You're gonna question whether you really know me at all
You will revisit every smile, and where it fit into the day
I know this is how it will play
And I try, oh I try to think of all the things
That I could do to let you know that I love you
Even so
I was not looking to do you wrong
Was not looking for a change of scenery
Don't remember where, or when, or how I did
But I'm hoping that you'll forgive me
And I try, oh I try to think of all the things
That I could do to let you know that I love you
Oh I try, I try so very hard
And I cry, I cry so very much
For I love you like you'll never let yourself feel again
I love you like a sister and a friend
I love you with my whole heart until it bends
I love you like a lover until the very end
But I'll always think of all the things
You did to let me know that you love me
But you're leaving
Even so
Aidan heard that the dumb bitch had gone and hit herself on the head with a branch. Now, she had a concussion and everyone was so bloody concerned. Well, not everyone was. Sirius had barely even looked up from his book news and Peter didn't look up at all. Aidan always watched Peter carefully. He was in the wrong house and was definitely underestimated by most of Hogwarts. He should have been in Slytherin and everyone in the house of Slytherin knew that, but the damned Gryffindors and their damned loyalty would never allow for them to shun one of their own. It was their Gryffindor stupidity that made them not realize what a snake Peter really was.
Aside from all that what really got Aidan fired up was that James had leapt up from his spot near the fireplace and sprinted outside when the damned stable boy burst through the doors to exclaim that one of the ladies was hurt. No doubt he was worried that Lily was injured and he wouldn't get to fuck her so he could leave his lasting legacy in that stupid black book. Yes, Aidan had read the book several times and discovered what the Marauders were up to. She and Brittany decided that the best thing to do with the book was to wait and see when it would be most beneficial to them to reveal that they had it. Aidan was most interested to discover that the book actually had descriptions of the girls that they slept with. She was particularly interested to discover what James had said about her. She had flipped eagerly through the book trying to find her name, excited to read about the compliments James had bestowed upon her. What she had found was far from what she had expected.
Number 163 Fucked- Aidan Swavely House- SlytherinFucker- James Potter
Age- Fifth year and again in Seventh Year
Where- James' bed, Russian Orthodox church, Once in the astronomy tower.
General Overview- When James had Aidan in their fifth year she proved to be less than satisfactory. She had an annoying tendency to moan a little too loud and the whole thing seemed overdone. Seventh year was a noticeable improvement. Aidan had obviously had numerous partners since fifth year. Still not the best, but James claims there is something about her.
Overall Rating-
Fifth Year- 5 out of 10
Seventh Year- 8 out of 10
Aidan fumed at this only above average rating. Swavely's were perfect, bloody excellent. She looked a few pages ahead to find her friend's rating.
Number 167Fucked- Brittany Prescott
House- Slytherin
Fucker- Remus Lupin
Age- Fifth Year
Where- Broom closet and Brittany's bed.
General Overview- Remus claims she was quite good but rather frigid. She displayed no emotion and seemed to go through the act like it was a routine. What can you expect from a Slytherin though?
Overall Rating-
7 out of 10
Well, that was a little bit of consolation. She got a higher rating than Brittany did, but did she really do everything over the top? If she did, it was only because she was trying to convince James that he had gotten her off. She must have been fairly good though because James did claim that there was something about her. Aidan read farther in the book looking to see if Lily or Morgan were in it. She wasn't surprised when there was no mention of either of them.
"God, I hate virgins." She tossed the book aside and stalked out of the room.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Meanwhile, in the guest bedroom Remus sat worriedly by Morgan. He caressed her hand and watched her pale face with concern. James and Lily had entered the room some time after him, both of them avoiding the gaze of each other. Lily made a great point to be interested in the welfare of her close friend. She took a seat next to Remus, while James sprawled across an armchair, looking very uninterested in the whole affair.
"How is she?"
Remus' face was drawn and he turned sad eyes towards Lily, "She's fine. Doctor says she'll be fine and she'll be up within an hour. The potion just knocks her out for awhile." He turned his gaze back towards Morgan, "It's my fault."
Lily placed a hand over Remus', "You had no way of knowing that the horse would throw her."
"She wouldn't have been in such a foul mood if I had just defended her against James."
James looked up at this statement and scowled at Remus. Lily sent James a glare before speaking, "It's sometimes hard to tell someone you care when you've never really been close to someone before and perhaps even using girls for your physical needs. The right things are hard to do when you've always hung around people who do the wrong thing."
Remus' eyes flickered towards James. Why was she saying this? Did Lily know about the book? He could tell that James was wondering the same thing but Remus quickly adopted an innocent attitude.
"Yes of course you're right. It is difficult to know what's right from wrong when two of your best friends are black- hearted bastards."
"I resent that," James drawled but inside of his cool façade, he was panicking. After all, Lily hadn't put out yet and what she had just said made it seem like she knew about their plan. Maybe she had found the book and was just playing a sick and twisted game. His eyes widened. Where was the book? Abruptly, he stood and bolted out of the room, leaving a very bewildered pair. Two seconds later, he popped his head into the room.
"Tell Morgan I said I hope she feels better." He slammed the door shut and then after only one second reopened it, "Had a lovely time this afternoon, Lil. Must continue it later tonight."
She blushed at the endearment and this time he left for good. Remus gave her a knowing look.
