Same time tonight?
Keeping her eyes on Professor Vector at all times, Lily carefully folded the note into her palm and faked a large stretch, dropping it directly onto the desk behind her. She was worried for a moment because she could not hear the recipient unfolding the parchment above the sound of scratching quills and was beginning to wonder if maybe it had dropped to the ground. But soon enough she felt it whiz past her ear before landing lightly on her desk. Checking the Professor was still looking elsewhere; she unfolded the note and laid it atop her lecture notes to look like she was reading them.
Don't you think it's a big risky putting a question like that in writing?
She frowned and scribbled a hasty response before passing it back.
Is that a yes?
He passed is back quicker this time.
What do you think?
7.30 it is.
Her second meeting with James Potter in the boys' dorm. She was more anxious that the last time for some reason and had put off asking him about it for a whole two days before she dared pluck up the courage to scribble a note – the idea of speaking to him about it was terrifying.
She had always known this was going to be a little awkward; there was no denying that. He was an old friend, nothing more. In fact, he was probably a lot less because they had drifted apart years ago. And now she was arranging secret meetings with him - kissing him like a lover – but she had never loved him. And the scariest thing about it was that while she was doing it, she actually liked kissing this stranger. It didn't matter who he was - he was good at it – it felt nice. How sick did she have to be to enjoy kissing strangers?
But the worst part of all was knowing how to deal with him afterwards. What exactly were you supposed to say to a person after snogging them for an hour? Thankyou is what Lily had said last time. Before rushing to the door as fast as she could and knowing he had seen her flush bright red. Are we done? he had replied carelessly. Good, I was hoping to get a fly in before dinner. He really was doing this for the money. Sure, she didn't want him to be doing it for any other reason, but it still made her feel pathetic.
She passed the note back, fortunately returning to her real notes just as Professor Vector passed by her desk. She scribbled down the few lines she'd missed from Emmeline's page and the Professor gave her a suspicious stare before moving on again. She was surprised when the little ball of parchment hit her on the side of the head, bouncing into her lap. What more could he have to say?
Wear something sexy.
She chuckled silently at his idiocy before glancing over her shoulder to throw him a smirk, only to see him copying his notes diligently and not paying her the slightest bit of attention. Sirius however stared back at her meaningfully. She rolled her eyes dramatically and balled up the parchment to throw at his head before turning back to her desk.
"Something you and Mr Black would like to share with the class, Miss Evans?"
Emmeline gave her a sorry look and ducked down in her seat so as not to look like part of the trouble.
"No Professor," Lily replied innocently.
"Passing notes in my class is not acceptable behaviour," the Professor said sternly, looking over Lily's shoulder and almost certainly eyeing off the ball of parchment on Sirius' desk.
"It was school related," Lily uttered hastily.
The Professor smiled and Lily knew she'd made the number one mistake. "Then you won't mind if I read it aloud." She raised her wand to summon the note to her and Lily panicked. Some of John's best friends were in this class! Both she and Emmeline, who had decided to become involved after all, leapt to their feet in an attempt to catch the tiny ball as it flew through the air, but to their surprise, and the Professor's, someone else caught it.
