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Cruel Summer
The sun
streamed into the lounge through the Patio doors, lighting up the dark room
until it shone over Lily Evans’ face, making her eyelids flutter open. She
groaned at the rude awakening and tried to turn over with much less success.
She couldn’t comprehend why she could hardly move until her thoughts flew back
to last night.
Slept on the sofa. Okay, not in a straitjacket thank god!
Lily blinked
again and tried to focus her tired eyes on something solid, the room slightly
swaying as she did. She looked over to the large Grandfather Clock that sat on
the other side of the room, watching the second hand tick by and quickly
reassuring herself that it wasn’t the hour hand that was moving fast.
What the
hell did I drink last night?
The old clock
said 9 hours and 25 minutes and Lily moaned at how early it was to wake up from
a night out. Damning the sun rising over the tall trees in her back garden, she
attempted to get up and swing her legs around to rest her feet on the soft
carpet. Feeling only a slight twinge of a headache, she stood up and adjusted
her clothes that had crumpled up as she slept.
She looked at
her shoes that laid haphazardly on the floor as she walked past them into the
kitchen. The kitchen was also very light as the sun shone into it, and she
mumbled how awful she must look in the glare.
Lily opened
the kitchen cupboard to get the Special K, made her breakfast and sat at the
large oak table. Deciding to have a quick shower after eating, she quietly made
her way up the stairs into the bathroom.
The large room
was warm as she undressed quickly, throwing the transfigured clothes onto the
floor and turning the shower to hot. Stepping inside, she revelled in the hot
water pulsing against her back. Lily closed her eyes and moved her head under
the jets, making her hair wet and turning the colour a dark red.
Mmm, I’d stay here forever if the hot water wouldn’t run out.
Massaging the
cherry smelling shampoo into her hair, Lily thought about last night.
‘What was the
matter with him?’ she thought to herself.
She didn’t
know the answer.
Rinsing the
shampoo from her hair, she reached for her fluffy, blue towel and wrapped it
around herself. She brushed her teeth at the sink and walked from the bathroom,
and into her own room.
***********************
What the
fuck am I gonna do?
James laid on top of his bed trying to find a rational explanation
for the object of his desire. He was driving himself crazy thinking about this,
not wanting to believe that this was actually happening to him. He was coming
up with stupid excuses and annoying himself even more with not being able to
find a good one.
‘Maybe she put
a spell on me?’ he thought.
What? How
lame is that?!?
‘Well, why do
I want her then?’
I dunno! I’m just the voice in your head!
James sighed
in exasperation and pressed his head into the soft pillow. How stupid was this?
Lily hated him with a vengeance, there’s no way that she’d even consider
considering about it. He closed his eyes firmly and breathed out.
‘Why can’t I
stop thinking about her?’
Because you like it.
‘No I don’t!’
Yeah you
do! Just give in, you know you want to.
James thought
about giving into the feelings for her. Part of him wanted it desperately,
needed it like his body needed air, but the other percentage was pulling away
ferociously, not wanting to stop to listen to reason. He felt torn between
these two intense emotions, his body being pulled in two directions, but his
mind stationary, trying wildly to decide which way to go.
You want
her, there’s no way you can deny that. She’s just like forbidden fruit…just
waiting to be plucked.
James stayed
silent and listened to the voice, whose ideas were suddenly becoming extremely
appealing.
Remember
what she looked like when she was dancing? How her body moved in those tight
clothes? When you wanted to tear them away from her? She was so sexy; you
could’ve taken her right there. Right on the dance floor, pressed up against
the wall. So sweet.
James sighed
in arousal, and closed his eyes at the mental picture of her, joined with him,
moving together as one. Her soft neck arched as he took her, kissing it
delicately as she moaned and whimpered in his ear.
‘Oh god,’ he
whispered.
Go
on…pretend it’s her.
James
swallowed and slowly moved his hand under his shirt, gently playing his fingers
across his stomach. Sliding his touch over the waistband of his black boxer
shorts, he moved his hands under it. He was already hard as he ran his fingers
over his length gently, imagining. His cock jumped quickly as he caressed his
fingertips over the tip, then stroking down to the base, softly stroking his
balls.
James gritted
his teeth and kept his eyes firmly shut at the sensations. He could feel her,
smell her, hear her moaning next to him.
Oh fuck Lil.
