirius panted between laughs, the sight of the Head Boy catching his eye and
setting him off again.
James scraped
the sticky liquid from his hair and scrunched his nose in disgust, muttering
obscenities like, ‘This stuff stinks,’ and, ‘Sirius you bloody idiot.’
Alice had jumped up screaming as Jen, a pretty Ravenclaw girl had pointed out to her the Marauders misuse
of her braids. The ink, that Sirius had decided to levitate instead of the
actual plait, had flown in the other direction due to the surprise that the
shriek had caused him, and hitting his best friend square in the face.
James caught Lily
watching him as he glanced in her direction, and she threw him a ‘that-is-what-you-get’
look, before turning back around.
‘Ok everyone,
I think that should conclude our meeting, and we shall meet in the Entrance
Hall shortly after breakfast tomorrow morning. Make your way back to the
dormitories quietly so not to wake the 1st Years.’
Lily pushed
her chair back and stood up, everyone else following and making their way from
the classroom. Lily picked her bag up off of the stone floor and put her things
away. Turning to follow everyone else, she found herself in front of James,
Sirius and Peter. She tried to stifle a laugh behind her hand, but James
noticed it nonetheless.
‘Fine, make
fun of me,’ he glared at her, then at Sirius who grinned back.
‘I intend to,’
she smiled, lifting her hand up to his face and wiping ink off of his lips
before leaning forward and kissing him softly.
James grinned
as she pulled away and moved around them, making her way to the door and
walking through it.
‘I’ll see you
later Padfoot,’ James said quickly, running after her
with the soppy grin still plastered over his face.
*************************
James pushed
Lily backwards into the Head Common Room as the Portrait door opened, kissing
her eagerly on the lips. The Head Girl met his ardour equally as she pushed her
hands up his chest, around his neck and into the thick locks of his black hair;
the black ink now gone from her ‘Scourgify’ spell.
She whimpered gently as his tongue stroked hers, occasionally pulling back and
taking her full bottom lip with his teeth. The kiss was hot and passionate and
saturated with need…everything that their relationship was like.
James backed
her up until the small of her back met the thick oak table that stood in the
Common Room. He tore his lips from hers and trailed feathery kisses down her
neck, alternately sliding his hands over her shoulders, down her sides then
round to grip the tops of her thighs, and pulling her into him. Lily leaned
backwards onto the table slightly; allowing a better angle for his
administrations. She felt his hands slide back up her front, meeting with the
buttons on her school shirt and tugging impatiently; hearing the significant
sound of cotton tearing. James made a sound low in his throat as he pulled his
lips away from her, and took in the appealing contrast of lace and satin skin.
Her breathing quickened under his intense gaze, and when his eyes roamed back
up to her face she couldn’t help but gasp from the fire they held; turning the
icy colour into a dark and fervent cobalt.
James brushed
the material over her shoulders, letting it flutter to the floor, and not
breaking eye contact as she moved her hands up to work on his Gryffindor tie.
Slipping it over his head and letting it meet the same fate as her shirt, she
pushed his robes over his shoulders. Without another moment more of thought,
she pushed him hard backwards, following him until they reached the soft red
sofa. Lily placed her hands at the nape of his neck, sliding them down to his
chest and pushing him down into the cushions.
The Head Boy
looked up into the face of his girlfriend, surprised at the vehemence in her
usually tender behaviour. There was such passion in her eyes, lighting them up
as though a candle was flickering behind the emerald. He swallowed slowly; a
bout of nervousness suddenly taking hold of him as she moved down over his
body. James took hold of her arms as she moved to straddle his waist, pulling
her down and kissing her hard; making her moan into his mouth.
Lily broke
away from him, sitting back and looking at him gently. She gripped the shirt he
wore, and slid her hands up to the top button near his neck. Grazing her
fingers softly over the skin, she took the button and slowly pushed it through
the little hole, her eyes on his. James closed his eyes and frowned in
frustration, a low growl emanating from his throat as she worked the shirt open
leisurely. A small smirk flitted over her features as the buttons popped open
one after the other and James’ patience was quickly about to snap. He felt her
hands slide over his chest as she brushed the fabric away, felt her eyes follow
the movements until she reached the waistband of his trousers.