"What?" Lily asked, ignoring his
He gave her a sideways glance, "Nothing. Nothing at all, Lil."
"Shut it." She said but smiled after Remus looked away.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
James burst wildly into the study where he found Sirius and Peter wrapped up in a game of chess.
"Where the hell have you two been?"
Peter's eyes never left the chessboard, "We have been in this room for the past two hours and I have been thoroughly kicking Sirius' arse at chess."
Sirius scoffed but didn't argue because it was true that Peter was thoroughly kicking his arse. More like, mopping the floor with it. Instead he changed the subject,
"How's Morgan?"
"She's fine. Nevermind that, where's the book?" James asked.
Sirius' head snapped up. James knew he had their attention even if Peter wasn't looking at him.
"You mean you don't have it?" Peter said, still studying the chessboard.
James skulked across the room and leaned against his father's desk, "No. Do you think I'd be asking if I had it? None of you took it out of my room?"
They mutely shook their heads.
James tore at his hair, "Fuck, where is it? I know that I had it last but I don't remember taking it out of the room."
Sirius stood and in two strides crossed over to James. He wrapped his hands around James' collar, "That's our bloody reputation on the line. If it is found, no one will ever shag me again."
"Checkmate," Peter called out, "And I think girls will continue to shag you even if they found the book."
Sirius loosened his grip on James and turned to Peter, "Yes but they'll all be bloody suspicious that I'm using them and I'll have to pretend really like them. I don't want that. I want random, unattached, meaningless sex. I bloody hate female emotions," A look of horror crossed his handsome face, "Oh God, they'll expect poetry and chocolates."
Sirius plunked down into a leather armchair and muttered something about that sounded like, "I'll never recite poetry."
"It's not all that bad," James said awkwardly. After the statement his face turned crimson red and he suddenly became very interested in a snow globe of London.
Sirius sat up, "What did you just say? I think I might have heard you wrong."
"I said it's not all that bad."
Once again, Sirius made his way to his friend and turned James so he could look him in the eyes, "Are we loosing you too?"
"Too? Who else have we lost?" James asked.
Sirius threw up his arms, "Um, we lost Remus."
"No we didn't."
"Are you stupid James?" Peter asked, "We lost Remus to Morgan ages ago."
James stared dumbly.
"He spends all his time with her, he usually defends her and guess where our Remus right now?"
A look of understanding dawned on James, "Waiting for her to wake up," he said slowly, "Why didn't we see this coming?" He sat down hard behind Vladimir's desk.
"It was bound to happen to Remus. He doesn't know though that we are aware of his feelings," Peter said simply and then for the first time looked up from the game, "You on the other hand, I wasn't expecting to lose for quite some time, but I guess Lily must have something about her."
"It's cause she's a redhead, isn't it?" Sirius said accusingly, looking sulkily at James from the window.
"You two are insane," James said, "Lily is nothing."
"It's a bit obvious from the way you ran out of the room this morning that you feel something for the girl," Peter pointed out.
James watched in despair as they shrugged their shoulders. Lily was only someone he was trying to shag but then there was the moment earlier today when he had held her and when he had been terrified for her safety. That wasn't a feeling he had felt for previous girls. Everything about the moment earlier in the day felt right. Her slender frame pressed against him, the way she fit perfectly into his arms. She had trusted him, which is more than anyone else besides the Marauders had ever done. They were admired and desired but nobody could ever fully trust one of them. He shook his head vigorously trying to rid himself of these thoughts.
"Bugger off. What are we going to do about the book?" James broke the silence.
"Find it," Peter instructed, "Or else we're fucked."
"I've got enough to do with Aidan and Lily. Don't even get me started on Aidan though. She's like a bitch in heat. I can't get rid of her."
Sirius looked up, "I'll take over. As a matter of fact, I'll go find her right now."
James smiled gratefully, "Thank God. That'd be excellent."
The exchange seemed to be void of emotion. Neither of them cared that much for Aidan. They were only boys and didn't realize playing with a Slytherin's heart was probably not such a brilliant idea, especially when that Slytherin was Aidan Swavely.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
The aforementioned Aidan was leisurely brushing her hair while admiring her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a revealing lilac negligee and couldn't help but marvel at her good luck. Aidan still had an excellent card to play. She could show that simpering redheaded wench James' black book and completely ruin his chances with her. The only question is when. James was not showing her attention and she was considering letting him know that he had carelessly left his precious book lying in a conspicuous place. She had just reached a hundred brush strokes when a knock interrupted her concentration. Aidan turned to see Sirius leaning nonchalantly against the doorframe. She turned, uninterested and started her hundred brush strokes all over. He cleared his throat. Aidan rolled her eyes.
"Yes?"
Sirius smiled. He knew Aidan would be tough to break. She was too busy mooning after James that she had never even given Sirius a second glance. Pretty soon he would get more than a glance. Sirius knew sluts like Aidan never lasted long. He moved gracefully across her room, his feet sinking into her plush carpeting. Aidan actually jumped when he appeared behind her in the mirror.
"Just wanted to see how my favorite little Slytherin was." He said and smiled cockily at her in the mirror.
Aidan stared at him, "Do you have a message from James?"
Sirius shook his head.
"Then get out."
"So cold," Sirius said and dropped his face next to hers, "Did you know people call you the Slytherin Ice Queen?"