He gulped at
the vivid images his brain was creating. Pressed his head deep into the soft
feather pillow, feeling her hand as his, stroking him, whispering in his ear,
torturing him with the scenes she would play out with him. He could feel her
delicate butterfly kisses, grazing the skin at the base of his neck. Felt her
lips tease his senses, gently intertwining the sound of his name into the
kisses that fluttered over his body.
The grip on
his hard manhood increased as he felt the desire to be inside her intensified.
James found himself slowly rocking into his hand, the image of it being her
flooding his brain, and her name as breathy moans, escaping his lips.
James licked
his lips briefly, tasting her on the air. She submerged him under an invisible
embrace, her scent acting as her form, and James was sure she was there, with
him, guiding him.
Mmm, Lily…god, I want you.
His mind was
full of her, not a shard of his brain conflicting against his current actions.
James caresses deepened more, his hand slightly sticky with pre-cum, making the
images of her sheathing him seem more real. Wetness
enveloping him, moving around him; an intensity of clenching and convulsing.
Moaning and whimpering, interlacing his name with her rapture. James could feel
her digging her fingernails into the supple skin of his shoulders, the pleasure
overriding the pain and sending his mind into oblivion.
‘Lil…oh baby…uh yeah.’
James grasped
his throbbing cock, rubbing the sensitive skin firmly and gasping in time to
the rhythm of his thrusts. Pushing into his wet palm; brushing the tip
continuously, and whimpering at the contact.
The thoughts
replayed in his mind; her swaying to the music in the club, the way she moved,
her fiery temper.
James wanted
it all.
***************************
Lily dressed
quickly into a small denim skirt with a light blue turtle-neck sweater. She
only applied a small amount of make-up and a bit of clear lip gloss; wanting
the casual look. Quickly checking herself over in the small mirror, she
realised she hadn’t seen Petunia that morning. This was quite strange for Lily,
as Petunia was usually the first one in the household up, giving her sister the
advantage of ridiculing Lily’s bed hair when she came down for breakfast.
Fastening her
silver Muggle bracelet that her parents had given her
for becoming Hogwarts’ Head Girl, she walked out of her bedroom and walked down
the hall and knocked on Petunias door. Not hearing her sisters’ evil scorn, she
knocked a bit louder…but still there was no answer.
‘Petunia?’
Lily sighed,
‘Petunia, I’m coming in.’
Lily reached
for the handle, turned it and pushed the door open. The room was empty. She
looked around her sisters’ obsessively neat bedroom, becoming slightly worried
at her absence. Lily stepped inside and walked towards the large chest of
drawers in the corner. Some of the drawers were open and stripped bare.
What is
going on?
Lily frowned
and checked the cupboard. The clothes inside were also gone except for a couple
of things that she was too old for. Her mind whirring into action, she strode
over to the bed and got down onto her knees, pulling the valance sheet up and
looking under the bed frame.
The suitcase
was gone.
What the
hell…?
Lily sat up
and paused. Where had Petunia gone? She stood up again and gazed around the
vacant room, biting her lip.
Mum’s gonna kill me, she told me to look after the house while
she was at work but I completely forgot about the sister!
Lily walked
over to the vanity table near the door and looked at Petunia’s things. Make up
that had never been used lay neatly, perpendicular to the edge of the desk, and
brushes that hadn’t got a single hair in, lay next to it.
Anger began to
lace the worry, ‘Stupid bitch!’
Lily turned
around and surveyed the room again; her eyes became drawn to the little bedside
table. A small, folded piece of paper lay propped up against the little, pink
light, next to the clear glass that her sister would religiously fill with
water before bed.
She walked to
the table and picked up the paper. On the front, ‘Lily’ was written in
Petunia’s usual scrawl. Lily unfolded the note quickly and started to read…
‘Lily,
I have
decided to leave the house for the time whilst Mother and Father are at work.
Also, if the family persists in keeping another wizard in the house, I will not
return until the matter has been amended. I will be staying with my friends so
I would be much obliged if you didn’t try to do anything about it.
Additionally, I was very disconcerted in finding several male wizards in my own
house the other day, and will make sure that Mother and Father will know
everything about the subject.
Cordially,
Petunia
Evans’
Lily was
stunned. How dare her sister just run away and leave her?
For God
sake, what is wrong with my life?
She screwed
the piece of paper up in rage and chucked it into the small waste-paper basket
next to the door. She realised she was stuck with James on her own and groaned
inwardly. She could just stand it when she thought she had back up but now…now
she’d probably kill herself.
‘Or him,’ she
mused with a grin.
What Sirius
decides to come over and they manage to wreck the house? Oh my god, Mum’s gonna kill me if something happens to it! Nah, if that
happens, I’ll just go ahead with my suicide plan.
