Confiding Secrets with a Stag (Harry Potter Fanfic) [Discontinued/Unfinished]

Chapter 11

Hmmm... I'm on a roll! Two chapter in one week so far! This is my apology for not updating for a while!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story besides the plot. *sob*

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February 13

"So can I get a peek of your dress?" James questioned Lily for the hundredth time that day, poking her side.

They were in a compromising position with his head on her lap, eyes closed, and her hand running through his hair. She had always wanted to do that. His hair looked soft and she was beyond right. They had been like this for the past few days ever since he asked her to be his date to the ball. Even though they weren't dating, they surely acted like a couple. Little did she know, James had a plan to woo her. 

"No!" she squealed giggling. She was really ticklish, James noted. He pouted, but then again, he wanted to be surprised. Lily let out a yawn and glanced at the time. It was past curfew. 

"James," she poked him. He squirmed around. "Come on. It's time for bed and I'm dead tired." James peeked at her, and sure enough her eyes were starting to droop. He got up and picked her up bridal style. Her eyes popped open. 

"What are you doing?!" she asked squirming. He smirked.

"I'm simply trying to be a gentleman. Now please, quit moving around or else I'll drop you." She kept on squirming and he let go but quickly went to catch her and she screamed. 

"You arrogant-"

"Yes, I know. You arrogant toerag!" He mocked her and smirked as she smacked him. He strolled into her room and laid her down on the bed. She rolled over to face him. James felt himself melt inside. She was truly gorgeous. Her fiery red hair was tousled slightly from his little stunt. She had a slight blush on her cheeks. He didn't realize he was leaning in until his lips reached her forehead. 

"Good night, Lils." With that, he walked back into his room.