"If I recall correctly it was the Slytherin Ice Bitch." Aidan said dryly, "Is there a point to this conversation?"
Sirius laughed very loud and in doing so, completely unnerved Aidan.
"Will you stop?" she asked, annoyed at his sudden outburst.
He smirked, Yes, it's just you take yourself so seriously sometimes. Do you ever do anything that doesn't have a purpose?"
Aidan stood and started to push Sirius towards the door, "No. Now get out."
She tried to slam the door but Sirius wedged his foot in at the last second. He leaned close to her, his black eyes boring into her own mistrustful ones.
"Why don't you loosen up, Aidan? Not everything needs to be calculated. Some things can be done for pleasure." At the word pleasure, he lifted a finger to her chin and lightly felt her smooth skin.
"Pleasure is something I cannot afford to enjoy," Aidan said and shoved him away so she could soundly shut the door in his face. Instead of being offended or angry she was appalled to find that her statement had sent Sirius laughing loudly all the way down her hallway.
"What has gotten into Sirius Black," she wondered suspiciously.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
To his credit, Remus had not left his vigil by Morgan's bed but unfortunately he fell asleep. Remus' lanky frame was curled into an armchair, with his head resting against his fist. His mouth was slightly open with drool dribbling down his chin. This is how Morgan found him when she regained consciousness. She smiled softly to herself. Remus could be such a darling. Morgan was not a fool; she knew Remus was struggling with his feelings towards her. His whole experience with girls was one of hit and run. A relationship was new to him and Morgan was determined for him to see the good. He moaned softly in his sleep and his eyelids fluttered open. When he saw that Morgan was awake, Remus sat up quickly and a smile broke out across his face. Eagerly, he clutched her hand.
"How long have you been awake?" he asked.
"Just a minute before you," Morgan answered, "How long have I been out?"
"About half a day. The doctor said your leg was broken and you had a severe concussion."
"Bloody hell. Really fucked up that one, didn't I?"
Remus grinned, relieved that Morgan was showing her old spirit, "I was worried."
"That's sweet of you, darling." She smiled shyly and although she was pale Remus thought she looked radiant.
He leaned close to her and tilted her head so that her forehead could rest against his, "You know, sometimes I think I love you."
Morgan's eyes sparkled, "Sometimes, I think I love you too."
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
"He said that?" Lily asked, surprised at Remus' show of emotion.
Morgan, who was over inspecting a rack of scarves merely nodded. A few days after Morgan's accident the two girls had decided they needed to find decent presents for James and Remus. James had suggested a small wizard village, located near his manor.
Lily wandered over to a display of brightly colored sweaters. She picked up a turquoise one and than set it down quickly. She had no idea what to buy for James. The last days had been a bit awkward between them. After James' moving display outside in his backyard, he seemed almost shy around her. He blushed whenever they locked eyes and was soft-spoken and polite around her. Occasionally he would hold her hand and always walked her to her room when she went to bed. Instead of their previous, passionate kisses, James always gave her chaste ones on the cheek and this disappointed Lily. She rather liked kissing him, but James seemed to be distracted and nervous around her.
"Something tells me James wouldn't want clothing for Christmas," Lily said, frustrated with her search for the perfect gift.
"Yes, I think you're right. Let's go to that Quidditch shop down the road. Maybe we can find something there."
Lily shrugged and the two left the shop. They would be opening presents that night right after the annual Potter Christmas party. There was nothing like procrastination.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Guests began to arrive at eight o' clock that night and Lily nervously studied her reflection in the mirror. Instead of buying a new dress that Lily couldn't afford, Morgan offered to let her borrow one that was made of a light green silk. Normally, Lily shied away from green because she thought it was too cliché for a redhead, but the dress had been so perfect for her complexion and figure that she couldn't say no. With only a few alterations to the dress, Lily was ultimately satisfied with the design. She twirled around a few times, delighting in the feel of the silk against her skin. She looked lovely and for once Lily was confident in her appearance. After one last glance in the mirror, she danced out of the room. With an imaginary partner, she waltzed down the hall into Morgan's room. Morgan was seated at her boudoir and powdering her nose.
She smiled at Lily, "Why are you in such a good mood?"
Lily winked and continued to waltz with her phantom friend, "No reason. Just excited for tonight. I cannot wait for the party."
"Well, you'll have to wait a little longer because I'm not ready yet," Morgan said while performing a simple spell so her hair twisted elegantly into a french twist. She stood and walked across the room, fastening a circlet of pearls around her neck. Lily sighed and sat huffily on the bed.
"What's wrong?"
"No matter how I dress or how confident I feel, your classiness always makes me feel second best," Lily said.
Morgan laughed, "Cheer up, Lily. Good-looking brunettes and blondes are a dime a dozen but good-looking redheads rarely appear outside of dreams and that's one advantage you'll always have over me."
Lily rolled her eyes, "Yes, I'm a good-looking redhead because of a spell."
"You were always beautiful, Lily. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Besides, I don't have ugly friends, just like I don't have ugly boyfriends," Morgan said, as she twisted two delicate pearl earrings into her ears. She glanced in the mirror and nervously smoothed out her dress.
"My, you're shallow," Lily remarked and went to stand next to Morgan in front of the mirror.