‘Lily…please…’ he moaned, sucking in breath as she pulled the zip
down slowly.
The Head Girl
shifted her eyes to watch him; a sheen of perspiration over his forehead and
his eyes pressed shut. She moved back up his body, dropping tiny kisses onto
the corner of his mouth and jaw line. He looked so divine and entrancing as he
lay there, merciful to her touch…even if it was driving him slowly insane.
‘James,’ she
whispered, blowing cool air gently over the wet spots she’d left, and causing a
shiver to run down to the base of his spine.
Their eyes met
again, and she paused; just looking at him for a second. She felt his hand roam
into her auburn hair as he gently pulled her down into a soft, languorous kiss.
James’ hands slid back down her body to her thighs that were pressed over his,
slowly running his fingers over the silky skin, and making her moan into his
mouth as he moved his hand between them.
James
whispered into her ear as he brought her closer. Every touch and caress was
connected with a soft ‘I love you’ or a promise that seemed to fasten a strong
hold on her, pushing her nearer to that moment where everything fell apart.
And then
everything did.
James held her
and kissed her as everything became normal again. Her breathing…her pulse…James
guarded it all. And he whispered against her lips as her hazy eyes met his
again. The Head Boy paused for a second then moved out gently from under her,
sliding his hands under her body once he had stood, and picking her up easily
from the sofa.
Lily, still in
her daze, felt her back meet a soft mattress of a bed, and felt tiny shards of
electricity over the inside of her wrist as someone kissed it. Her eyes
fluttered open as James moved up over her, and laid a cute kiss on the tip of
her nose. She wound her hands back up into his hair; tugging him back down to
kiss her, wanting to feel the passion that they always had together. Lily
couldn’t explain it, she never could; a need so strong that she just wanted to
touch him, feel him on her, no space between their skin.
She felt him
gasp lightly as she deftly pushed down the dark boxers, winding her thigh
around his and pushing the garment off slowly with her foot as she gazed
wantonly up at him. He couldn’t stand the delicious look that she had across
her features; ardent and passionate yet innocent in a way James felt he could
never comprehend. And it certainly didn’t douse the flames either, which were
licking up the insides of his body as the gaze seemed to become more intense.
He couldn’t stand it, he needed her again and again; it would never stop.
James pulled
at the last piece offending material that separated their bodies, making it
come away easily in his hand. He felt her breath against his skin and her pulse
beating rhythmically, getting quicker as he moved over her; their skin pressed
tight. James tugged on her bottom lip before kissing her again, meeting barely
no resistance this time as he slid gently inside her.
Lily gasped a
little as James entered her; it was different to the last time, a different
kind of feeling. Him being inside of her, being one with her.
Lily stroked the short hairs at the nape of his neck as they looked at each
other. A small smile graced her lips as the feelings broke and he pulled back.
The loss of it was overwhelming, an emptiness, like losing half of herself. A
moan escaped her throat as he pushed back in firmly, and Lily knew he was
holding back; not wanting to hurt her.
‘Please
James…god…’
She could feel
a light sheen of sweat on his shoulders as she held him tightly, the feel of it
somehow strangely invigorating as he pushed back again. Her back arched
slightly as he moved inside her. James brought their lips together again
imitating the motions of his movements with his tongue and making her whimper
into his mouth.
Lily moved
with him as his administrations sped up on their own accord, thrusting deeper
inside of her and making her fingers dig deeper into the muscles of his back,
softly urging. Moments of lasting together and around one
another. Her hips met his, skin and warmth joining together, his pants
of breath with near completion and her answering gasps.
‘Lily…god, I
love you,’ James moaned as he felt the end approach; the feeling where you fall
and can’t turn back.
Slipping his
hand down in between their bodies to their joining, he met where his hand had
been moments before, gently bringing her back up to the height she dropped from
previously. But sensation was deeper this time, making everything erratic and
passionate. James could feel himself falling as she did, over the edge again
where bliss was spoon-fed and everything was just so calm.
