Hey, minions! Just another one shot... Please review so I know whether or not to write more or continue my hobby of throwing old people off cliffs.


Lily had five minutes to get to Potions, and she was locked in a closet.

Not just any closet. A BROOM closet. That's what she got for doing some spur-of-the-moment patrolling during lunch. She had caught three couples in broom closets and had promptly taken away house points.

But Sirius Black -Oh! She could kill him!- had said that if he was really going to lose twenty house points that he might as well have some fun.

So he had shoved her in a broom closet with James.

Had she forgotten to mention that last prepositional phrase? With James

There. She had said it again. And it still made her situation no better than it had been before.

Here she was, about to miss Potions, and the hottest, most annoying prat in seventh year was eyeing her from inside a broom closet.

She was head girl, for Merlin's sake!

Sirius's voice was heard from outside. "If you snog him, I'll let you out!"

Lily looked over at James. He grinned.

She knew he would find this amusing. Egoistical little prat. He raised his arms up to ruffle his hair which she insanely hated because it showed how infernally annoying he was and-

My, he had broad shoulders.

But she wouldn't think about his shoulders or the fact that he was scooting closer to her little by little or that his breath smelled like some sort of mint when he leaned over to her and said, "So, Evans, what do you say?"

Instead, she would think about how she was missing the lesson on Veritaserum, and that that would cost her on her midterm essay.

Siruis pounded on the door. "Is anything happening in there?"

"If anything was happening, you would hear her moaning!" yelled back James.

"You pervert!" she hissed, punching him in the shoulder. (Stop thinking like that! She, er, did not just want an excuse to touch him!) "What, have you pictured this entire scene?"

James opened his mouth to say something.

"Nevermind, Potter. I don't want to know."

He smirked. "Admit it, Evans. You're attracted to me."

"I don't- I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, come off it. You know you want me."

"All I know is that I am missing the Potions lesson on Veritaserum. VERITASERUM, JAMES! That's a bloody important lesson to be missing."

He gave her an odd look.

"You called me James."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

They heard a muffled whispering from outside the door. "Moony, write it down in the Lily Journal! Day 1025: She calls him James."

Lily pretended not to hear that comment. Instead, she focused on her spell.

"Incendio!"

Or that would have been what she said if James hadn't stepped on her toe.

"Incendi-OUCH!"

Lily hopped around on one foot while James danced around, because his hair was on fire.

Lily would have laughed if she wasn't in so much pain, because James had started rubbing his head against the wall to extinguish the flame.

Unfortunately, broom closets are not large. In Lily's hopping she had crashed into James who had crashed into the wall. The result was that they both ended up lying on the ground, Lily on top of James.

Lily lay there for a minute, enjoying the feeling of his heart beating, until...

"Don't move," James muttered. "I like you there."

She shot up with the speed of a hippogriff. (Contrary to popular belief, my minions, they are pretty fast...)

She glared at him. Or she tried to. It turned into more of a stare.

"Sirius, it is almost the end of Potions... We are going to start eating into Herbology if this doesn't cease." Remus said, sounding oddly muffled as he was being heard through a door.

James looked imploringly at Lily. "Can we PLEASE get this over with?"

"Why? You hate Herbology."

"I know. I just want to snog you..."

She made a sound of disgust, but was somehow flattered.

"Look, I know you don't like me, but couldn't we just-"


"Sirius?"

"Yeah, Moony?"

"Just open the bloody door before they kill each other."

"Fine."

Sirius threw open the door where he saw Lily, who was obviously looking for her wand so she could open the door.

I mean, everyone looks for their wand behind the Head Boy's tonsils, right?