Where's The Missus
She loved everything about this prank.
She heard Sirius say that women have weaker pain tolerances than men and launched the Great Marauder prank with Marlene, Mary and Alice where boys were enchanted to be…
"OW, BLOODY OW, IT HURTS, MY STOMACH IS IN RIBBONS. KILL ME!"
"I want chocolate, no ice cream, maybe ice cream in chocolate?"
"WHY DID BOROMIR HAVE TO DIE. WHYYYYY? I WANT TO CRY! I’M GOIN’ TO CRY!"
"Move away I want to sleep, I am so tired!"
She chuckled as she found James curled in on himself in a corner clutching is stomach and occasionally grimacing.
"I take back all I said. Sorry, Evans."
The pouty doe-eyed look on his face was enough to melt an ice berg and Lily Evans was only human.
She chuckled and crouched down to brush a hand against his forehead and nearly yelped when she found him burning.
"Not your fault, was already sick."
Right. Because he had to be rained on at the pitch for practice and instead of soaking his feet in the prefect’s bathroom, James raced up to his Transfigurations tutorial class with the second years.
Head Boys, he said, never go back on their promises.
Pitying him greatly, because, well, he was James and he was hers he tugged her up from the floor and dearly wished she knew the counter potion to the one day spell to ease his pain a bit.
"I’m taking James down for a nap. Why didn’t you guys know he was sick?"
She ignored the snickers that followed her as she wrapped her arms around James and lead him up the stairs.
She tucked him snugly in his bed and conjured a hot water bottle for his stomach and a cool towel for his head.
"This will help."
He gripped her hand and sighed.
She watched him try to relax and sleep feeling the urge to tug him against her and soothe, which was stupid because he was James and she was Lily and James and Lily did not snuggle.
"Well, I should…go"
She stood but James quickly held her hand.
“‘Till I fall asleep?”
Well she did do this to him, and he did say please…
"Alright, I’ll stay."
She ended up staying for the rest of the night, cradling James, head in the crook of her neck and shoulder, humming songs in his ear.
When she woke the next morning, she saw Sirius’ beaming face over hers.
She felt James, warm breath against her neck and knew he was still very much asleep, though less hotter than he had been last night.
She placed her fingers to her lips to signal Sirius to quiet down, let James rest. This only caused Sirius to grin wider.
"See ya later Evans. Say hi to the missus for me."
He gave her a lascivious wink and if only James would not wake up she would have hexed him.
As it is she merely tugged the blanket tighter around James and settled down to let him use her as a pillow.
In his slumber, James’ lips curved upwards.