Turbulence

Chapter Eighteen - Masquerade Ball

Hello my lovelies. Here is another chapter. Thank you so much for all the comments and support!

In other news, hurt my back at basketball yesterday... i feel like my grandma >.<

Enjoy! xxx

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Lily straightened up and rubbed her lower back. She bent back down and started pushing the table again. She had been in the Great Hall for the last three hours, giving it a complete make-over. At first it had been fine. She had been enjoying hanging things and conjuring up new ideas she thought would look great.

            All until she cracked it at James for annoying her while she was concentrating. At that point, Lily had started getting rather stressed out. James decided it would be fun to take Lily’s wand, it an attempt to loosen her up but it only made her angrier.

            She ran after James, trying to get her wand back but she had a big disadvantage, all of which included him being taller, faster and fitter. She eventually gave up, screamed at him and continued preparing the muggle way. That’s what had left her to the deep aching pain in her lower back. Not to mention the knot that was forming in her neck.

A pair of warm firm hands landed on her shoulders, massaging her muscles. She knew it was James. He went up her neck and then back down, along her shoulders and down her arms, his strong hands finally making their way down her back. He spread his fingers over her hips and massaged the hollow of her back with his thumbs. Lily moaned and let out a long breath. James was quite enjoying himself too.

            Lily turned to him slowly, linking her arms around his neck. He put his arms around her too. She saw and chance and took it, plunging her hand into his back pocket and stealing her wand back.

“Ha!” Lily cried in triumph.

“What –?” James began but Lily quickly whipped her wand and sent a Full body Bind spell at him. His arms snapped to his sides and James slid to the ground.

Lily loomed over him. “How many times do I have to tell you not to underestimate me?” She smirked, turned around to face the Hall and put her hands on her hips.

There wasn’t much to do. All the tables had been moved to the side and were decorated with hold and black plates, goblets and unique ornaments to liven up the Hall. The walls were draped in gold hangings and everything seemed to glitter. Lily stuck her wands in her pocket and dusted off her clothes. She was very proud of her handiwork.

She turned back to James. “Do you think you can behave now? Because I don’t mind binding you again, you’re much cuter when you’re silent.” Lily knew James couldn’t move or talk but she liked taunting him anyway. She lifted the spell and stuck her hands out for him to take.

            He took it, but instead of pulling himself up, he pulled her down with him. She squealed as she landed on his chest.

“I’m sorry,” James said, flipping her over and covering her body with his. “But no one binds me.”

Lily giggled, realising how close James was, pinning her arms above her head. Lucky o none was in the Hall with them; she didn’t fancy getting caught like this. They were in the middle of a raised platform Lily had created as the dance floor. Her heart race picked up and she had a hard time catching her breath while looking up into James’ eyes. She could smell it again; peppermint. How did he make himself smell so good? Lily would’ve scrambled up, embarrassed, but James had other ideas.

He bent down further, releasing on of Lily’s arms and using is spare hand to pull her closer. His lips met hers half-way, warm and soft. She placed her hand on the back of his neck and arched her back. He kisses always began soft and delicate, then slowly became desperate, hungry. Lily didn’t mind. Every aspect of James seemed appealing at the moment. She couldn’t get enough.