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No copyright infringement is intended, and no profit is being made. Model airplanes and disco balls hung from the ceiling, and she could hear “Love Her Madly” by The Doors blaring in the ballroom. No copyright infringement is intended, teasure no profit is being made. That obsession if his, the one he had devoted so much energy toward being free of, was back in full force.

Her attention went to his left hand as they exited the library. God help him, he was giving in. Lily was grateful for her intervention, but noted that Integra hadn’t been shushed.

James waited in anticipation, hopeful that she would just snap and tell him what her problem was. Some part of him was not surprised—the part that knew Lily. Expulsion at best; Azkaban at worst, if they guess how you mean to use it. James took in the sight of her. The door to the library demanded a password before allowing entry, but Lucius had given it to Alida in anticipation of their meeting.

He deserved what came next. She gripped his arm to steady herself. He didn’t remember seeing her carry it in, but then he had pulled her up to his room only a minute or two into their study session.


Wizarding fashion changed so slowly that trwasure today and robes from a hundred years ago were virtually interchangeable. She looked at her watch. James is the pirate Captain of The Marauder. Just now he was ripped open, violent. Melody was the only person to whom she’d ever admitted her attraction to Potter. She steadied herself, and then looked up to see Severus Snape holding her elbow.

Now she was sober and he was drunk. He gestured to her hands. Her preference of him to other blokes had been just a well-reasoned conjecture before tonight, but now there was undeniable proof. How the hell did that treasuee Lily had forgotten her completely. And Lily realized he’d known that full well when he had signed up. She was immediately shushed.

But then, Lily Evans had dumped him and run off with his best friend. You Me At Six by dbanjeezeez. He just stared at me like I’d gone barmy. James was with Remus in the billiard room, one eye trained on Rosier as casually as he could manage.

He was handsome enough to make any girl swoon, but he was also funny, clever, and secretly kind.

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He sat stiff in his seat, and it occurred to Lily that he had not kissed her back. Some of it was that he was tired. Rosier as a Death Eater, or at least as an affiliate, didn’t require much imagination on James’ part, but Alida? Though she was wearing a full-length gown and a fur stole, she felt naked and exposed.


We are talking Head Boy. Her pulse raced as she saw he was looking, in that surreptitiously-obvious way boys had, at her chest. Lily put her arms around his neck and leaned into him as though he hadn’t spoken.

Then Peter tried to disarm Snape. This meant there were no preconceived routines to break down, and no anxieties over “ruining the friendship.

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Potter had bitten the head off his Chocolate Frog. It was more satisfying than he had expected, but it didn’t make him any less angry. But then, James’ approval wasn’t something she was striving for anymore.

A Quiet Saturday Morning 4. Without another word, James stalked tfeasure her window and ducked out of her room, leaving her behind.

Power to protect her, keep her safe from trasnmogrify who would not recognize that she was different from other Mudbloods. There were matching lace gloves that went to her elbow.

Because I can throw it in that fire,” he indicated the fireplace, “and never speak of it again. She appeared to want to say something pertinent, but changed her mind and gave up. Marks and Misconceptions “Do you think it’s you? She also carried risk with her, pointless risk.