James sat down in the seat Sirius had pushed him in, distracted by a familiar redhead standing a few feet in front of him, clearly annoyed by the disturbance but James didn't listen as she resumed talking. He couldn't help but stare straight into her eyes, the same eyes that had almost burned a hole into him four years back. Suddenly the eyes landed right on his, and for a moment they held contact. Lily tore her eyes from him and muttered something James couldn't hear and headed for the door with haste.

Sirius nudged him in the ribs with his elbow, signaling him to follow her and so James swiftly got up and followed her through the door on the other side of the hall.

Lily had let James into a small room in a shade of dirty gray. A desk was placed in the middle and two chairs were placed on either side of it. The only light that came into the room was from a blurred window on the wall opposite the door. Other than that the room was empty, excluding a file cabinet in the far right corner and a steel trash can in the far left.

James walked over to the desk before he turned around to see Lily standing in the doorway slowly closing the door behind them, with her back turned to him.

He studied her from behind, as far as he could see, her choice of wardrobe had not taken any drastic changes since he last saw her four years ago.

She wore a tight, waist high, dark blue business skirt that reached down to her knees and a tugged white buttoned blouse, black patent leather heels and her hair was tied up loosely into a high bun, a few strands escaping and circling her face.

It all complimented her, doing every single one of her curves justice. At her height, 5 feet and 7 inches and with her womanly curves it was hard not to admire her body. James tore his eyes from her as Lily had closed the door and was slowly turning around to face him. She leaned against it coolly with a glint in her eyes he could not read, clutching the stack of parchments up to her chest.

"James." She greeted and absorbed every inch of him; his facial features had not changed much since school, he still had the same mischievous sparkle in his hazel eyes, his lips curled up into a smirk, the same strong jaw and high cheek bones, his messy hair as uncontrollable as ever. He had grown about three inches over the last few years, she saw, remembering how he had only been about half an inch taller than her back in the day. Another thing she could not help but notice was how the tight dark green sweater he was wearing fell close to his well trained abs, torso and upper arms. He wore a pair of skinny black jeans and Lily could recognize the old, worn out Chuck Taylor-All Star shoes he always wore.

"Professor." James he spoke in a deep voice, nodding and snapping her out of her thoughts yet again.

"You needn't call me that anymore."

He decided to play it cool and leaned up to the side of the desk before responding "What should I call you then?"

"Oh, I don't know… Lily? Miss Evans?" She suggested.

James grinned at her uncertainty; he enjoyed the way the situation clearly made her feel uncomfortable.

"All right, I think I'll call you Ms. Lily then." He nodded again and gave her a lopsided smile as he adjusted his black thick-rimmed glasses.

"Hmm. I see you haven't changed your shoe attire for the past 4 years." Lily remarked nonchalantly and moved in direction of the cabinet behind James.

She stood for a second looking at him enquiringly, waiting for him to move out of the way for the room was so small, and she would have to either have to go around the desk or most definitely have to rub up against him to get to the cabinet.

James, who was fully aware of that fact, merely raised a brow and stood still. Lily sighed inaudible and made her way, rubbing against him as expected. As their bodies touched James could feel as the scent of her filled his nostrils how his mind started wandering off. Closing his eyes dreamily, he gave a soft moan and drew in the light smell of what he thought smelled like summer.

As Lily had squeezed through the small space between the wall and James and had desperately tried not to touch him, she couldn't help but to hear a strange sound coming from him. Deciding to ignore it she dropped the pile of parchment onto the desk and hurried towards the file cabinet, glad to have an excuse to turn her back at him.

Trying to sound nonchalant she murmured, "Longbottom... Pawloski… Ah, here we are. Potter!"

By the mention of his name James jumped, he'd stood there all this time with his eyes closed, looking as daft as a dung beetle. Cursing wordlessly he looked casually to the spot Lily stood, happy to see that she had apparently noticed nothing and silently thanked the spirits.

"Take a seat, please." Lily said distractedly, not looking up from viewing the file she'd dragged up from the drawer and had already sat down in the chair closest to the window. James sat down opposite her and tried to recollect the cool demeanor that had come to him earlier when they entered the office.

"Your full name is James Argyle Potter?" Lily asked bemused.

He felt his face redden at the mention of his middle name, damn mothers and their so called fantastic sense of naming. But James did not want to give his old teacher the chance of humiliating him twice, so he quickly gathered the pieces of his shattered pride and glued them together mentally, before answering.

"Yes, that would be correct. James Argyle Potter. I've got a bit Scottish in me." He winked as flashed her his lopsided grin.

Now it was Lily's time to redden in the face.

"Right… right." She lowered her head swiftly and started going through papers as though she was searching for something. Finally she grabbed the parchment that had been on the top.

"Okay, here." She handed it to James.

"What am I supposed to do with this?"

"Answer the questions and then hand it to me." She told him as if it could not have been more obvious.

