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Move Along by Jaggy

Format: Novel
Chapters: 21
Word Count: 67,581
Status: WIP

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme

Genres: Drama, General, Romance
Characters: Dumbledore, Lupin, Snape, Sirius, Lily, James, Pettigrew, Skeeter, OtherCanon
Pairings: James/Lily, Sirius/Lily

First Published: 07/24/2006
Last Chapter: 01/12/2008
Last Updated: 01/12/2008

A companionship and somewhat awkward relationship one year in the making, finally becomes official. But the secretive love of Lily and Sirius is turned upside down as Lily finds a new bond in none other than James. In their sixth year, how is the number one guy in Lily's life changed from Sirius Black to James Potter?

Chapter 21: The Running Rat || Posted January 12, 2008
-on hitus-

Chapter 1: Right and Easy

A/N: Ah yes, it seems you've stumbled across my fic. Congradulations, and I do hope you enjoy the read, however there are a few things I should probably make very clear before you read. 1) If you're a strickly cannon shipper, this story is ill advised to you. 2) If you think Peter wasn't truely involved with the Marauders, this story is ill advised to you. 3) If you think Lily's a pain in the arse to James all the time, this story is ill advised to you. 4) If you have any remotely friendly feelings for any Black outside of Sirius or Andromeda or Alfred and potentially Regulus, this story is ill advised to you. 5) If you've got an open mind, a great imagination, and love a bit of drama, love triangles, and inflicting pain to the above mentioned parties of Lily and the Marauders, then this may be the story for you.

Disclaimer: Title comes from the song "Move Along" by All American Rejects; JKR owns the world of Harry Potter.

"Potter, just let me be! At least for tonight!" Lily said exasperated.

"Lighten up Evans," he responded gently, "It's barely the first week of school and you're already tense as an old maid. Just chill."

Lily opened her mouth to respond, but closed it quickly and resorted to letting her green eyes glare forcefully at James. Of course he wouldn't understand, she hadn't told him. She didn't want to tell him because then he would see her weakness, and as long as he was putting up his arrogant mask before her, she would put her strong one on before him.

She glared at him once more and sent Remus a warning look as she turned on her heel and walked out of the Common Room. Remus, she knew, would settle James and she could have her time alone at last. But she didn't relax her shoulders or defensive mask until she reached the edge of the Lake. The Lake was where she always came to think. Somehow watching the water soothed her. In fact, the only time the Lake had failed to calm her had been just before the end of last year, when James and Sirius had taunted Snape so horrifically. Lily found her favorite willow tree and sat under it, tucking her legs neatly beneath her. She looked up at the darkening sky and watched as the stars started peaking their way into the atmosphere. She found one star in particular and smiled.

"You know, that star that you're looking at is mine," a rough voice said next to her.

"Yes, I know, you showed it to me last year," she responded softly, not looking at the owner of the voice. "The first time we met under here and you eased my thoughts. You're good at doing that you know."

His laughter was warm and she smiled at it. She loved to make him laugh.

"Well, it was about family troubles. You know me, king of family issues."

It was Lily's turn to laugh and she saw his smile out of the corner of her eye. She had a sneaking suspicion that he enjoyed making her laugh as well.

"The last time we were here I wasn't so thrilled with you," she said, turning to look at his handsome face. His features soured at her words, and his voice dropped a bit when he responded.

"Yes well, you're never too thrilled with me whenever Snivellus is involved."

"Don't call him that."

"I'll call him what I want."

Lily cut her eyes at him.

"Sirius, I don't want to argue with you tonight."

"Good, then let's talk about less greasy matters, shall we? You can tell me what Petunia did to you this time and I'll tell you what my family did to me, and we'll both feel much better," Sirius told her dully, his stormy eyes looking into her emerald ones listlessly.

"Don't sound so eager."

He gave her a lopsided grin before he sat down next to her. His dark hair fell handsomely into his silver eyes, as it had a tendency to do, and he knew it.

"You're cocky today," Lily noted leaning against the trunk of the tree and giving him a weary smile. It was going to be another one of those talks, she could feel it, and she knew he could too.

"Name a day I'm not, Evans."

"Good point. I'm guessing you want me to go first?"

"As usual Miss Evans," Sirius answered, giving her a charming smirk.

"Yes well, my stories of family drama never compare with yours."

His eyes darkened and his smile fell at her words. Lily instantly regretted saying it. She knew better than to talk to Sirius like that. His family wasn't a laughing matter, where as hers...

"Sirius, I'm sorry," she said rushed. "I didn't mean it like that."

He looked at her for a long moment, and she wasn't sure if he was going to speak to her again. Lily was worried for a moment that he was angry with her, but he sighed at the look on her face and closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them, Lily knew he was masking his emotions from her.

"Don't say silly things like that to me anymore, or I'll feel that you only let me talk to you because you find my life to be a good story," he said darkly.

