"He's Headboy. She doesn’t want to know him. But living at Hogwarts will always bring them together, especially when she finds out his most terrifying secret ..." A Lily and James fic, with a twist!

“Potter! POTTER! Wait up! Potter!” He didn’t stop, even though she was sure he had heard her. “Potter! James!” 

“Sirius! You’d better wake up now, or you don’t know what I’ll do! This is important… its about … James.” And with that Sirius shot out of bed, and looked worriedly at Remus.

“James. James? Wake up!”

James stirred. Someone was in his dorm. A girl.

He slowly opened his eyes, to meet those of Lily evens and nearly fell off his bed.

“Lily! What are you doing up here?”

Lily looked at him puzzled.

“I didn’t know if it was good enough.” James muttered, embarrassed.

Lily looked at him curiously – when did James Potter ever get embarrassed.

“You’re too modest Potter! I am going to notify St Hilbert’s Auror academy about this immediately . They’re always looking for bright young talent –"

Yet again, had it been any other time, Lily would have politely acknowledged McGonagall, apologising for the sudden interruption, but instead she looked straight at her headmaster.

“There is something wrong with James.”

“Are you a pureblood?” Bellatrix asked, forcing Lily back to reality.

“Pardon?”

“Are your parents wizards?” She asked, a little impatient.

Lily smiled at this. “Oh – no, I’m the first witch in the family.” She told them happily.

Bellatrix’s happy demeanour suddenly faded, and she scowled darkly at her.

“I see, and are we still going to the ball together?” James asked her.

The conversation that was taking place around them went suddenly silent, and Lily winced, remembering that she hadn’t yet told either of her friends. She was also pretty sure that James hadn’t told Sirius either.

“You two are going to the ball together?” Sirius asked in disbelief. He looked closely at Lily, trying to read her expression.

“You owe me a galleon,” Lily heard Olive whisper to Alice.

James slowly and gently kissed ever singly tear that had fallen down her cheek. And even though she could feel the cold, salty water rubbing up against her cheeks, her nose and her chin, she could also feel his warm lips and the remaining tingling feeling they left.

‘You can only see thestrals when you have watched someone die. Lily, who have you seen die?’

Lily could still remember Olive’s words from that letter and although she knew the exact answer to that question, it took a lot of courage to write back to Olive.

‘It was my father’.

“Open the door, you ungrateful boy!”

Lily heard James’ breath fasten and looked up at him. He was frozen in his seat, and she could see the terror in his eyes.

“Lily-” He said rather quietly and breathlessly, “Go into my bedroom, and hide yourself,”

Instead of whacking Lily, Sirius turned to whack James on the side of the face.

Lily thought that she was the only one that noticed James wince in pain, but she was wrong. Sirius stopped his hand still half in the air. He looked at James in concern, and moved closer to his friend.

“When did he hurt you?” He whispered harshly, pulling James’ face closer to his own so he could inspect the bruise. “I knew - I knew the other day at breakfast. Why didn’t you tell anyone,”

All James wanted to do was punch him, but he restrained himself against it, and instead, walked forward and sat down with Lily at the table. He would need to keep an eye on that man. He glanced back at Jack and glared at him, watching his retreating figure with disgust, before turning back to his girlfriend.

He pushed himself onto her, his body heavy against hers. Lily deepened the kiss, her hands moving to his back.

“I love you,” She muttered between kisses.

He just nodded.