"I know. Only joking darling," she said and turned to face Lily, "I'll be honest with you. I'm really nervous. I think tonight is the night Remus and I are going to have sex. He talked to me about it and we agreed tonight would be a good night. No one will be around and it just seems like it's time," she stopped abruptly, "Oh God, I'm blathering on." Morgan sat down on the bed and dropped her head to her hands, breathing heavily.
"No, it's okay," Lily's jaw dropped at her friend's sudden loss of confidence. It seemed so odd to see Morgan unnerved and indecisive, "Are you quite sure?"
Morgan shook her head, "No. I'm not sure but I feel like it may be time."
"Don't do anything you might regret. Despite preconceived notions, Remus seems like he could actually be a decent guy once he stops listening to Sirius and James," She looked into Morgan's eyes, "He cares for you and he will wait for you. You didn't see the look on his face after Artorius threw you."
Morgan stood walked across the room, distracted, "It doesn't matter. I think I love him but we'll be late to the party if we don't stop chatting. Let's go down and face the elitist bastards." She grasped Lily's hand and dragged her out of the room.
Lily followed reluctantly. She was worried that Morgan was making a mistake but as they made their way through the Potter's estate, anxiety began to push Morgan's problems out of her head. As Morgan had mentioned previously, the elite of the wizard community would be at the Potter's annual celebration and from the laughter and music that were floating up from the ballroom it sounded like the party was in full swing. Morgan clasped Lily's hand and the two entered through the large, wooden double doors. The sight was magnificent to behold even for Morgan who was used to attending extravagant galas like this. There were five Christmas tree's, four in each corner and one large one in the center of the dance floor. Happy, smiling couples appeared to be floating around the tree, dancing to the strains of a small orchestra. Balconies opened up into the frigid, night air where a few brave couples ventured out to share a more private moment. The entire list of the party was made up of top ministry officials, professional Quidditch players, and other disgustingly rich wizards and witches. Lily never saw so much wealth in one room. Each of these people had to be worth a fortune. Her admiration of the room was disrupted by a swift kick from Morgan.
"Jesus Christ, Cordelia invited my parents. Let's get the fuck out of here," She yanked Lily and they disappeared into the crowd.
"You love your parents though." Lily protested, "And I love your parents. Let's go back and say hello."
"No. I'll wait till later until they're not near James' mum. I can't deal with Cordelia. She's such a bitch." She stopped short and changed direction, "The boys are by the bar."
Lily searched through the party, "Ah, did you see them?"
"No, but I have a hunch." Morgan smiled with satisfaction when she saw all of them clustered around the bar her smile turned into a frown when she realized Aidan was the center of attention, "Speaking of bitches," she muttered.
Remus saw them approaching first and walked over to greet Morgan with a kiss and glass of champagne, "Hello girls," He gave Morgan an appreciative glance, "You look absolutely lovely."
She practically purred from his praise, "What? I hardly could look lovely in this old thing but thank you, darling."
Lily smirked. She knew what Morgan had breezily called "this old thing" really was quite new and cost a small fortune.
"You too, Lily," James said, as he leaned against the bar, "I love the green on you."
"You don't look so bad yourself," Lily said graciously. It was true. James was wearing black slacks with a white jacket and a red rose pinned to his lapel. Lily noticed that all four of the Marauders were wearing white jackets and black slacks. She raised her eyebrows at this fashion statement and wondered if these four boys could ever be separated from each other in any aspect of their lives, even fashion.
Aidan, who was not at all pleased with the attention Lily was receiving from James, decided that it was time for her to direct his gaze back to her. She seductively snaked her arm around James' shoulders, "I was wondering if I could have this dance."
James paused and looked meaningfully at Sirius. Sirius got the hint and he slipped in between James and Aidan.
"Aidan," he said reproachfully, "You promised me the first dance with you."
"I did no such thing," Aidan protested indignantly but it was no use. Sirius was already pulling her onto the dance floor and he forcefully guided her around the room. Everyone watched them with amused expressions.
"They really could be a perfect match," Peter said, "I'll be back. I'm going to go spike your mum's cider, James. Any party is a good party when Cordelia Potter is smashed."
"Yes, that's true. It's lovely having a drunk for a mum," James said to himself. He couldn't control the look of anguish that betrayed his emotions, but quickly a mask of charm and mirth replaced his true feelings. Lily was the only one to notice this flaw in James' normally impenetrable armor. He turned to her and offered his arm.
"Shall we?" he gestured.
She placed a tiny, gloved hand on his arm, "I think we shall." She gave Morgan a quick grin before following James.
Morgan smiled reassuringly at her friend and Remus anxiously placed a hand on her back, to direct her attention back to him.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his tawny eyes gazing into her hazel eyes.
"Yes," she lied.
"Okay," he whispered, "We can go to my room." And then they left.
After arriving at Remus' room, he locked the door and walked over to her. She shivered when he ran his hands over her bare arms. He trailed kisses up her arms, while Morgan remained silent.
"You're beautiful, do you know that?" he asked, his voice a caress.
She merely nodded, a hint of her normally brilliant smile on her lips. Remus lifted her up and placed her gently on the bed. He slipped one strap of her dress off and kissed her collarbone. Morgan closed her eyes, wanting to savor the touch of his lips but still resisting. He slid his hand up one of her legs and underneath her dress. Morgan couldn't help herself, she let out a small moan.
