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JILY CHALLENGE | @sweeethinny vs @the-dream-team

''Kiss me like you mean it''

Lily wasn't used to this kind of mission, usually preferring to go to the field or stay in the infirmary, but she had accepted because James had accepted, and if not she would be Annabeth, and ok, Lily and James had nothing — they were just friends who fuck, as Marlene always called them — but if anyone needed to pretend to be James Potter's fiancée, it would be her.

Thank you so much!

I hope I did what you wanted and that you enjoy :) Here's a pre-relationship, mostly pining James trying to call Lily.

Call It What You Want To

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James stared at the beige monstrosity that was sitting on the small table in front of him, his Muggle studies textbook sitting to the right of it, opened to the Telephone Use section. A small ripped piece of parchment with neat writing in front of the contraption.

Sixth year had ended way too quickly in James’s opinion. He and Lily had become something that he could call friends and though his crush tended to rear its head at times, he found himself content with the friendship.

Until they parted ways at the train station. She had given him a smile that made little snitches flutter in his stomach. She passed a ripped-up piece of parchment and told him to call her.

The first thing he said to his parents was “Can we get a phone?”

Surprisingly, the Potter Cottage could get a phone. And one that worked too, thanks to some complicated spells by a talented Muggle-born his father had hired.

Remus had tested it. It worked.

James was scared to touch it. He had gotten an O on his Muggle Studies OWL, which had had a portion about using a telephone. He knew he could do it, but every time he picked the phone off of the receiver, he found himself putting it back in a panic.

“James, it’s been an hour,” Sirius said, causing James to jump. James did not look at his brother, instead he turning his eyes back to his textbook.

“I don’t know how to use it,” James said after clearing his throat. “I’m being careful.”

Sirius came and leaned against the wall beside the phone, a small smirk on his lips. James pointedly did not look at him.

“What about the time we called Moony? Last year, in the telephone booth in the village?” Sirius asked.

“That nice old lady helped us,” James replied instantly. “I wasn’t paying attention to what she did.”

Sirius hummed and James could feel his stare.

“Okay,” Sirius conceded. “What about the demonstration the man just gave us, what? Two hours ago, now?”

“I don’t remember that.”

“You took notes, Prongs.”

James sighed through his nose, knowing Padfoot could see right through him now.

“I don’t know what you’re insinuating,” he said, slowly. Sirius laughed.

“You’re nervous,” Sirius said, his voice challenging. James’s cheeks felt hot.

“Why would I be nervous?” James said, his voice going up in pitch.

“Because Evans smiled at you and gave you her phone number.”

James closed his Muggle Studies textbook and looked at Sirius, who was as smug as ever. James knew there was no point in arguing.

“Now pick up the phone and call her,” Sirius instructed.

James sighed heavily and picked up the phone. His stomach twisted with nerves and the phone was back on its carrier before he could think about it.

“Oh honestly! ー” Sirius scoffed, picking the phone up. “ーsome Gryffindor you areー” he punched in the numbers.

It started ringing and Sirius thrust the phone in his direction. James glared at Sirius but took it and placed it to his ear. James thought his stomach was about to drop to the floor while his heart started beating rapidly in his chest.

James didn’t even have the luxury to prepare himself as the phone was picked up on the third ring. He gripped the edge of the table.

“This is the Evans residence,” A soft voice, who was sure was Lily, spoke.

“I’m, uh, looking for Lily?” James stammered.

Sirius mouthed the word “Pathetic” at him.

“James!” Lily exclaimed, her tone brightening. “Thank Merlin it’s you! Petunia’s friends have been calling constantly.”

“Uh, yeah,” James said, smiling a little at Lily’s excitement for him. “Sorry, it took a few days. We didn’t have a telephone.”

“Oh James, I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t even think about that.”

“It’s okay. Mum and Dad are really excited about having one now.”

September @jilychallenge fic! Celebrity AU - Thanks so much for organizing this!

adenei vs. @sweeethinny

Summary: Accompanying her movie star best friend to the Oscars seemed like a great idea at the time, but when Lily wakes up the morning of feeling under the weather, she second-guesses her decision. But Mary shrugs her health worries off, insisting she'll be fine, and convinces Lily to go anyways. Everything seems fine until they run into Mary's co-star and hot, up-and-coming actor, James Potter, and Lily's stomach twists into knots again. Is it nerves from meeting her celebrity crush, or is Lily's upset stomach making a comeback?

Prompt: Oh, my God, I’m puking my guts out at the Oscars, and what if I’m in the wrong bathroom? And oh, please, tell me my celebrity crush hasn’t just walked in on me with my head in this toilet bowl.

What was I thinking?

Of all the stupid decisions her best friend had coerced her into over the years, this had to be the stupidest of them all. Lily would give anything to be sitting on the couch of her L.A. apartment, alternating between a bucket of popcorn and her favorite pint of Ben and Jerry’s Phish Food, watching the Oscars in her comfiest pair of pajamas right now.

