ooc: I’m going to try and be more active over the next few weeks. My life has been crazy busy lately, and I haven’t really had time for anything else. If anyone wants to start a para or a conversation with James, just send me a message. c:
A soft chuckle escaped her lips as they twisted into a smile. “Right, well, I’m not sure how it is you learn anything that way Potter. Remus is a saint for putting up with the three of you.” The wand light illuminated her pale white legs sticking out from her pleated charcoal uniform skirt. Oh god, she thought looking down at her feet, I look like a ghost. Please don’t look at my legs. Crossing one leg over the other, as if it was supposed to cover herself some how, she looked back up at him.
Watching him, trying to read his face and body language, she breathed slowly. There was a bubbling in her stomach, or ‘butterflies,’ as some called them, though Lily liked the term bubbles since they often made her need to lay down. She could see he was trying to process what he was looking at, but it was killing her not knowing what he was thinking. When he turned back to her, she made eye contact with him, her face just as lost as his. “I-I don’t know,” she said shrugging slowly, her green eyes fixed on him. “It’s always been a Doe, since the first day I learned to produce it. Always.” Was he thinking the same thing? Was there some sort of magnetism drawing them together? Was there a bigger meaning to all of this?
James furrowed his brow, moving his eyes from her face to the place where her silver doe had disappeared moments before. He was struggling to come up with an explanation for their matching patronuses, but wasn’t doing so well. The only thoughts that seemed to be going around his head were “Does this mean we’re soulmates or something?”. James had never really believed in anything like that, but it did seem like a logical answer. Of course, he would never voice it out loud, for fear of being slapped. Letting out a short sigh, he turned to look back at Lily. Her expression of confusion mirrored what he felt.
"C’mon, Lily. You’re the smart one here. Help me out." James offered her a timid smile, trying to lighten the mood somewhat with humor. As he did so, he allowed his gaze to drift over her tiny form. She was so pale in the light of their wands, making her hair look even redder than usual. Her face was crumpled in concentration, and she was chewing on her lip as she did when she was thinking. He wondered idly if this was something she did subconsciously. Either way, it was a very cute habit. Her eyes were sparkling in the low light, and looked greener than usual. James had to stop himself before he moved his gaze to her legs. He always had difficultly looking away from her legs. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he crossed his arms and forced himself to look into her eyes.
“Lumos,” she whispered, light bursting from the tip as she glanced down at her wand, realizing how dark it was now that James had buried light in the arm of his jumper. “Good, I’d hate for you to make me regret it,” Lily said with a smirk, her eyebrows up in an arch as she looked at him. “Exactly! Then they’d all want passes - it would be anarchy!” A slightly pleased smile pulled to her lips as she spoke to him, one you’d have to be paying attention to to notice.
After a moment, she relaxed her face back to normal not wanting to look overzealous… though she was having a hard time, what with the way his hair was falling in his face. “Oh, no. Of course you wouldn’t have. Remus does the reading for the three of you,” she chuckled, hiding behind her snark as she weighed the options of telling him and not telling him. “Well, I’m not quite sure if I believe it’s true. I mean, it’s possible they’re just coincidences… like ” she said, not really sure if she believed anything she was saying. She was silent for a moment as she looked down at her wand, then back up at James, pursing her lips. “Try not to think too into it, okay?” Lily said, raising her wand. She took in a deep breath and with a soft voice, she spoke “Expecto Patronum.” From a silvery waterfall of light sprang a beautiful white doe. Lily looked at it peacefully, then at James before it ran off in the direction the James’ stag had run only minutes before.
James rolled his eyes, putting on a false expression of hurt. “You wound me. I do read, when it suits me. It just doesn’t happen as often as it should. Remus simply informs me of the information I’ve missed.” he gave Lily a devious smile, grateful for the extra light her wand gave. It allowed him to see her and his surroundings more clearly. He listened intently as she spoke again, taking in every movement her facial muscles made. She seemed to be working up the courage to voice something, he realized as she opened her mouth after a few minutes silence. Curiosity burning in his chest, he watched as she lifted her wand arm and murmured the incantation he had used not ten minutes before.
It took him a few moments to process what he had seen. At first, James had thought that her patronus took the exact same form as his. A silvery white shape had bounded from her wand and it wasn’t until it turned to look at the two of them that he fulled realized what it was. “A doe…” he whispered, forehead furrowing as he watched it dance gracefully off into the forest. He looked down at Lily, and found her watching his face. “Does that mean something?” he managed at last, fingers fiddling idly with the handle of his wand. “Has yours always been… what it is now? Or did it change?” his gaze moved from her face down to his feet and then up to her face again.