"Please," Remus said, "Please. Don't shut me out. I love you. I will never hurt you." He placed his hand over his chest and his tone turned mocking, "You have my word as an English gentlemen."
Morgan giggled and released her inhibitions. Remus held her face in his hands and lay his body down over hers. Reverently, his hands traced the shape of her body. He removed her dress, leaving her only in a simple black bra and underwear. His mouth moved from her navel to her lips.
"You are mine," he whispered, "I will always love you."
Morgan shut her eyes and gave herself to him.
OOOOOOOOOOOO
James moved with the grace of someone who had been taught to dance soon after learning how to walk. He seemed to be in another place but still managed to guide Lily with the elegant precision that made it look to anyone else that he was absorbed entirely with Lily.
"James?" Lily said and lightly tapped her hand against his cheek, "Come back. You're far away."
He looked at her, dazed, "Sorry. Just thinking about how outdated these parties are."
She laughed, her dazzling smile giving James butterflies, "You're quite right but it is fun to dress up in clothes like these and pretend that we're charming and eloquent people whose only desire is to perform sinful things at night."
As she said these words, her hand began to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. She smiled up at him, her green eyes glinting. James stopped their waltz in the middle of the dance floor, oblivious to the other couples continuing the dance around them.
"You never know what kind of sinful things people want to do at night," Lily whispered into his ear and then, throwing caution to the wind, began to kiss his neck.
James couldn't control himself. He wanted Lily and it was time that he admitted it. Her sexual innuendos were beginning to become too much. He drew her roughly off the dance floor and onto an abandoned balcony. Lily followed willingly. When they were out of sight from the rest of the party James pushed her against the wall of the house and lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around him. Lily gasped from James' surprising roughness. At the sound, James slowed his pace. They locked eyes and he gently leaned in to kiss her lips.
"You are bloody amazing," he whispered and was surprised to find that he actually meant what he said. He knew that he wasn't feeding Lily just another line.
"Enough talk. I'm tired of talking," Lily said huskily.
She wrapped her fingers in his raven hair and crushed his lips, forcefully against hers. Lily slipped her tongue into his mouth but then broke off the kiss only to kiss her way down his neck. She removed his jacket and they carelessly let it fall to the ground. Lily once again moved her lips to his. James sighed into her mouth. He tightened his arms around her body, holding her close to him. He moved his fingers along the inner side of her thighs, closer to The feel of her legs wrapped around his waist was heaven. No, the feel of her was heaven. He was finally getting what he wanted. He would finally accomplish his part of the task once he fucked her, but something was holding back. Once he did fuck her, everything between them would be over. His friends would expect him to dump her and he was not yet ready to do this. He was starting to love the little things about Lily; her innocence, her wide, green eyes, the way she always had a smile for James, and the way she seemed to only want him for his personality not because of his reputation. James was not sure if he had the courage to defend her against his parents or his friends. He would wait to discover his own strength.
"No," he pulled away, breathing heavily, "We can't."
Lily sighed with disappointment. She had figured James would grow a conscience and stop. He really had changed over the last few weeks. She tried one last time and pulled him into a kiss that took his breath away. Shaking, James ended the kiss. He set her onto the ground but still held her in a close hug. Lily felt him trembling. He took a moment to collect himself and then released her. She watched him with amusement. James shook his head as if to clear his head. He smoothed down his hair and didn't even notice that it still remained as messy as ever.
"Well, let's go back to the party then," she said.
"Right," James said, wondering what happened to his infamous libido and trying to pinpoint what exactly it was about Lily that made him lose his nerve.
OOOOOOOOOOO
Despite Sirius' best efforts, Aidan had seen James and Lily go, both of them overcome by lust for each other. Unwillingly, the tears came. Furious at herself for this momentary lapse of resolve, she blinked them away before even Sirius could notice her weakness. It wasn't fair that James and her had been getting along so well and now he was utterly wrapped up in Lily. Aidan had no idea where she had gone wrong and instead of just fucking her, James seemed to be actually developing feelings for that redheaded wench. Now, fucking Sirius Black would not leave her alone. He really was annoying, only talking about himself. As Sirius chatted on about his own private villa in Portugal, Aidan suddenly realized why he was showing her so much attention. James must have asked Sirius to distract Aidan while he tried to add Lily to his growing collection of fucks. Well, she would not allow that. Her patience and desire for James was waning. As a matter of fact, Aidan was starting to realize that maybe he wasn't such a great catch after all, but she would make sure to destroy what he deeply cared for before she walked out of his life. As soon as Morgan or Lily put out, Aidan decided that she was going to be giving them a little Christmas present.
OOOOOOOOOOOO
After the guests had cleared out everyone was eager to open their presents, especially Sirius. He was currently running through the house pounding on doors, "It's time to open presents! Let's go, you lazy buggers."
When she heard him go running by her room, Lily smirked at his childish antics. Sirius never ceased to be amusing. The rest of the party had been a blur for her. James never left her side and introduced her to many important wizards that Lily had only read about in the newspapers. She didn't see Morgan or Remus and that slightly bothered her. She hoped that Morgan made the right choice. With one quick last look in the mirror, she left. Lily was satisfied with her appearance. She was wearing an old pair of pajama's, unable to stand the confining qualities of her dress. James' scent still lingered on her skin and Lily resisted the urge to go back to her room and revel in the essence of James. She hurried down the hallway, clutching his present. She didn't have much money but thought he would appreciate what she chose.
