Just a Quick Kiss
Lily decided the hardest part of fake-dating James Potter was dealing with how clingy he was.
“You do realize we don’t have to spend every second of the day together, right?” Lily huffed as she left bathroom only to find James diligently waiting for her. It was a blessing he hadn’t followed her in.
“Yeah, but you’re my girlfriend now,” he said loudly, causing quite a commotion among the third years nearby. He had gotten into the habit of announcing to everyone, everywhere, all the time that he was dating Lily. That, combined with the fact that he wouldn’t leave her alone, was almost enough to come clean and take a failing grade. Almost.
“If we were—,” she paused, pulling James close to her so no one could overhear. “If we were really dating, I would have dumped you already,” she hissed.
“Lily, darling,” James whispered, attempting to slide her backpack off her shoulder. She glared at him so he settled for wrapping an arm around her instead. “I’m pretty sure that’s why we’re not actually dating.”
She absolutely did not react to his breath on her ear. And even if she did, it was because it tickled.
“I’m just saying.” She adjusted her position so she was comfortably leaning against James. He smelled like leather and spice and James. “No one will doubt our love even if we don’t spend all our free time together.”
“You’re forgetting one key thing, though. I’m James Potter. I spend all my time with the people I care about,” he said, staring straight at her. Lily’s heart flipped at his earnestness which was… not good. She knew he was only saying that because there were people around; he didn’t mean he actually cared about her.
As though they timed it—and, really, Lily wouldn’t put it past them to have done so—Sirius came bounding out from nowhere and bellowed, “Prongs! There are you! Been looking all over for you.”
“You saw him 10 minutes ago,” Lily said flatly.
“Far too long, Evans,” Sirius replied. “I thought he died.”
“Nah, I was just waiting for Lily,” James replied, squeezing her shoulder when he said her name. “I think she was trying to give me the slip but it didn’t work.”
“Clearly,” Lily muttered.
“That’s not very nice,” Sirius said. “You should kiss and make up.”
“Shut up, Padfoot,” James mumbled as his face turned a light shade of pink. Sirius, Remus, and Peter all knew about their charade because apparently James was incapable of keeping anything from them. Instead of it being helpful, though, they spent a lot of time trying to get James and Lily to kiss. Lily honestly wouldn’t even mind giving him a small peck or two in public but for whatever reason, James would always get awkward and annoyed and vehemently turn down the idea.
“Prongs!” Remus was walking toward them excitedly. “Where have you been?”
Lily waited patiently as they had pretty much the same conversation with Remus. She would have thought the marauders would be more creative.
By the time Peter came bursting out, crying at James’ feet at the thought of his dead friend, Lily was very much done with the four boys.
“You need to get lives,” Lily said.
“Admit it, Evans,” James said with a wink. “You love me.”