AN: I want to thank my lovely betas (Author By Night,
Joanna, and Alyssa).
You all rock the Kasbah and have saved me from a painful death by
wrongful comma placement. I bow down to you.
Anywhoo, bonus points to whoever catches the Wayne’s World
reference. Review and party on, Wayne.
Even though the very sound of that voice – his
voice – told her to keep walking and not look back, she felt her body
turn. “What, Potter?”
“You don’t have to be so edgy, honestly. I just wanted to show you something.”
sighed as she hugged her Herbology books to her chest, hoping that they’d
somehow turn into a shield to make James Potter just not bother her for
once. Well, bother wasn’t really
the right word. James didn’t annoy her
quite as much as he used to, but his little chats were still not fully
welcome. Pester was the better term to
describe James, really. “What do you
want to show me?”
James grinned in his normally cocky manner and
whispered into her ear, his lips just barely brushing her amber hair. Lily felt a shiver go down her back and she
could sense her face redden. “It’s a
surprise. It’d ruin the fun to tell you.”
Lily frowned at this response and whatever foreign
tingly sensation she had felt just a moment ago disappeared as quickly as it
had came. “You do know that if it’s a
severed head I’ll be very upset?”
Come on, then.” James grasped
Lily’s hand in his as he led her back behind Greenhouse 2. Knowing fully well what students took to
doing at this spot, she felt her entire body tense. Snogging is what went on behind the
greenhouses. Snogging. And here was James Potter, leading her behind
the rarely unoccupied greenhouses. The
rarely unoccupied greenhouses where snogging went on at.
“James, I don’t know what on Earth you’re getting
“Sshhh.” James pressed a
finger to his lips and jerked his head in the direction of something
honey-colored. Hidden by the shrubs that
surrounded the greenhouses, Lily knew she wouldn’t have seen it if James hadn’t
pointed it out to her. “You don’t want
to wake them.”
She thought worriedly, but she just nodded slowly and followed James as he
carefully stepped towards what appeared to be a nest of some sort. As they got closer it was clear that the
not-so-perfect circle made up of twigs and other not-so-recognizable materials
was in fact a nest.
bluebird nest,” Lily gasped, completely surprised by finding something so…
normal at a place like Hogwarts. Peering
down at the nest Lily could see three small baby bluebirds all cozied up with
one another, fast asleep. It was
completely precious and Lily could feel her heart start to melt. Having expected to find one of the creatures
described in her copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, discovering
an animal that she had seen flying past her bedroom window in Surrey came as a
shock. Those three tiny little things
reminded her distinctly of home.
“They’re funny looking, aren’t they?” James asked,
“No,” Lily replied, shaking her head in a dazed
manner. “They’re completely and utterly
“D’you call hairless, bony little chicks normal?”
“Honestly, James. All bluebirds look like that when they’re
just born. They grow up to be
beautiful. You can be the biggest prat
Well, it seems as if I’ve finally made a jump closer to your heart,
Evans! Considering the fact that I used
to be a prat every single second of every single day, I think I can settle for
A year ago Lily would have snapped back at
him. “You are the most pig-headed,
self-absorbed person I have ever met! I
can’t even make an offhand comment without you having to act smart to me!”
But James had… changed over the last year. He didn’t jinx quite so many people for fun
anymore and he wasn’t such a walking ball of ego. The change in him had happened rather quickly
-- almost overnight -- just a few months ago.
Lily had heard rumors of James having come across some kind of monster
out on the school grounds during the full moon, but she didn’t know what to
think about that gossip. Most likely
that piece of rubbish had been spread about by Sirius Black to make his best
mate’s star go up a bit higher on the popularity scale.
But Lily just didn’t know about James Potter
now. He was different.
Hello? Are we on the same planet
still? Helloooooo?” James waved his hand back and forth in front
of Lily’s face until she finally got out of her reverie and smacked it away.
“Back to normal, then,” James said as he rubbed
his hand with a slightly pained look on his face. “That one stung quite a bit. Ouch.”
“Sorry, but you were being annoying.”
“If only I had a Knut for every time I’ve heard that
one. I’d be a rich man.”
“I’m sure that you would be.” Lily smiled and James gave her a puzzled
look. Realizing what she had just done
-- showing a sign of affection towards James Potter of all people -- and
considering the completely baffled expression she had received in return, she
clamped a hand over her mouth.
“Hey – it’s okay to smile.” James lowered her hand from her mouth. “I really wish you wouldn’t do that. Finding my charming self amusing isn’t some
break of the law, I promise. Well, maybe
in Costa Rica it could count as a federal offence, but I think you’re okay
here. Completely scotch free.”
“Oh God, I’m sorry. I just…”
I know that you loathe me with all your being. You’ve made that clear on several painful
occasions.” James smiled at her playfully. “I’ll just fancy you more. Abhorrence only makes the heart grow fonder
and all of that.”
James blinked as he finally let go of her
hand. Lily was surprised at herself to
wish that he would grab back onto it.
“You don’t what?”
“I don’t hate you.
And it’s absence makes the heart grow fonder. Not abhorrence.”
“…You don’t hate me? Me, the person whom on so many occasions
you’ve said that you detest. Me, the man
who gives you many a headache. Me, the
guy that you once called -- and I quote,
“Merlin’s biggest mistake?” We are
talking about me here, right?”
hate you,” Lily repeated. “I really… I
For the first time in her life, Lily saw that
James was at a loss for words. “So… let
me get this straight… you don’t hate me?”
this is a weird feeling. Foreign. Very foreign.
You really don’t hate me?”
“No, James whatever-your-middle-name-is Potter, I
do not hate you.”
“So will you go out with me now that the sight of
me doesn’t, y’know, make you want to run away screaming?”
Lily rolled her eyes. “I never said that seeing you doesn’t make me
want to run away screaming. I just said
that I don’t hate you.” Smiling in the
same playful way that was so accustomed of James Potter, she walked away
laughing silently to herself.
“Well, at least this is progress!” James called to
“Progress,” she agreed happily.