Alone, now she found herself bursting with emotions - she felt elated, numb and infuriated at once. Most of all, she recollected her view on James and tries to make sense out of it. But all that came was the image of the messy haired boy who saved her skin, the arrogant boy who confessed his fault in front of the whole school for her. Suddenly, it hit her; she jerked her head front. She knew what to do now. Grinning shamelessly, she sprinted off to the steps and dashed to the portrait hole. Gasping the password, she climbed inside to find the common room crammed with people. Again, he was nowhere to be seen.
"JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER!!"
Lily shouted, and the astonished crowd parted to reveal an equally astonished James along with Sirius, Remus, and Peter near the fireplace. He rose slowly from his armchair, not taking his eyes away from her, as she approached him, panting wildly. After regaining her breath, she looked fixedly at him. His face registered clear perplexity, his eyes wide and mouth slightly open.
She beamed at him
"Go out with me?" she asked innocently.
A wave of surprised gasps swept among the others, as James's jaw dropped. He stared at her
"you serious?" was all he could give out.
A minute pause and Sirius got up from his seat.
"After running around with me for the past seven years..." said Sirius, taking James's hand and stretching it towards him "...you don't even know this?"
He thrust a handful of galleons into his hands and gave a knowing smile to the still gaping James.
"She's Lily." He said, pointing at the now grinning Lily. "And I'm Sirius."
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When It Began: jily
Fanfiction"Little did she know she wasn't the only person awake that night. Little she know the hands whose caresses she imagined as her pillows till the previous night was clutching his hair. The way he always did when he tried to stifle his silent sobs."