Lily was stung by his words, but she knew that she deserved it, and it was for that reason alone she didn't give him any cheek as to why else she listened to him.

"I'm sorry, Sirius," she repeated softly. "I really am."

His glare was hard, but his eyes soon softened and he wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulders as they always ended up doing when they had these talks.

"Miss Evans, I believe you volunteered to go first."

Lily sighed. He had forgiven her, and for that she was glad. He never stayed angry with her for long. As he said, she was just too damn invigorating to be angry with. And he missed her when he wasn't talking to her, she knew because she missed him too. She gave him a weak smile before she looked at her feet and began talking.

"My mum's side of the family can be compared to yours. Muggles have their own silly beliefs of whose blood is good and whose blood is bad. Mum's family loathes my dad because he's Irish, and Mum did a horrible thing in marrying him, according to them, because her side of the family was a long line of 'pure English folk' which is a load of rubbish, but they believe it all the same. Anyways, they are also still in the belief that there is a place in life for a man and a place for a woman. Despite their distaste for my mum having married an Irishman, and a meager teacher at that, for a long time, they've placed me as being the favored one to bring their family back to a noble family," Lily scoffed angrily at this, but continued. "But my mother neglects to warn me of this detail when she sent Petunia and me to stay with her mother for a few weeks this summer. There was this twenty something year old man there, a lot. And my grandmother constantly had him taking me everywhere."

Lily's eyes darkened incredibly as she spoke of the man who she'd spent so much time with over her visit to her grandmother's home.

"He was so condescending. Constantly talking of himself, never taking anything I said seriously. A silly little girl he called me. I couldn't figure out why my grandmother was so insistent that I hang out with this awful man. Well I didn't have to wait long to figure that one out. He came onto me, didn't understand the words 'no', 'hell no', or 'get the fuck away from me or I swear you'll regret it' in the least. Grandmother dearest was hoping for him and me to hit it off, or for him to like me because she's of the belief that we women are here only for the bidding of men."

Lily felt the anger bubbling in her chest when, to her surprise, she heard laughter. Sirius was laughing. She turned to look at him, enraged, and she resisted the urge to slap him.

"What is so funny?" she asked incredulously.

"You hexed him didn't you?" he said simply, offering her a smile that she couldn't stay angry with. She smiled guiltily at him, her anger falling away. That was a legitimate reason to laugh. Even she had to admit it was an amusing picture. He knew her more than she thought wise.

"Well it was either that or be raped, or at least put into a very awkward situation, and well, you know me," she said shrugging. "Sex is not something to be wasted on a git like him."

"But a git like me…"

"Shut up," she said pawing at him playfully.

He chuckled in a knowing tone, and easily dodged her hand. His smirk was frustrating, but she knew she could easily turn the tables so that she was the one smirking.

"Don't worry Lily, it was only once."

"ONLY once," she reiterated.

"Don't challenge me, because you know that's a challenge that I will win."

"I'd like to see you try."

"Oh? So you're finally giving in? You're giving me permission to chase you properly?"

"If it was my permission that you wanted, you and I would have had more than one time," Lily said challengingly. "But if you're willing to go right under his nose and chase me properly, then by all means do. Lord knows we've both wanted you to for a long time."

Sirius' playful smirk vanished once again and he looked down at her, guilt in his eyes.

"I didn't think so," she said softly, hiding the disappointment in her voice. "Let me finish so that you can know why I'm out here tonight."

He nodded emotionlessly, but his eyes were still stormy with shame.

"Well, obviously I had to go to the Ministry for using magic on a Muggle and for underaged Witchcraft. They let me off with a warning since it was attempted rape, at least, the way I told it to the board he wasn't really there to defend his honor. My grandmother was furious, kicked Petunia and I out of the house yelling something about how it was sinful enough for me to be Irish but a witch as well was more of Satan's work than she could handle. She didn't know I was a witch before then and some Muggles think it's a sin," she started to explain, but Sirius cut her off.

"I know what some Muggles think."

Lily nodded softly at the resentment in his voice. He was upset that her grandmother had dared to compare Lily to anything Satanic. He was strange like that, he could compare her to sinful things, like lust, but when others did it he was defensive of her honor. She could feel the smile on her lips, but she held it back.

"Well Petunia thinks I led him on," she continued. "And now refuses to speak to me. Not that it's all that shocking. Horse-face was probably just jealous. She's also mad that I made Grandmother angry. She is rather fond of Mum's family for some unknown reason."

Sirius didn't speak for a long while after Lily finished talking. He just let his arm hold her and they sat in silence. He was waiting, she knew, for her to let him comfort her. She hadn't yet let down her walls, and he wasn't going to try and climb them. He'd seen that plan fail miserably far too many times to be stupid enough to attempt it. Finally she eased and put her head on his shoulder.