Meanwhile, in her own room, Aidan was preparing to go downstairs. She was absolutely delighted with the way things had gone. On an impulse she had flipped through the book after changing and discovered that this journal held magical powers. Apparently, when one of the Marauders scored a new victim, she was magically added to the book and it looked like there was a brand new member. She smiled evilly, revenge distorting her beautiful features. Morgan would receive a lovely surprise tonight.
Lily came to the living room to discover that everyone except for Cordelia and Vladimir were clustered around the Potter's magnificent Christmas tree. Despite all her faults, Cordelia was a brilliant decorator and the living room looked gorgeous. There were greens and holly everywhere, with candles hanging magically in the air. Presents were abundant underneath the tree all wrapped in gold and red paper. Sirius was ripping through his Christmas presents and let out a whoop at the sight of James' present for him, but his face was contorted in confusion when he opened the box.
"This is absolutely smashing, James," he said, holding up a small set of silver keys, "But what is it?"
James took the keys, "It's for something outside in the drive."
Sirius flew out of the room and wrenched open the door. His cries of joy filled the room and a roar disturbed the quiet night. Seconds later, Sirius skidded into the room on a black motorcycle. Aidan shrieked.
"What is that thing?" she asked.
Sirius grinned happily, "It's a muggle motorcycle. These things are brilliant. Thanks so much James." He leapt off the motorcycle and gave James a crushing hug. James was laughing sheepishly when he pulled away.
"Well, I knew you wanted one but dad and I added a few fancy tricks to it." He winked at Sirius, "We'll test it out later, but can you take it out of the house. I doubt mum would appreciate your recklessness."
James noticed Lily standing unobtrusively in the doorway of the room, "Nice of you to join us. There are some presents here for you. I think some of them are from Malfoy," he said darkly and gestured to a small pile of gifts wrapped in silver and green. Lily raised an eyebrow, questioningly. On closer inspection of the presents she discovered that only one was for her and the others were labeled for Aidan and for Morgan.
"Well, they're not all for me," she said and tossed the two presents over to Aidan and Morgan.
Aidan smiled at the gift. She delicately took the pretty wrapping off to discover a jewelry box. After lifting the lid, Aidan was delighted to find a lovely silver ring. It was plain, without adornment, but Aidan knew Lucius and she figured that the ring would yield some kind of magical power. She slipped the ring on and was not surprised when the ring shrank to the size of her tiny finger. There was a brief message scribbled on a piece of expensive parchment that read;
Happy Christmas. Hope those Gryff's aren't giving you a hard time. Like you probably already guessed this ring does hold magical powers, unfortunately the powers are relatively limited. When you wish it, the ring will take you to Malfoy Manor but only to Malfoy Manor. It was my great grandmother's and now the ring will only work for you. Other than that tiny bit of power, the ring is only an expensive piece of jewelry and I emphasize the expensive part. I thought it would do nicely as a safety net if you get sick of perfect Potter and his groupies. Don't let them corrupt you with their goodness.
Cheers,
Lucius
Aidan smiled. Lucius could always cheer her up. They weren't close but they understood each other. She pocketed the note before anyone could ask her what he had written. Damn Gryffindor curiosity.
"What'd the spoiled brat get you?" Sirius asked lazily from the ground where he was stretched out in front of the fireplace, like a contented cat. He propped himself on his elbow so he could see.
Aidan rolled her eyes. That comment was rich coming from Sirius Black, one of the most pampered students in Hogwarts.
"Just a ring," she answered and turned towards Lily, curious to see what Lucius had gotten her.
Lily was untying the green ribbon, just as interested as Aidan was, to discover what Slytherin's golden boy sent her. It was another jewelry box but a note was on the outside.
For my lucky charm.
Happy Christmas,
Lucius
P.S. It really does bring luck to whoever wears it.
On the inside of the box was a beautiful silver necklace. On the necklace was a tiny, light-green four-leaf clover. Lily gasped at the intricate design of the clover. It was beautifully made and must have been very expensive. Lucius must have remembered their conversation on the train about her Irish heritage. It was one of the most thoughtful gifts she had ever received. Lily fastened the clasp around her neck and could not believe that the intimidating Lucius Malfoy could be so thoughtful.
"Oh, that's lovely," Morgan cooed from across the room. She got up from Remus' lap and hurried over to examine Lily's necklace, "It matches the color of your eyes."
"I know. He must have charmed it because the note says the charm brings luck to whoever wears it. What'd he get you?" Lily asked.
Morgan showed her an exquisite silver bracelet that was interlaced with a velvet green ribbon, "I think he's trying to push his house colors on us. Let me read the note."
Lily handed it over and after a few seconds Morgan giggled, "How sweet. He called you his lucky charm. Lucius is really a darling underneath that cold front he puts on."
"What?" James asked, who was very, very jealous of all the points Lucius was scoring with Lily. His present was a huge hit with the girls and he was suddenly nervous of giving Lily his own gift.