"Haven't I answered these questions already? I mean, my application contained most of these questions as well as a history of my schoolwork."

Just as James said the word school, it was time for both of them to blush.

"Yes well, I don't know why, Moody thought it'd be a good idea to see if all the information is correct. He's gone a bit of his rocker since he got the wooden leg if you ask me." He chuckled at that, making Lily smile shyly.

There they sat for a while, James scribbling down on the parchment and Lily sometimes glancing innocently at him.

That is, until he declared, as he handed her the piece of parchment. "You still dress like a teacher, you know."

"And you still dress like a seventeen year old boy." She replied in a cool manner, not looking up from the parchment he'd just handed her.

"Touché." James said impressed, she smiled at him roguishly and for a second they gazed into each other's eyes.

Lily gave a small cough and started talking about the responsibilities, patience and the self-trusting one needed to even survive Auror Training.

There she sat opposite him, babbling and James couldn't help but admire how fast her mouth moved when she spoke. The light from the blurred window behind her made her almost angel like, bathing her in brightness so it looked as though her hair was on fire.

He interrupted her jabbering with a question "Why aren't you teaching any more?"

Lily looked at him surprised for a second as if she didn't quite understand what he'd just asked her.

"Flitwick's mother died the summer after you graduated."

"Oh." Was all he could think of answering.

"Yes so," She tried to continue but was interrupted by him again.

"How did you end up at the Auror Department?"

"Well, I was kind of sick of not having a stable home and didn't really want to go back to my old job as a diplomatic witch where I would have to live out of a suitcase. I suppose Dumbledore felt guilty for making me unemployed so he offered to pull a few strings and eventually got me an interview with the Auror program, and I was fortunate enough to get Moody as my mentor. I passed, along with Kingsley Shacklebolt, with the highest scores so we were made partners and occasionally got to assist Moody on a few missions. One day we were sent out by ourselves to protect the Minister and there was an attack. That day Kingsley and I captured together 13 Death Eaters and three months later we were made Junior Heads of the Auror Department."

"Wow." James replied admiringly, making Lily shift uncomfortably.

"Yeah well," She changed the subject. "I must admit, I expected to receive your application a lot sooner."

"Oh yeah. Yes, I initially only intended on taking a break for a year but, uhm…" Now it was James' turn to shift uncomfortably, "My mum passed away in an accident about eight months after graduation and my dad didn't really take it too well. I just felt like I couldn't leave him all by himself while I went so I postponed it and for about two years I just lived at home with him and my best friend Sirius, you remember him?" He asked not really waiting for an answer, coughed and then continued.

"What he hadn't told me was that he had been sick even before my mum passed and one day he didn't come down from breakfast. When I went to his room to check on him he was lying in his bed completely still..."

He trailed off, not moving his eyes from the parchment placed on the desk in front of him avoiding Lily's gaze.

"Oh dear! I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have..." She shook her head in shock.

"It's fine, you didn't know." He murmured in response still avoiding her gaze.

Lily enveloped his hands in hers, making him look up at her solemn face and she softly said "I'm sorry for you loss."

"Thank you." He whispered.

Lily slowly let go of his hands after a moment and stood up from her seat.

"Well, James. You will receive owl post in the next few days whether or not you made it into the program." She smiled at him sweetly as he stood up.

James gave her a slight smile and headed for the door, just as he grabbed the handle, he felt her hand touch his left shoulder and her lips press gently against his the nape of his neck. Closing his eyes he enjoyed the moment for the short time it lasted, soon it was only her hand touching him.

"Goodbye James."

He turned his head slightly and gave her a small grin, "Goodbye Ms. Lily."

Her soft giggle was the last thing he heard before closing the door behind him.

Lily leaned up against the closed door and sighed dreamily as she closed her eyes. It took her three seconds to realise what she had done 'What on earth just happened?' She spoke to herself mentally, 'You must control yourself. This cannot be like last time! You must not kiss your students. Even though he's not your student and even if it's just on the neck! On the neck? Oh dear God, this is not good.'

She kicked the door behind her, turned around and smacked her head on it twice. After that she adjusted herself, walked over to the desk and picked up the next name on top of the stack.

Sirius Black

She grunted and thought to herself 'Great'

She opened the door, prepared to call out the name only to find two men she recognized as James and Sirius, whispering, clearly not noticing her standing there in front of them.

"Mr. Black." She interrupted their conversation. "You can come in when you're ready" And went back into the not so spacious room, leaving the door behind her open.

Someone reviewed that there was inconsistency with Lily and James in the story. I just want to make one thing clear. I'm not writing this based on what Rowling said they did after Hogwarts, she said that James and Lily both went to work for the Order straight after Hogwarts and never had actual jobs.
Here, in this particular story, Lily is six years older than James and you could say that this is a student/teacher relationship fanfiction with a definite twist. So if that was the inconsistency you were referring to I hope this cleared some things. GREAT thanks and review please.