Chewing the inside of her lip, Lily watched him as he spoke, something she normally never did. Usually she looked at his forehead, or nose or the tree behind him so as not to make eye contact. “Well I’m full of surprises, as are you, obviously.” As he twirled his wand, she could see the color in her hair ignite at every twirl. “Don’t tell anyone I’ve said so, they’ll think I’m going soft.”
Why’d he have to smile like that? she thought as she held back a smile, her green eyes starting him down as his finger came toward her nose. “Especially don’t let anyone know I’m giving you a pass,” she smirked at him. “Hmm. Potter? Did you ever read that chapter about people changing their patronus when they meet someone, or casting the same corporal when they have a sort of… bond with one another?”
James smirked at her remark, ceasing the twirling of his hand to fold his arms firmly across his chest. His wand stuck out of the hold, the light slightly muffled by the material of his jumper sleeve. “Of course. My lips are sealed.” He drew a finger across them to represent the gluing shut of his mouth. “We wouldn’t want anyone finding out that the lovely Lillian Evans has been giving free passes to the mischievous James Potter. What would the world be coming to.” James stifled a laugh, pressed his lips tightly together.
As always, he found it quite difficult to concentrate with her smiling at him. It was such a rare occurrence that he almost felt compelled to stand and drink in the moment while it lasted. It was Lily’s next words that snapped him back into focus. “Uhm… no.” he replied, his eyebrows pulling together. Why was she asking him this? Had her patronus changed to match that of someone else’s? James lowered his gaze slightly. It was completely possible that she had found someone whom attracted her, and even more likely that someone else had taken a liking to her. “Why do you ask?”
Lily licked her lips, thoroughly impressed, though she did her best to not show it. “You have? Well, you’re one step ahead most kids in our year. You should be proud,” she uncrossed her arms and smirked at him. “I was when I cast mine.” Lily danced around the idea of showing his hers, but he stomach fluttered at the thought. Surely he’d think what she was thinking. She’d never heard of two people having such similar corporals without a sort of… connection. He’d pick up on this, it’s James Potter for Merlin’s sake. Fingering then intricate carving on the base of her wand, and smiled at him. “Alright, I won’t give you detention this time, but I think that means you own me, Potter.” she thought a moment, and then decided it was he only opportunity to pry. “Has you patronus always been a male deer?”
James let out a quiet chuckle. “I never thought I’d heard anyone say that to me, let alone you.” he teased, twirling his wand around in his fingers. The movement made the light spin, sending shadows dancing over her face. In his mind, he considered exactly why she was so curious to learn about his patronus. It could simply be because he was one of the only other fifth year students who could produce one, or there could be a different reason behind her questions.
James gave her a smile that could melt butter, reaching out and tapping her on the tip of the nose. “See? That wasn’t so hard, now was it?” he lifted an eyebrow, his grin fading only slightly as she continued to speak. “Every time I’ve cast it, yes. I rather like it as a stag. It suits me, don’t you think?” he ran a hand through his hair, pushing a few of the curls off of his forehead.
Once she was able to do so, Lily opened her eyes. It took a few moments for the large white spot in her eyes to disappear and her vision to return to normal. It was a dizzy feeling, trying to focus on the person, now standing only five or six feet from her. It was after hours, this boy was for sure getting detention and points docked if he was a Gryffindor. Finally… “Potter?” she said, astonished, her eyes still trying to focus. “That was your corporal patronus?” she said, even more baffled than before. “…was it a… stag?”
Cocking her head and pushing out her hip, she crossed her arms smirking at him. “It’s… alright. But, you should be more courteous where you point that thing. Your light burned into my retinas.” She rubbed her eyes again, along with her running nose. The weather seemed to be prolonging her cold. “I’m going to have to give you detention, you know?” she said, a yawn escaping as she spoke the last few words. She wanted to ask him about his patronus more, but didn’t want to pry. It was all very curious to her. Why was it a male deer when hers was a female? Peculiar.
James nodded slowly, his gaze scrutinizing her face for a reaction to his words. “Yeah, it was. I’ve been able to conjure one for about a year now.” He smiled again at the expression on her face. It was one of shocked disbelief; she was surprised that he was able to perform such an advanced spell. He didn’t know whether to feel amused or offended. He pushed his bottom lip out into a pout in response to her next words. “C’mon, Lily. I have enough detentions this week, without the addition of another!” This wasn’t completely true; because of his reserved behavior over the last week, he had only landed himself with one detention over the whole seven days. It was a record for him.