Jily Week

Day Four

Day Four: I have a nightmare about you dying so I have to check on you to make sure you're alive, oops did I wake you up?

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"This is getting out of hand...!" Lily thought as she tossed around in her bed.

She looked at her watch. 2 am. She hadn't slept much this night.

Or the previous. Or any night of this past week. Those bloody nightmares were terrible.

She sighed. She was sick of waiting on her bed, only to get the same images back. She wouldn't be able to sleep anyway.

Trying to be as quiet as possible, she got up from her bed, dressed her night robe and her slippers and reached the door.

"Lily?" Marlene asked groggily "Where you goin'?"

"Downstairs. Go back to sleep. I'll be back soon."

Her friend did as she told and Lily left, tiptoeing until she reached the boy's Dorm. She knew she wouldn't have to be as quiet there – the Marauders were extremely heavy sleepers.

She didn't need a light to indicate the way to her boyfriend's bed. She sighed in relief as she saw he was alive and well.

To her surprise, the sound did wake James up. He rubbed his eyes, and frowned as he tried to recognise who was hovering his bed.

"Lil?" He asked, uncertain.

"Yes, it's me..." She whispered back. He sat up and grabbed his glasses on his nightstand. James smiled as he always did when he saw her, and pulled her to sit on the bed beside him.

"What're you doing here? What's time is it?"

"Uh, I'm not sure... I..." Her voice cracked and he frowned.

"Hey, love, you can tell me..." He mumbled, holding her face.

"It's just..." She exhaled heavily. "Since those Death Eaters threatened you, I've been having these... nightmares. It's stupid, I know, but I've been coming up here to check up on you. I'm sorry I awoke you. I just wanted to make sure you were alright."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled a tiny smile, pulling her to his chest.

They had ran into some Slytherins, known to be Death Eaters. They had said they'd take care of James. He had laughed and cursed them. Lily, although helping with the hexes, hadn't taken it so lightly.

"I don't want you worrying about me, you hear?" James whispered softly in her ear. "They won't come up here and do anything to me. They can't touch me while I'm at Hogwarts."

"But we're leaving in six months!" She argued. "And don't forget Christmas break!" James chuckled.

"They can't touch me at home either, love. Dad's put more protective spells in that place than you can even imagine."

"They still can poison you or something..." She tried. He chuckled and she sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm just really worried about you. Guess it'll be worse when we leave and we can't check up on you."

"Well, you know the solution, don't you?" He asked, his smirk clear on his whisper. "I'm just gonna have to move in with you."

Lily laughed. Since her parents had passed away the previous year, she had gotten herself a small flat in which she lived by herself. James always joked about moving in with her, even before they had started dating.

"It'd solve two problems, so I really don't see why not." He said, shrugging. Lily backed away from his embrace.

"Two problems?" She asked. James sighed and touched the tip of her nose.

"Don't you think I'd be worried to death with you living by yourself with this war?" He asked. She smiled in response, "Or even if there wasn't a war going on. I can't possibly allow you to be by yourself every night."

"So what's your plan?"

"Well, first you'll be spending Christmas break at my place. Mum and dad are crazy to have you there. Then, after we finish Hogwarts, I'll move in with you. Or sleep over three times a week, if you don't want to get involved with my mess."

"What about your parents?" She asked, trying not to get her hopes up. Having James living with her would be her dream coming true.

"They agree you shouldn't be on your own. It's not safe out there. Especially for you." He said softly, caressing her cheeks tenderly. "Mum's all for you coming to live on our place. Merlin knows we have got enough spare rooms, and she's already picked yours." He said rolling his eyes. "Dad knows I'd rather go live with you. He's even asked where's your flat. It's all up to you, love. You can come live with us, or I can move to your flat. Either way, you're stuck with me."

Lily eyed him, some tears on her eyes.

"I'd love to live with you, James."

He grinned that absurdly happy grin of his and Lily couldn't help but smile back, leaning forward to plant a kiss on his lips.

"We'll decide where to live later. As long as we're together, I'm fine with it." He told her, holding her face between his hands, and still posing that dazzling smile - dazzling not because of his good looks, but because it was amazing how a simple gesture could conceive this amount of happiness.

"We'll decide later. Probably in a better time than two in the morning..." she agreed. James chuckled.

"Only you can get away with waking me up at this time, woman!" He complained and she giggled. "But since we're here..." He said, slipping her robe out of her shoulder and kissing the now exposed skin, "and it is winter already..." James now shifted so there was enough space for her, raising his blanket for her.

She grinned, took off the rest of her robe off and her slippers, taking the place he offered while he put his spectacles back on the night stand. It was really easy and comforting to snuggle with James.

She felt safe - and felt better for knowing he was safe too. She smiled as he frowned trying to see her.

And, she figured as her lips found James's, she wouldn't really mind missing another hour of sleep.