"She's stupid," he spoke as soon as she was using him for strength. "You didn't lead him on and you're not a sinful girl. Not in those regards."

She could hear the smirk in his voice and once more she fought the urge to smack him hard.

"Sorry, couldn't resist," he said, laughter was laced in his voice. "But you're a good person Lily, you did everything right. Petunia is showing her ass, as usual."

Lily smiled again and Sirius tightened his hold on her for a moment. He put a soft kiss on the top of her head, and she knew he was wishing he could do more. But he wouldn't, despite the fact that she wished it too.

"I guess it's my turn now, isn't it?" he said, his voice was rougher than he'd intended, she knew. She nodded simply and he took a deep breath. "I'm not going back."


"I'm not going back to Grimmauld Place," he said more assuredly. "The Potters have taken me in because my father managed to curse me enough to put me into St. Mungo's. I was an awful wreck. Bloody, bruised. James said he thought I was going to die. I was there for weeks."

"Sirius, didn't..."

"No, I didn't contact you. I didn't want you to see me like that," he said roughly. "I was weak and beaten and cursed. I had a hard enough time letting James see me like that, much less you."

Lily pulled away from Sirius and tried to get him to meet her eyes. He refused and she gave him a knowing look.

"You didn't want them to see me," she said softly. "You were afraid to show them me. You wanted to protect me. Your family was there."

"I can't lose you," his voice broke. "And if they knew how...close to me you were they'd find some way to take you away from me. They can't touch James or Remus or Peter because each of them has magical parents, but you're a Muggleborn and practically defenseless against the wrath my family."

He hadn't gotten away from his family until well after he was released from St. Mungo's.

Sirius' stormy eyes met hers at last and she could see his conflict behind them. He wanted nothing more than to accept the obvious and give into his feelings for her. It was why she wasn't finding about any of this until now. It was why he'd been so afraid to let her come to him in St. Mungo's. It brought the question to her emerald eyes that she hadn't dared to think on in so many months.

"I can't," he said softly, reading the desire that was in her eyes. He knew the request in them and he repeated, "I can't. James. You mean so much to him."

"But he means nothing to me."

"And he's the world to me, Lily, I can't. I want to, you know I do, but I can't," his voice was pained. She hadn't heard him like this since last year. The one time they'd let their emotions overcome their sense of reason. They had done it to themselves. Sirius had insisted on getting Lily under the effects of alcohol at least once and she'd given in. She had known it might happen, they'd been sending signals to one another for weeks, and she had been right. He felt for her what she'd hardly dared to feel for him. They had been denying it for weeks because neither could be seen dating the other. The alcohol, however, had loosened both of their restraints. They had woken up, bare, in one another's arms the next morning and both had been bashful about what they'd done, and as much as it pained Sirius to do, he'd denied a relationship with her. All for the sake of James. Lily had put up her walls again and claimed that it wouldn't do for her to be seen with the school's biggest troublemaker anyways. Sirius had known she was lying.

"Lily please understand."

Lily was pulled from her memory by the same words he'd used then.

"I do Sirius," she said softly, falling into the skit. "I did last time, I do now. I just wish that somewhere in this image you hold of James, that you would see that he would accept it eventually."

"He wouldn't, Lily, you don't know him like I do."

"Well make up your mind Sirius!" she snapped suddenly. "You can't seem to decide! One minute you're his loyal companion, you love him and you want me to date him and the next you're a shameless flirt and you want me for yourself! I can't do both Sirius! I want you! But if you're so damn persistent I'll date James to spite you and you know I will! So which do you want? Him and me or you and me?"

Sirius gawked at her and Lily felt satisfied at the look of confusion on his face that mirrored her own confusion so well. She'd never confronted Sirius like this before. She'd never given him an ultimatum.

"Lily," he growled, coming back to his senses. She'd backed him into a corner with her words and cornered was something Sirius hated being.

"Sirius," she replied smartly.

"I—you," he was at a loss of words. But he didn't seem to need them, because quite suddenly his lips were on top of hers. Lily was surprised, but quickly responded, her own kissing falling back in sync with his like she'd wanted to do for so long. He pulled her closer to him again, his hands pulling at her hungrily and his tongue was now exploring her mouth with just as much fervor. When they broke the kiss their breathing was ragged with want, but he didn't kiss her again.

"A secret," he said panting. "If we can keep this a secret."

Lily's lust spoke for her and she nodded quickly and made to pull him to her again, but he stopped her.

"Promise me Lily," he said, his grey eyes locking with hers, and she could see the seriousness of his desire. "Promise me we'll keep it secret, for now anyways."

"I give you my word," she said softly, her lust taken back by his desire to protect James. "I won't tell a soul."

And this time, his smile wasn't haunted. His eyes lit up with excitement and his joyful laugh filled her with just as much happiness as his lips met hers once more.