Turbulence

Chapter Sixteen - Owl Post

So I went to the fooball and my team lost, now we're out of the finals -.-

Anyway, enjoy the new chapter! Comment and vote and message and all that <3

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Lily and James woke up late on a sunny Sunday morning. When Lily first woke, she forgot she was in James’ room and bolted up right. She looked around quickly and rubbed her eyes, finally registering where she was She looked over at James and found him awake, the covers down at his waist, showing his lean chest. He was propped up on his elbows, grinning at the sight of her messy hair and crinkled singlet.

        Lily looked down at her clothes and then jumped out of bed, running over to James’ mirror. She looked absolutely horrible with her crazy bedhead and tired eyes. She was so embarrassed.

“I look disgusting.” She groaned, flattening her hair and straightening her clothes.

“Good morning to you too, gorgeous.” James laughed. Lily could see him behind her in the mirror, sitting in bed.

Lily snorted and rolled her eyes. She made her way back to the bed, jumping on top of him. He winced but tried not to show it.

She cursed under her breath. “Oh crap, I’m so sorry. Let me see.” James pulled the covers off, only wearing boxer shorts. He didn’t mind Lily seeing him half-naked, but Lily blushed, trying to concentrate on the dried up blood covering his chest.

          The gashes on his shoulder and side had scabbed up now and new purple-grey bruises has formed around his robs. She sighed and leaned against him.

“We are going to Madam Pomfrey.” She murmured.

James shook his head, about to object but Lily grabbed his hand and tried to drag him out of bed, but he was just too heavy and remained there stubbornly.

“Just get up!” Lily groaned. James unwillingly got up and stretched carefully. His ribs were aching. Lily chucked him a shirt and jeans to put on. “Put that on. We’re seeing Madam Pomfrey and then we are going to talk.”

James groaned, earning himself a glare from Lily.

“I’m going to get dressed.” With that, she stomped out and into her room.

She was frustrated. How could he expect her not to be curious? Transforming into an Animagus at his age was a pretty big deal.

          She was so distracted getting dressed that she put her top on the wrong way. She tugged it off and pushed her arm through the right hole this time. She walked into the common room and motioned for James to follow her. He grudgingly got up and followed her.

It was just after lunch so the school was pretty busy, everyone walking off to their next class. James and Lily pushed through a group of third-years and had to break up a fight between two fifth-years. James tried to take Lily’s hand but she pulled it away and walked faster. He was a tad disappointed but he expected her to be pissed off.

     To him, it wasn’t a big deal. It wasn’t going to make a difference whether she knew or not.

          Lily, on the other hand, thought the opposite. Relationships were supposed to be about trust and honesty, right? He couldn’t even trust her with something like that? As if she’d ever tell anyone. She knew the consequences, probably even better than James does himself.

As soon as Madam Pomfrey saw James enter, she sighed. “What happened now, Mr Potter?”

“It’s wonderful to see you, Poppy.” James flashed her one his infamous smiles. Lily elbowed him. “Well, Sirius and I were mucking around –,”