Slow…velvety…perfection…
****************************
‘I hate
getting up early!’ Sirius whined as he squinted at Peter, ‘Stupid Muggle Studies…I dunno why we
even have to do it…we went to Evans’ house during the summer didn’t we? That
should be enough!’
Peter looked
at the black haired Marauder and shook his head amicably. Sirius had only taken
the subject due to the fact that he thought that it would be an easy way out of
having to work, but apparently, that kind of backfired on him and left him with
a lot more work than he would have liked; namely one – getting up earlier.
‘It’s not like
I will need the thing in the real world anyway…it’s just a stupid excuse for a
lesson.’
Peter kept his
mouth shut as his best friend grumbled on about the cruelty that was Muggle life and quickly got dressed. It wasn’t that he
enjoyed the fact of getting up anymore than Sirius did, but he knew that he
would probably bite his head off in irritation if he did say anything.
‘Look at
this!’ Sirius might as well have screeched, thrusting the Muggle
Jeans under Peter’s nose and shaking them with rage, ‘What
the hell is this?!! They look ridiculous! People are going to remember this
forever if I go out looking like a damn idiot.’
Peter sighed
and turned away to his bed, where he neatly folded the blue pyjamas and rested
them on his pillow. He looked back at Sirius who was picking up the rest of the
Muggle clothes and muttering profanity under his
breath as he glared daggers at them.
‘Look it’s
only for one day Padfoot, and James said th…’
‘One day could
ruin my reputation!’ Sirius snapped back, rounding on the small Marauder, ‘This
is a nightmare, how does Evans put up with this stuff?’
Peter
shrugged, not really worrying about the clothes as he answered, ‘James said it
was what they wear, and Lily helped him buy all that stuff anyway so…I wouldn’t
worry.’
Sirius chucked
the shirt back down onto his bed that he had been holding, and scoffed at
Peter’s statement, ‘Damn, she has got him so whipped! Making him buy Muggle clothes? Huh, I don’t think so!’
Sighing in
exasperation, Peter pulled the purple tie around his neck. He knew that
anything that anyone did, said or breathed was going to annoy Sirius today and
so he just left him to it. This was one argument that he was going to avoid; if
that was even possible. He’d let James deal with him, after all, he or Remus were the best at managing the Marauders temper
tantrums, and Remus was still asleep, surprisingly
with all the ranting Sirius was doing.
Hmm, maybe
he zones it out…
Peter was
actually surprised that Sirius was moaning about having to wear the Muggle clothes as he was sure that he had worn them to
Lily’s.
Maybe it’s
because of his mood…I’m not going to get involved.
When Sirius
had finally got dressed and ready, they made their way down to the Great Hall
with their bags, carrying their parchment and Muggle
pens in. They had always used those kinds of pens for this class, and they only
seemed to agitate the Marauder even more when he saw them sitting at the bottom
of his school bag. They entered the hall and Sirius chose to glare at anyone
that dared to look at him, challenging them to say something to his face. No
one did. Thankfully, it was still early and not many people were up then, but
it seemed that a few of the Slytherins that the
Marauders disliked had got up especially to see Sirius’ change in attire.
Sitting down at the table, Peter could practically feel Sirius bristling across
from him as he loaded his plate up with food.
After a few
minutes they were glad when James and Lily walked into the Great Hall together,
and made their way over to Gryffindor table. They were both dressed in Muggle clothing, making Sirius scowl when he realised that
James could pull it off better than he could.
‘Hey guys,’
James said as he sat down next to the scowling Marauder, Lily sitting next to
him.
‘Looking
forward to today?’ Lily asked, the question being directed to everyone.
James turned
to his best friend as he grunted in disapproval to the inquiry, ‘What’s wrong
with you?’
‘Nothing,’ he
snapped back.
‘Nothing?’ James smirked, ‘You’ve practically got steam coming out
of your ears! What happened?’
‘I look like a
damn fool! And! I had to get up early for the privilege!’
‘Is that all?’
Lily asked tentatively.
‘Isn’t that
enough?!’
‘He’s been
like this all morning,’ Peter grumbled to James.
‘Oh, shut your
trap! And what the hell is that thing around your neck?’
