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Dirty Socks or Mince Pies

by novemberthird on fanfiction.net

Lily was internally cursing her sister for making her go to the supermarket on Christmas Eve. It wasn't Lily's fault that Vernon had eaten the remainder of the mince pies before they had even sat down for dinner. Really, Vermin and Petunia should have been the ones to drive for an hour to find an open supermarket at this time of the afternoon.

She hadn't even been in the supermarket for five minutes when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see a pair of striking blue eyes looking into hers.

'Lily Evans,' the brown-haired boy said. 'It's been too long.'

As Lily looked at the boy in front of her, she wished she could be anywhere but there.

'Adam Mumps,' she replied, fidgeting as he made to hug her.

'How are you? I haven't seen you in three years.' Adam kept her uncomfortably close to him. She was more than half-tempted to hit him where it hurt but decided to at least act civilised.

'I wonder why,' she muttered under her breath. She really didn't have the time for guys like Adam Mumps, who thought that they were every girl's dream, a present from God Himself. 'How is Anna?' He flinched at the reminder of their nasty breakup.

'Don't you think that should stay in the past, Lily?' His hands were too close to her and had Lily's eyes shifting uncomfortably to look at strangers. She met the eyes of a hazel-eyed man around her age, who gave her a sympathetic look before putting down his basket and coming towards them.

Adam's pulled away from her slightly as he heard the man approach him from behind. Lily's eyes took in the newcomer. He had untidy black hair and was fairly tall. She saw the slight smirk he threw her, and her heart fluttered. She felt like she recognized him from somewhere, but she couldn't place him.

'I'm sorry, love.' His voice held a certain charisma to it. 'I couldn't find that chocolate you wanted, but I'm sure Padfoot has some lying around.' She didn't bother asking him who or what a Padfoot was as he took her hand in his. The hazel-eyed man let his eyes wander to Adam, 'Who is this?' He glared at Adam's hand that was still holding Lily closer than the average acquaintance would. Adam let go as James made to kiss the place above her ear. 'Play along,' he whispered, a soft sigh that sent a shiver down her spine.

'This is Adam Mumps, we used to date.' Lily leant back into him. He was surprisingly warm.

Adam looked at the other man in shock.

'Hello, Mumps.' The man outstretched his hand towards him, 'I'm James Potter, her boyfriend.'

'You're dating James Potter.' Adam turned towards Lily, ignoring James who was only half-heartedly trying to conceal a smirk. The name rang a bell, but Lily couldn't recall where from.

'Yes, is there a problem with that?' She could feel James' eyes on her–if he hadn't had her swooning already, his name would have done it. She had always found the name to be quite attractive.

'You hated football players when we were together, said they were pompous prats who just wasted their parents' money.' He scoffed as he looked at James, 'And now you're dating Puddlemere United's team captain.' The recognition finally made sense to Lily. Her father idolised the team, yet Lily couldn't even recognise their captain.

'To be fair, Mumps, I am quite fit in my uniform.' James winked at Lily, and she let out a genuine laugh.

'And he is a pompous prat,' Lily boldly kissed his cheek, prolonging what should have been a swift gesture. She couldn't help the urge that had overcome her; he was quite handsome and unlike the usual boys Lily tended to attract. She smiled as she saw a slight blush appear on his cheeks. 'He's rather gorgeous though, isn't he? And he's very good with his hands,' she paused for a moment and continued with a sly smile, 'amongst other body parts.'