That night as Lily lay down in her bed at the Potters cottage she heard a knock at the door.

“Lily.” James’ voice sounded from the other side of the door.

“Come in!” Lily called; she pulled the duvet around her pyjama clad body and sat up on her bed. The door opened and James walked in, he was wearing his flannel pyjama trousers and a white t-shirt. “What’s up?” Lily asked smiling.

“You looked upset today.” James stated and sat down next to the redhead.

“I always look upset! I mean come on how do I get attention otherwise.” Lily joked, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes.

“Tell me Lily. We’re best friends.” James pleaded Lily.

“It’s awful.” Lily said after a long pause. “The very way we live. I mean we’re sixteen and we fear for our lives, me and you more then other just because of who we are. You’re the fantastic James Potter, brilliant at everything, son of the two most influential and brave Aurors. I’m a mudblood, not worthy of the air I breathe-“


“And everyone else… they either die trying or join the evil.” A sob erupted from Lily’s plump lips. “They’ll help him ki-kill innocent people. Because they’re stupid and scared. I want to fight him. He took so much from me. I hate him.” Tears fell from her emerald eyes and she sobbed into James’ top. “I ha-hate h-h-him. He k-k-k-k-k-killed them!” James sat and rubbed her back, making soothing noises.

Eventually Lily wore herself out and she fell asleep, her head resting on James’ chest. Instead of risking moving the red head, James lay down with her head on his chest, his arms wrapped around her fragile body. Thinking to himself that he could easily sleep like this for the rest of his life.

The next morning Lily was awoken by birds chirping, and gentle snickering. She yawned and rubbed at her tired eyes. When she suddenly realised her pillow was moving. Up and down to a steady beat. A heart beat could also be heard. Lifting her head and opening her eyes preparing for the worst Lily saw she was lying partially on top of James. She heard the snickering again. Sirius stood at the door way, he was laughing, but that didn’t conceal the hint of jealousy in his eyes.

See Sirius loved Lily and James as siblings, however at one time Lily was his in a way his. Now he watched in great amusement as Lily lay with James. Love radiated from the pair, even though they didn’t notice it, so even though he was slightly jealous, the happiness that his two favourite people had found the loves of their lives was even greater.

One must admit it was a lovely sight to behold. James still had his glasses on; they were askew from the night. Lily had her head rested on his chest, her ruby hair fanned over him. It was just one of those things that made you look twice and hope that one day you too had what they had. Another chuckle emerged from Sirius’ lips as he saw Lily wake up. It was stupid that Lily and James didn’t realise what they had. They should be together.

“Morning Siri.” Lily yawned; she pulled herself up and off of James. “What time is it?” She asked looking down at herself she realised she was in the same clothes as yesterday.

“It’s nine Lilykins.” Sirius said softly. Lily nodded and got up and left the room to, Sirius presumed, wash.

Sirius walked to James and shook his mate up.

“Yo James. Breakfast.” Sirius called, James stirred but didn’t wake up.

“James Lily is naked.” Sirius whispered then nearly pissed himself laughing when James bolted upright and searched the room, James’ hazel eyes fell on Sirius and he blushed crimson.

“You’re a dick.” James stated but Sirius didn’t take much notice as he was on the floor rolling around, laughing. When Lily walked back into the room she frowned.

“What. The. Hell?!” Lily asked alarmed.

“Never mind.” James said quickly dragging Sirius out of the room.

Lily shrugged and started to get changed.

Twenty minutes later she was sitting in the kitchen eating toast and chatting with James.

“But yeah, I’m so glad there are no balls during Christmas.” Lily said looking relieved.

James looked up wide eyed, Sirius laughed again.

“What…?” Lily asked cautiously.

“I forgot to tell you.” James started. “We’re holding a Christmas ball.” He finished, Lily stared at him for a minute.

“YOU WHAT!” She bellowed.

James winched

“When’s the ball?” Lily asked tensely.

“Erm on the twentieth.” James said nervously.

“James!” Lily yelled. “That on Saturday! It’s Wednesday!” Lily whined annoyed.

“Sorry.” James muttered.

“You so owe me big.” Lily said, and then grinned. “You’ll have to come dress shopping with me.” Lily stated proudly. James instantly paled.

“What no, no I can’t no way!” James cried out in despair.

“James you have no choice, I’ll talk to you mum, I’m free the rest of the day so why not.” Lily said grinning then got up to go to the living room where Bridget and Harold would be.

“Hey Bridget, Harry. James and I are going shopping today fro a dress.” Lily said to the couple who were sitting in front of a warm fire. Bridget chocked on her tea then looked up at Lily.

“James, as in my son, is going dress shopping?” Bridget said slowly.

“Yep. It’s his own fault though.” Lily said nodding.

“Oh, and what did he do.” Harold asked chuckling slightly and Bridget’s amazement.

“He forgot to tell me about the Christmas ball.” Lily said.

‘That sounds like James to me.” Harold said grinning.

“So are there any rules to the dress code that I need to know about?” Lily asked.

“Indeed there is. Your dress must be stunning.” Bridget said.

Lily grinned and nodded.

“Well then I think it’s time me and James left.”

“James what do you think of this one?” Lily asked holding up a black dress. James looked at it and frowned, it was low cut with no back what so ever, and a slit that went up way past mid thigh.

“I don’t know.” James said still frowning.

“Well I’ll try it on and then we’ll see what you think.” Lily said with a sigh.

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