Lily Evans

Chapter Four

Their dorms were located in the seventh-floor corridor, behind a portrait of a man eating a bowl of fruit. "I expect you two to get along this year," Dumbledore informed them, eyes twinkling behind his half-moon spectacles. Lily and James nodded, smiling innocently at him. He huffed a laugh before walking away.

"Password?" the portrait asked, staring at them.

"Sugar quills?" James suggested, Lily shrugged, and the portrait nodded.

"Sugar quills it is, come in." With that the portrait swung open, revealing their dorms. The floor was covered in a deep maroon carpet, the walls a light cream. Dark wood made up the desks underneath the window, framed by large bookcases on either side. A fireplace was next to the door, already crackling happily, mismatched chairs surrounding it. A soft maroon sofa sat directly in front of the fireplace, a dark coffee table in front of it. A winding staircase was off to the left of the bookcases. Lily raced up the stairs ending in a hallway. Two doors sat opposite each other, the third directly across from the landing of the staircase. She went to the door that had Lily J. Evans on a gold plate. She opened the door smiling. A king size canopy bed with soft gold curtains. The dark wood had golden lilies carved into it. A vanity and a closet were against the wall to the left, both etched with the same golden lilies. Lily rushed to the door covered in the same gold curtains adorning her bed. Opening the door she breathed in the lovely fresh air. It cooled her skin, brushing her hair away from her face. She basked in it.

"Lils? You know we have to share a bathroom and everything yeah?" James asked her, suddenly appearing next to her. She startled before glaring at him.

"Yeah," she walked away, "oi, Potter?" She smirked.

"Hm?" He eyed her warily.

"Don't go through my stuff," she informed him before racing to the bathroom.

"Lily? LILY! Not fair! Lily!" James yelled after her, hitting the door and falling back when she slammed it. She locked it.

"Stop hitting the door! I need to shower!" She yelled at him, beginning to undress from her disgusting clothes.

"Lily Jane Evans! I have to use the bathroom! NOT FAIR!" He yelled back. She smirked taking in her surroundings, a large shower was in one corner, while the bath (approximately the size of a small pool) was in another. Directly across was another door leading to the toilet. A sink was on either side of the door Lily was leaning on. Lily walked into the shower, turning it on. Warm water hit her as she closed her eyes under it. After washing off she wrapped herself in a warm fluffy towel, she looked in the mirror. The blood had been washed off in the shower, new blood began to trickle down her face. She mended the cut with her wand, leaving a shining white scar. Placing her clothes in a clothes basket she stepped through the door. James was sprawled out on his stomach outside the door. He was breathing deeply, Lily assumed he was sleeping. She kicked him lightly, he blinked slowly. "Merlin, finally," his voice was deep with sleep. Lily swallowed. He stood up and stretched, giving Lily a view of a tan sliver of skin. She leaned against the door inspecting her nails when he tried to enter. "Lilyyyyyyy," he whined.

"Hm?" she hummed, smirking slightly.

"Please move, Lils, I need to go to the bathroom, this isn't fair!" James whined again, acting like a child.

"Mm, nope. How'd you know my middle name?" James glared.

"Lily, I know lots of things, I have my sources," James told her, making a shooing motion at her.

"Not good enough, how did you know?" She smiled at him. He glared at her.

"Lily-flower, light of my life, firecracker," James pleaded, "just let me by and I'll tell you."