lilyevane reblogged
For the Jily prompt- James gets caught sneaking into Lily's bedroom via her window by Mr Evans during the Christmas or Easter holidays. (He was bored and missed his beloved girlfriend terribly)
- “cinderella, cinderella - put down your, er, window?”
- it’s a whisper more than anything, but lily can easily make out his silhouette, perched on top of her balcony like flipping spider man and opens her curtains in a hurry
- james potter, with a shrug of his shoulders, gives his girlfriend a lopsided smile as he taps the glass, hands sprawled against the window
- she’s grinning as she opens the window, and puts a finger to her lips as he stumbles through through the small space and into her room like a bull in a china shop
- “james, it’s almost midnight-”
- “i know, but i had to see you.”
- the window’s still open and a soft breeze filters through the room. the weather’s shockingly hot for the easter holidays, and lily’s incredibly grateful for the slight draft
- because james is standing right there, glasses wonky and lopsided, hair dishevelled, more so than usual, and his shirt, courtesy of mr evans’s rose bush, is torn and tattered around the edges
- she doesn’t say anything, but steps side-wards so his body brushes past her in the most gentle, spine tingling way as he stands in the middle of her room
- he looks good in her room, she decides. perhaps she’ll invite him around more often, or a lot more often
- he jumps onto her bed with a dramatic sigh, and she can’t help but grin as he grabs her wrist and pulls her down with him, kissing her neck sweetly as he snuggles against her
- “miss me that much already?” she jokes
- “you’ve got no idea,”
- honestly - she kind of does, her fingers have been aching to feel his skin again and, now he’s here, she doesn’t want to leave any part of him untouched
- there’s a knock at the door. “lily, next time james wants to visit,” they hear mr evans call out “tell him to use the front door, or at least try to be discreet and not trample all over my rose bush and dangle his legs and lower body in front of the living room window for the whole family to see. not what i, nor your mother, want to see whilst we’re watching master chef”
