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Thirteen year old Lily Evans sat cross-legged on the floor of her dormitory with the four other Gryffindor third year girls at Hogwarts. They had been gossiping and catching up on the days events.

"Hey," Alice Prewett said suddenly. "Let's play a game of truth or dare!"

"Good idea!" Mary MacDonald agreed.

"Who first?" asked Marlene McKinnon.

"Me, me, me!" exclaimed Anna Benson. "Hmmm... Okay, Mary, truth or dare?"

"Truth!" replied Mary.

"Alright, but remember you've got to tell the truth, no matter what." Anna commanded. Mary nodded, looking like she wished she had chosen dare instead. "Okay, this is an easy question to start us off." Mary looked relieved. "Who do you think is the best looking boy in our year?"

Mary blushed. "Sirius Black." she said almost inaudibly.

"I didn't quite catch that, Mary. Who did you say?" Lily teased.

"Sirius Black! Sirius Black, okay?" Mary yelled.

Marlene covered her ears. "Yeesh, Mary, I think there may have been some people in America that didn't hear you."

The five girls giggled.

"Still though," Marlene added, "I have to agree."

"I don't know," Anna argued. "I think James Potter is cuter."

"Pshh," Lily said, "They're both so full of themselves!"

"But the question wasn't who has the best personality, it was who is the best looking!" Marlene laughed. "Besides, when you're as hot as Sirius you're bound to be a little full of yourself."

Lily raised her eyebrows.

"Fine then, Lily," Anna challenged, "Who would you choose?"

Lily turned bright red. "Well... I don't have to answer that because it is not my turn!"

The girls groaned.

"Okay, then," Mary grinned coyly, "It's my turn to choose, and I choose Lily!"

"You still can't make answer," Lily smirked back, "because I choose dare."

"Ermm," Mary thought hard. "Got it! I dare you to … kiss James Potter!"

"On the lips!" Marlene added, "A proper kiss!"

"What? No! That's – that's ridiculous!" Lily protested, "I'm not doing that!"

"Too bad, Lily, you chose dare." Anna taunted.

"Oh, come on," Marlene scolded, "It's not like you have to kiss Peter Pettigrew is it? At least you were given someone good looking!"

"Or are you chicken?" Alice teased.

"No," Lily screamed, "I'm not a chicken!"

"Do it then," Alice said, raising her eyebrows.

"Fine, I will!" Lily yelled, caught up in the moment.

"You will?" Mary asked, astonished.

"Sure," Lily said, regretting her decision already, "I'm no chicken! Besides, like Marlene said, at least it's not Peter Pettigrew, right?"

"Yay!" Alice exclaimed. "You two would be so cute together!"

"Alice, I'm not marrying him," Lily scoffed, "I just have to kiss him for a dare. Everyone knows it doesn't mean anything."

"But Lily, isn't it your first kiss?" Mary asked quietly.

"Well, yeah," Lily defended, "but I have to get it out of the way sometime, right? Might as well be now."

"I suppose," Anna agreed, "but aren't you worried you'll be bad at it? And James is quite experienced for a thirteen year old..."

"Oh, stop trying to scare her out of it, you lot!" Marlene hollered. "Lily, you'll be fine. Come on, lets go before you chicken out."

"What, now?" Lily asked, uncertainly.

"Yes, now," Marlene cried impatiently, "When did you think? Next year?!"

"Urgh," Lily grumbled, standing up. "Right, lets go then."

Lily trudged down the stairs, closely followed by the others.

As she reached the bottom step, she glanced around the common room. She gave an exasperated sigh as she saw him sitting in a corner with the other Marauders, poring over a piece of parchment. Usually, this would have struck Lily as odd – Remus was the only remotely studious Marauder – but she had other things to worry about.

Right, she thought to herself, I just have to do it quick. Get it over with. Like ripping off a Band-Aid.

She sighed again, before striding across the room and stopping at the table that the Marauders surrounded. As she approached, they hastily shoved away the piece of parchment so she wouldn't see it.

When she reached them, she paused for a second, as if she was going to back out. But Lily Evans was stubborn and she was determined to prove that she was not a coward.

She grabbed the front of James's jumper and pulled him out of his armchair. With her fist still clutching his jumper, she quickly kissed him. On the lips, like she had agreed (grudgingly – those girls hadn't left any loopholes). There were no fireworks going off in her head, nothing like the movies. It wasn't a fairytale kiss, not how she thought her first kiss would be. James wasn't even responding, just standing there in shock.

Three. Two. One. There, that should do it. With that, she pulled away from him, and pushed him back onto his armchair. Sirius let out a wolf whistle as Lily walked back across the common room.

She finally reached the staircase to the girls dormitories and everyone resumed chatting and giggling.

Unbeknownst to Lily, James had not moved since she had pushed him back onto his armchair. He simply sat there with his jaw wide open, staring at Lily.

"Oi, shut your gob, you, flies might get in" Sirius said upon noticing that his best friend was staring at the now empty staircase leading to the girls dormitories.

James shook his head, grinned, and turned back to the table. "Now, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?"

Remus smirked and raised an eyebrow before pulling out the piece of parchment they had been working on. "You didn't seem to mind, James." he commented.

"What? That's absurd. That's preposterous. That's – that's – I mean, I didn't have time to react, did I? She just pounced on me!" James protested.

Sirius patted James on the back, shaking his head. "It's all right you know. For a bookworm, she is quite hot. And if she likes you, I say go for it."

"What?" James said, looking very alarmed, "But I don't – I didn't even kiss her back."

"Yeah, because you were too busy standing there in shock!" Peter mocked.

"But you liked it though." Sirius grinned.

"N- No." James said unconvincingly.

"Whatever you say, James." Remus laughed.

"Urgh," James said too loudly, "Let's just get back to work shall we?"

Remus reluctantly agreed and smoothed out the mysterious piece of parchment.

Back in the girls dormitories, the five girls were giggling excitedly on the floor.

"So what was it like, Lily?" asked Mary, who had never kissed a boy before.

"Umm.. Okay, I guess." Lily replied. "It wasn't like I thought it would be."

"How do you mean?" Marlene asked.

"Well," Lily continued, "he just … stood there. He didn't, like, kiss me back or anything."

"What?" Anna asked, surprised. "But – but you're gorgeous! What's wrong with him?"

"Who cares, it was just a dare!" Lily laughed, "I don't fancy him or anything, so why does it matter if he didn't kiss back? Oh no, unless I'm a really bad kisser! What if he tells all the other boys I'm a bad kisser? Then nobody will ever want to kiss me! Oh, this is terrible! Oh-"

"Calm down, Lily!" Marlene laughed, "The only reason he didn't kiss back was because he was in shock!"

"You're just saying that to make me feel better." Lily pouted.

"No, seriously," Marlene continued, "He would have pushed you away if he was really repulsed, but he just stood there because he wasn't expecting it. If you had kissed him for a few more seconds, he would have responded. Trust me."

"You think?" Lily asked, still sounding unconvinced.

"Definitely," Alice agreed. "Plus, I was watching him when you walked back across the common room."

"So?" Lily asked, confused.

Alice grinned. "He couldn't take his eyes off you."

Author's Note: Should I leave this as a one-shot or continue?