"Nothing," Morgan said and returned to sit with Remus. When she was seated, Lily sent her a questioning look and mouthed the words, "Are you okay?" Morgan shook her head, as if to say she would discuss it later. Instantly, she focused her attention back to Remus and began to exclaim how much she loved the present he picked out. Remus had given her a white cashmere sweater that Morgan loved. After almost all the presents were opened except for the few that were for James from his parents, the Potter heir awkwardly cleared his throat. He stood and went out of the room to return a few minutes later with a clumsily wrapped package.
"Thought it would be nice if I wrapped it myself instead of by magic," he said and ruffled his hair, which Lily was starting to realize he only did when he was really nervous. He roughly shoved the package into her hands and backed away. No one knew what James had gotten Lily, not even Sirius, and there was an excitement in the air. Lily smiled at the wrapping paper. Unlike, Lucius' beautifully wrapped packages; James' was decorated in cheesy paper with the muggle cartoon character, Scooby-Doo. She looked at him with a smile on her lips.
He shrugged as if in apology, "It was the only kind I could find that wasn't red or gold. I think it was left over from my crazy Aunt Mabel. She loved muggles."
Lily ripped the paper and than found a box with holes in it. She gently removed the top and shrieked in excitement.
"What is it?" Peter asked.
"Oh my God. I love it James," she said with shining eyes. Lily lifted a small, orange kitten that looked as if he just woke up from a nap. He blinked his green eyes and meowed a greeting. Lily hugged him to her chest and nuzzled his cheek.
"Whose my precious kitty?" she cooed. The kitten had a red, velvet band tied around his neck with a tiny, metal heart dangling from it. Lily lifted the tag and discovered there was a short inscription engraved onto the heart. It read;
A Gryffindor Lion for my Gryffindor girl.
"James, this is absolutely lovely." Lily rose and in three short steps folded her arms around James. He stood and then hesitantly embraced her in a warm hug.
"I wanted to find the perfect gift for the perfect girl," he whispered in her ear so no one else could hear. Lily leaned away from him and looked up into his dark eyes to see if he was joking, but she saw nothing but truth in his eyes. A yelp from Sirius broke apart their embrace. He had gotten up from his place near the fire in order to make friends with the tiny creature but the cat would have none of his efforts. Sirius was holding the kitten by his neck and nursing his other hand.
"The bloody thing scratched me," he said.
"Aw, it's so smart," Aidan smirked.
Sirius glared at her and looked as if he'd like to throw the cat at her but instead he set it down gently on the floor. The kitten strutted back to his chair and leapt up. He curled up on the chair and looked around the room sizing up his companions. After giving them a dismissive look he turned his back on everyone.
"What a cocky cat. He walks as if he owns the place," Peter said.
"That's a great gift James," Morgan said, "What are you going to name it?"
Lily walked over to her new pet and started to pet him, "I'm not sure. Maybe, something having to do with a lion. He seems to have the personality and coloring of one."
"How about Leo?" Remus offered.
"Ugh, that's so boring," Morgan said, "Forget the lion part. Name him Cat."
Everyone stared.
"No I think not, Morgan," Lily rolled her eyes, "I'm not naming him after the cat from one of your Audrey Hepburn movies."
Morgan huffed and leaned back, unwilling to give any more suggestions.
"I do like Leo though." Lily said to herself, "But I don't know." She started pacing around the living room, talking aloud, "Leo was representative of the sun. This kitten is bright yellow and appears to be a bit cocky."
"Name him James," Sirius suggested, "He's cocky."
"I am not bright yellow," James said, offended.
"But you are cocky," Sirius persisted.
James looked as if he would protest but thought better of it.
"I like the name James. It's kingly," Lily continued with her quest for a name, "But that might be a little confusing," she knelt in front of her new kitten, "He seems like a kingly cat though and he looks like a lion. Leo, the sun, the sun king. I've got it! I'll name him after Louis XIV, who was nicknamed the sun king for his extravagant lifestyle."
"You are a dork Lily," Sirius said, "Did anyone ever tell you that?"
"Yes. I believe you told me that almost everyday for the past seven years," she reminded him.
Sirius laughed, "Right. Good times that was," he shook his head and laughed again, "Ah, such a dork."
James knelt down next to the kitten and lifted him up by the scruff of his neck, "From
henceforth you shall be known as Louis."
Lily snatched Louis away, "No, he is my Louis. Mine alone."
"Geez, I didn't know you would get so selfish," James said, "Well, I guess that's it."
Lily raised her hand meekly, "Actually, I have one more. For you, James." She handed him the gift awkwardly.
James looked up at her, his black eyes lit with happiness. From her position in an overstuffed armchair, Aidan had to close her eyes because couldn't even stand the sight of their shared joy. Resolutely, she clutched her "present" for Morgan even tighter. James took a seat on the floor and removed the gold paper from his gift. It was a heavy, brown book with gold lining all around it and a small engraving on the bottom that said,
With Love,
From Lily
He opened the book to find snapshots of himself and his friends. They were truly insightful pictures and apparently taken with a muggle and wizard camera. Some of the pictures were moving while others only captured one moment. There were shots of James zooming around the Quidditch pitch, the four Marauders in intense conversation during meals, and of James and Sirius playfully wrestling on the locker room floor. James especially liked the one of himself and Sirius right after they had won the Quidditch match against Slytherin. Vaguely, he remembered Lily asking them to pose and the picture turned out very well. The pair had their arms around each other's shoulders and both of them were laughing while an autumn wind ruffled their hair.