‘Wha…it-it’s a tie,’ Peter stuttered, looking down at his
garment and holding it up, ‘Muggles wear them, you
know! Lots of them do!’
Sirius
snorted, ‘Yeah right, it makes you look like a dork.’
James looked
at his girlfriend who was trying to contain her laughter behind her hand.
‘We just look
like idiots,’ the Marauder continued, ‘you included Wormtail.’
Lily looked
between the boys. She could tell that James had lent the clothes that she and
he had bought, to Sirius, and they seemed to fit him well. To make it plain, he
didn’t look that bad actually.
‘Hey!’ Peter
frowned, ‘I know what Muggles wear actually, and they
do wear this!’
She didn’t
want to burst his bubble, but if he did go out like that he would be laughed
at.
‘Erm…actually Peter, Muggles don’t
tend to wear ties with jeans and stuff you know? It’s not the…typical fashion
out there.’
Peter flushed
slightly from humiliation and pulled the tie over his head, mumbling, ‘It
didn’t feel right anyway.’
Sirius smirked
and snickered at the smaller Marauder and then stopped as Lily turned to him
instead.
‘What?’ he
asked warily.
‘You don’t
actually look that bad Sirius. Stylish, but not overly so…you look good. All
the Muggle girls will be fawning over you.’
Sirius’ mood
picked right up after her compliment and he grinned, imagining having queues of
girls after him in the shopping centre.
‘Why thank you
Lils’, you look pretty good yourself.’
‘Hey, no
flirting with the girlfriend Padfoot,’ James argued
playfully.
Lily rolled
her eyes at both of them, and Sirius grinned again, ‘Sorry dude. Girls just
love me.’
The Head girl
laughed silently as a few girls across the table caught onto Sirius’ statement
and looked longingly at him.
‘There is no
doubt that that is true Siri’,’ she said sweetly.
*****************************
After
breakfast, they made their way to the Hogwarts entrance, where the rest of the Muggle Studies class were all assembled and waiting. A few
Professors were helping to put the students all into a few smaller groups as
they would be traveling by Portkey
and could only go a few by each. Dumbledore had made the Portkeys
that had been approved by the Ministry, making six in total to travel by.
The Marauders
had found Rachel – due to the command of the Head Girl – and had made sure that
they all stayed together in a group, as they held onto the Portkey/glove.
Dumbledore had arranged that when they arrived at the Muggle
Shopping Centre, they would appear inside it, but with a cloaked charm fully
around the lot of them; so that the Muggles wouldn’t
notice them as they appeared before their eyes. It reminded Lily of the Wizard
pub in London that Muggles couldn’t see, but which was definitely there.
She didn’t
have much time to think much more about this though as she felt the familiar
tug behind her navel as the Portkey activated. She
held onto her bag tightly as they swirled through nothingness until they hit
the floor with a jar; sending some of the students to their knees with a thud.
‘Well, I guess
we’re here,’ she said softly as they all looked at their surroundings.
The Muggles around them seemed nonchalant about the fact that
just over thirty wizards and witches had just appeared in front of them, and
they stepped around the group and went off into the shops around them. Chatter
started quickly between the girls as they spotted the colossal amount of shops;
feeling the desire to go and explore, and more importantly, to spend.
‘Hold on
Class,’ the Professor called, making everyone groan in displeasure, ‘now, I
know you all want to go off and investigate the place, but please remember that
this is an assignment and that you have to do research as well. I would like us
all back here at the large Muggle Clock in four
hours.’
James groaned
at the last part of the Professors statement, ‘Muggle
time…I’m so glad you’re here Lils’.’
Lily looked at
him and then at the other three, then answered sarcastically, ‘Thank you, I
feel so loved…for my time reading abilities apparently.’
James grinned
and kissed her hair as she took a moment to think. All of them were Purebloods,
and they were relying on her to get them all through this. The
shopping, the money, the times, the people. Everything.
‘This is going
to be a long four hours,’ she thought out loud.
‘Aww, don’t worry Lil,’ Rachel
spoke up, slipping her arm through the Head Girls’ and pulling her away from
James, ‘lets go shopping!’
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