Jily One-Shots

Mistletoe Schemes

This was written as a secret santa gift on tumblr for snowy-jily.

She's running as fast as she can, but the huge amount of snow that covers the ground is making it difficult, her legs are already starting to hurt from the effort but even then the smile hasn't left her face. She hears his laugh from behind her, it's closer, he's getting closer. She laughs too, because they're behaving like the first years that now stare amusedly at them and they're seventeen and they're the Head Girl and Head Boy and they shouldn't be acting like kids but they don't care.

He finally catches up to her, his arms wrap around her waist from behind and they fall to the ground, still laughing even as the snow soaks their robes. She barely hears the cheering and clapping from their friends as the two of them roll in the snow, each trying to get more snow on the other one. She finally manages to hit a handful of snow on his face and she giggles at the surprised sound he makes. Until he hits her face with even more snow and she can feel it going down her neck and penetrating her robes.

At that, they both stop the fighting as she gapes at him. The coldness is starting to take over her whole body and their little dispute doesn't feel as fun as it was before. He's staring at her now, as both of them sit up, hazel eyes expressing guilt and worry as they look into her emerald ones.

"You bastard!" She slaps him on the arm and he flinches, but she knows it's not from pain, it's from the fact that she's mad at him. Except she's not really, and she's given away by the twitch on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, come on, Evans, you're not even mad at me!" He rolls his eyes at her and crosses his arms, pouting, and it only makes her want to laugh harder. But she keeps a straight face as he keeps complaining. "You love to make me feel guilty, don't you? Always pretending that you're mad at me. And before you ask, your little smile gave you away."

"You're an idiot, James." She nudges him and he chuckles.

"I know. And you love it." He kisses her cheek and stands up, also helping her up, and she hopes that if he sees the blush that's taking over her cheeks after his actions, he blames it on the cold.

But there's not much time for her mind to delegate on what her blushing meant, because as soon as they arrive where their friends are, the laughing starts and Sirius is messing up her hair in that way that she really doesn't like even if it is covered in snow.

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She knows something weird is going on the moment she walks in the Gryffindor Common Room. Sirius and Remus are sitting in their usual place by the fireplace, but James is not with them. In his place, is Marlene, and that alone already gives her enough suspicions. The three of them are huddled up and whispering to each other and spring apart the moment Remus raises his head and sees her staring at them.

"EVANS! What's up?" Sirius greets her, sitting back on his armchair, folding his arms behind his head and smiling a little too brightly for her taste.

"Hey, guys. So, what are you three doing together in this snowy day?" Sirius's smile falters for a second before he straightens up, Marlene widens her eyes and Remus rolls his.

"We're just talking, Lils. Remembering the old days, like the old friends we are." She doesn't believe it for a second, but decides to let it go because she knows they would never tell her what they're up to, so she accepts the answer and continues her path to her dorm.

When she's at the door to her room, she hears Remus laughing. "You guys are so not subtle."

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