Prongs

There was so much she didn’t know how to explain to James. That her parents, while they had devoted themselves entirely to loving their children, didn’t even remotely like each other. That her mother married her father because all her friends were getting married and that her father married her mother because he was a WWII veteran looking for some sort of life after war. Hell, even age wise, they weren’t a match – her mother was 16 years younger than her father. They had not been affectionate towards each other. 

Then of course, she was dealing with her own feelings of what a relationship was, based on experiences that tainted her, that she was sure James would look down on her for. She’d never been with anyone like James – had never been with a decent bloke before him. 

“I’m just — I like being with you, and snogging you, and whatnot. I just – I don’t know. I just want us to – I don’t know – I’m new to this, James. You’ll have to bare with me.” 

James looked at Lily and shook his head kissing the top of her head, “You are doing just fine, I don’t have to ‘bare with you’, everyone is different, everyone likes different things.” he smiled at her leaving his book on the table just besides the sofa. 

He knew people not liking to be touched, or to be said certain things. Remus wasn’t exactly trusting after the full moon but they all figured how to be mates and not want to kill each other for be too close and on top of the other, even if it was just in a playful way.

“Look, we are new to this, we are both new to this relationship. Doesn’t matter how many people you were with before; even if I want to hex them all;” he joked, “but what do you like me doing, like this.” he squeezed her hand, “Do you like us holding hands in public?” he asked with a smile resting her head on top of hers, “Or me just snuggling up on your down time.” he chuckled, “I want to know how we are comfortable with each other, and if that means not snogging in the Common Room, then... we’ll have to spend our free time elsewhere because I’m snogging you, Evans.”

“Thanks,” Lily said with a hum, pencilling the answer in. This conversation was amusing, and she kept it light and airy because she didn’t want to, or know how to, explain these complicated emotions to James. She wasn’t used to public displays of affection; she hadn’t grown up around it, and any boy she’d been with before had really only been after one thing, one way or another, and they’d been very clear about keeping things a secret. Then again, so had she. 

She late the paper sit against her chest, blinking up at him as he attempted to argue with her, before rolling her eyes and stretching up to place a kiss on his cheek – will, it was more of his chin, given the angle, but the point was still there. 

“Can’t kiss you all the time, Mr. Potter. I don’t want your ego inflating your head more than it already is.” She teased. 

James moved his hand from the back of the sofa to lay on top of hers intertwining their fingers, he knew they were new, that this took time to adjust but he didn’t want to wait to be with Lily to show her in the little details how much he appreciate her and the kissing was just an argument amongst others.

“My ego is the perfect size, it won’t inflate from kisses.” he chuckled kissing her forehead. His parents were so loving towards one another that it wasn’t just kisses James was used to seeing, it was little touches here and there that he had grown with and subconsciously had learn and adapted to himself. “Your silly boyfriend likes to take your hand in the middle of the hallway but you don’t seem so fond of that.” He wasn’t putting anything of her, Lily had her own way to show how much she cared for him but if they didn’t talk about the boundaries of what was allowed and what was not he was afraid he would mock it up once more. “I’m just sucking up on Lily time as much as I can because you never let me before.” he teased with a pout brushing his thumb on her skin, “Just want to know what you are comfortable with.”

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“It’s not that you can’t kiss me.” Lily said, rolling her eyes. She didn’t even glance up at James, lounging on him as she completed the Sunday papers’ crossword.

“It’s that we have to set an example for the younger students and you can’t kiss me all the time.”

James sighed looking to his side o Lily’s paper, “6 down ‘Agree to differ’ same as our conversation. I don’t kiss you all the time.” he pointed looking back at his book but there was no point to it at the moment. He was a teen, he had the woman he was smitten with next to him, his mind was elsewhere.

“It’s Sunday, our supposed day off and I can’t kiss you in the sofa of our Common Room? And what example we are setting, really? That you can’t kiss the person you are in a committed relationship with? To not show love and affection? That’s a rotten example, Miss Evans.”