He looked at her with amazement in his eyes, "Where did you get these?"
She shrugged, sheepishly, "I've been taking a few here and there when you weren't paying attention. Kept them for myself but I thought you would appreciate them."
"I do," he said and continued to flip through. Not all of the pictures were happy or playful. There was one of James' parents, with him unbeknownst to them, glaring in the background. Lily had even caught one of James sleeping during class.
"This is my favorite," Lily took a seat next to him and turned to the last page. It was a picture of only James. He was staring out a window at his house and was lost in thought. He was alone and for once all the charm and glamour was gone. It was merely James Potter, a boy who had grown up too fast. James stared at the picture.
"I like it because it seems like it's really you," she said and peered at him, trying to judge his reaction.
"I had no idea you were such a brilliant photographer," he said with awe.
"I'm not," she replied breezily, "You're just an interesting subject."
"Lily, you didn't tell me you were taking these," Morgan interrupted their private conversation. They looked up to discover that everyone was standing over their shoulders, staring at the book.
"Yeah, they're really good," Peter chimed in, "Even professional quality."
"No," Lily said firmly, "Just a hobby."
"If you say so but you'd be crazy not to pursue a career in photography," Peter persisted.
She shook her head, ending the conversation. Remus and Morgan started to clean up the paper strewn about the room while the others settled contently into their respective chairs.
"Thanks Lil," James put his arm around her and pulled her close to him. Even after a moment he did not let her go. Lily settled back into his arms. Nothing could possibly go wrong.
"I've got one more gift," Aidan spoke up. She had not even looked at the album Lily gave James. It sickened her, "It's for Morgan."
"Me?" Morgan asked, surprised. She looked suspiciously at Aidan but she only smiled at Morgan in return. Aidan handed her a small bag.
"Thank you," Morgan said politely and went to sit on a couch. Remus was next to Sirius trying to coax Louis to play with him. He did not look up until he heard James gasp. He looked over to see Morgan quizzically studying a small, black book. In two strides he was over next to Morgan but it was too late. She had already opened the first page and was reading what Remus knew was the introduction.
This book shall record the adventures and misdeeds that Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and James Potter commit while conducting their quest in sleeping with over two hundred and twenty-two girls. Their deeds will surpass those of Colin Kingsley, Liam Monet, and Franco Cezanne, who with their combined talent slept with the aforementioned number. Once a girl is conquered her name will appear in the book along with a description and rating of her performance. This book will never fall into the opposite sex's hands, belonging only to the four Marauders.
Live Free, Conquer All
"I suggest the last page," Aidan said venomously, "It pertains to you."
Morgan did not even look up but flipped to the last page and read without comment. Once she finished, she stood and walked out of the room. A stunned silence followed, before a flurry of activity began. Lily jumped up from James' arms, paused only long enough to grab Louis and dashed out of the room.
"Lily!" he called after her retreating form. She did not even hesitate or look back. He turned to Aidan.
"This is your bloody fault!" James roared and marched over to where she was coolly sitting. He raised an arm as if to hit her but Sirius grabbed his fist.
"No," he said and spun James around to face him, "She's not worth it."
Aidan cackled, "That's right. I'm not worth it. You should have kept your book in a more private place so nasty Slytherins like me can't use it for our evil deeds. Too late though. I think I just single-handedly destroyed two of the Marauders chances with the girls they love." She paused and appeared to be thinking, "All in all, not a bad day. Sorry I can't stay but I really need to be going. My bags were already sent to Lucius'. Hope you don't miss me, Jamsie."
She blew him a kiss and closed her eyes before disappearing. James and Sirius visibly jumped and Peter let out a whistle.
"How the hell did she do that?" he asked.
"Who cares? What about Lily and Morgan?" James hissed, he whirled around to Remus, who had not even moved, "Why are you just sitting there?"
Remus raised his head, "She'll hate me."
"Why? Did you fuck her?" Peter asked.
"Yes, tonight."
Sirius threw up his hand for a high-five, "Good job. Didn't see that one coming."
Remus glared at him and Sirius lowered his hand, "God, they're just girls," he muttered.
"By this time she already knows that we used her for sex and I'm sure Lily will have figured out that was our goal," Remus said dully, "Despite the fact that I fell in love with her, she'll know that the only reason I started talking to her was because I wanted to break a stupid record."
"Come on, it's not all that bad," Sirius said, "You can send them chocolates and read them poetry. Girls love that bullshit."
"No, she's already gone." Remus said.
"What?" James said, "What do you mean?"
"And Lily's gone with her," Remus continued. He lowered his head, dismissing them. James turned white, flew out of the room, and ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time. He barged into Morgan's room, discovered that it was empty and hurried to Lily's. James pushed through the door and dropped to his knees at the sight. Drawers were pulled open and closet doors left ajar. She had packed in a hurry and disappeared even quicker. He stood and slowly returned to his friends.
"She's gone," he said hoarsely.
OOOOOOOOOOOO
Okay, hope it was good…phew that was long. Read and review. sorry if there are any mistakes. I was trying to write furiously so I could post and appease my readers. Maybe there will be enough lusty, love scenes in this one as well. I'm awful at love scenes.