Lily laughed
at herself and walked towards the door. She would just have to accept this, her
parents would be back from work soon and then they could deal with her stupid
sister in their own way. She opened the door and stepped out, closing it
carefully behind her. Lily looked at the door that was adjacent to Petunia’s.
God, is he
still asleep? Lazy git!
She walked up
to the bedroom door quietly and pressed her ear to the wood, listening for
sounds of movement. Lily couldn’t hear a thing and she frowned. Just as she was
about to pull away and curse him of being an idle slob, she heard a sound.
What was
that?
It sounded
faintly of a gasp and she listened harder. It happened again. Lily pulled her
ear away and frowned, trying to identify it. Then the idea struck her.
He’s having
a dream.
Lily laughed
to herself, ‘Aww is poor little Jamesie
having a nightmare?’
She covered
her mouth, trying to stifle a laugh that threatened to spill over her lips.
This I gotta see!
Lily reached
for the door handle and turned it, careful not to wake him up. Turning it as
far as it would go; she started to push the door even more carefully, until it
started to shift backwards. She did it gradually; making sure no sound was
heard from the movements. Lily pushed it open a couple of inches and moved her
gaze until she could view his bed perfectly.
What she saw
shocked into a state of disbelief and immobilised her ability to move.
James was
laying on his bed, rubbing himself vigorously and moaning in ecstasy. All Lily
found she could do was watch in a stunned haze. He was groaning loud as he
caressed his hard cock and mumbling things that were unintelligible to Lily’s
ears.
Oh My God!
Why am I watching this? I can’t move!
‘Mmm, yeah.’
James was
rocking his hips hard against his hand, pumping it in a rhythm that matched his
soft whimpers. She watched, as the muscles in his legs and stomach clenched and
relaxed in the same time as his thrusts. His movements were fast and
unpredictable, just wanting to sate this obvious hunger inside him. Wanting the sweet release that only his erotic actions could
satisfy.
Lily was
shocked to find herself breathing erratically. She felt that the room was
becoming hotter and her clothes were becoming more restricting. She gripped the
door handle, her nails biting into the soft wood.
Oh god, I’m
getting turned on by this!
James gasped
loud, unravelling a euphoric coil of heat that passed through her body. She
felt herself gasp and thought James would catch her but he continued in sating
his desire.
Lily watched,
captivated. She thought it was the most sexiest thing
she’d seen in her life. She was revelling in James’ pleasure, using it for
herself, and God did it feel good. She could see the sheen of sweat over
his chest and face, it looked delicious. Lily was a little shocked in thinking
about James in this way, she knew that he was gorgeous, but everyone knew that.
She also knew that he was insanely immature, which was why she found it hard to
comprehend that this was him. Here.
Lying on the
guest bed in her house…
Looking like
an adult…
Looking so
sexy…
Oh god,
what am I doing?
Lily looked
back at the Marauder, his moans becoming very frequent and his thrusts matching
the same pace. A hot rush of wetness came from inside her as she realised he
was about to…
‘Mmm, I’m gonna come,’ James
whimpered to his imagination.
She watched as
he pumped wildly and held the bed sheets in a white knuckle grip, swallowing
continuously. Lily panted quietly, her legs threatening to give, and increasing
her grasp on the doorframe.
James felt
himself tighten; squeezing his eyes shut, then uncoiling rapidly.
‘Uhhh, Lily!’
Lily watched
James, constrict on the bed then shudder violently, hot come surging from his
throbbing manhood and him moaning her name repeatedly as he did. She watched
the thick, white fluid, cover his stomach and the bed sheets, and feeling a
significant throb in between her legs. Hearing her name repeatedly on his lips
in the throws of orgasm overwhelmed her completely. She didn’t understand,
couldn’t understand. Was he attracted to her?
Well after
that little performance, I don’t think I’ll have trouble answering that
question.
Lily looked at
James’ exhausted form, lying on the covers, his come covering the middle
section of his body. She frowned and shook the thoughts from her mind, watching
his breathing even out again, the rise and fall of his chest becoming slower.
‘I can’t do
this,’ she thought glancing at him, his eyes closed and his sooty eyelashes
lying against his flushed cheeks.
Lily moved
backwards, catching the door and moving it suddenly.
The sound of
carpet against wood sounded loudly in the now quiet room.
She cringed as
she felt in slow motion, his hot gaze move towards the door.
James felt
sick as he saw her standing there.
Watching him.
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