Film editors didn’t go to the Oscars! They stayed behind the scenes, and that’s where Lily preferred to be. But Mary MacDonald, Hollywood’s up-and-coming romantic comedy star and Lily’s best friend, had an extra ticket to the biggest awards show on American television, and Lily had stupidly said yes.

Sure, it was a good idea at the time. A day of pampering, picking out a designer gown, and strolling down the red carpet arm-in-arm with her best friend sounded like the most glamorous night. But then Lily woke the morning of the Oscars with a low-grade fever and chills. She called Mary, telling her she didn’t think it would be a good idea if she went, but Mary chalked it up to nerves.

“Lils, come on, you’re fine! It’s probably just nerves. I was nervous at my first awards show too. Granted, it wasn’t this big, but still. Just take some Tylenol and you’ll be fine.”

50: Shh. Stop fussing I’m just braiding your hair

I’m not creative enough to combine the two into one, so I’m gonna do 52 separately.

I’m really tired so this probably has errors and probably isn’t that good. butttt I tried my best and I hope you like it!!! <3

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Lily opened her eyes lazily, immediately greeted by the afternoon sun shining through the window. She let out a slight groan, not wishing to wake up from her nap that soon. The whole point of coming in here was to get a better sleep, not a worse one.

Ever since her and James started dating, she has been spending astronomically more time in his heads dorm than she ever did in her own.

It’s not like she really needs to spend time in her heads dorm. All it’s good for is housing her belongings. Why would she sit in there by herself when she could be in her boyfriends room? Or even better, his bed!

Speaking of his bed, she was surprised to feel the weight of another person on there with her. James wasn’t even in the room when she sauntered in there to take a nice post Ancient Ruins nap. He was at quidditch practice.

In fact, the weight of another person in the bed is what woke her up from her peaceful sleep in the first place. More specifically, the feeling of someone tugging on her hair.

''we're neighbors, but i keep thinking about her, and how beautiful she is, and i get so confused'' + Jily being teenagers <3 thank you!

Ahh Sweet, thank you so much for sending me this amazing prompt over a month ago. Sorry it took me so long to reply.

Here is my contribution to the Potterverse Gift Exchange hosted by the lovely @siriuslychessi! I was so excited when I saw who I was writing for. It took me a while to come up with the concept, but I hope you enjoy it, @sweeethinny. 

“Guess you’re not planning on making a little Ron anytime soon then,” he said. Ron went red and sputtered. Harry couldn’t help the smirk that made its way into his face. 

“No, Harry,” Ron muttered and turned on his heel and marched toward the front of the store. “There will be no kids in this household for a good long while.”

Harry laughed. “Why? Hermione not want kids?”

from my Hinny Muggle AU where Jily lives:

“Brill.” Harry placed the cup in the sink before he turned and gave his mum a quick kiss on the cheek. “Thanks again, Mum.”

JILY CHALLENGE | @sweeethinny vs @moonpuup

Winter trope: "we're lying on top of each other in a snow drift because of a sledding mishap and hey woah did you just kiss me?"

thanks @moonpuup for helping me with this fic, hope you all like it! AO3

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''Harry told me something today,'' James said, lying down beside Lily, who was sitting on the bed with her back against the headboard, a book open in her lap, braiding her hair as she always did before bed.

She closed the book, looking at it curiously. "What did he say?"

‘'That Ginny kissed his cheek, but he didn't understand why she did it . He said he doesn't know if they'll stay friends because friends don't kiss each other's cheeks, right? Dylan apparently said Ginny has a crush on him" James smiled, unable to hide the happiness he was feeling. He had to suppress a laugh when Harry told him that, his chest aching with love for his wonderful son "He was asking me what a "crush means"

"Oh God," Lily chuckled, placing the elastic at the end of her braid. ''What did you say?''

''I told him 'crush' is when you like a person as more than just a friend. But not the way I like you, and that there's no problem with her kissing him on the cheek . It's could have been a simple friendly gesture and that he needn't pay any heed to what Dylan says,'' James shrugged. "Our son is growing up, and now the word 'crush' is being added to his vocabulary… When did we get old?"

"Oh, we're not old." Lily placed the book on the table beside the bed, turning off her lamp and lying down next to James, watching him with a smile on her face. "Do you remember our first kiss?"

‘’How can I forget? I was so embarrassed I thought I was going to die.” He shook his head, the memory making him shiver with the shame of his past self. ‘’You didn't help either,’’

"I didn’t help?"

"You just stood there like you were dead!" James said, feeling almost offended that she didn't remember how she'd been standing when he'd advanced on her.

''We were thrown off the sledge and fell atop each other during that stupid sledging race Sirius paired us up for. I was too busy worrying we were going to hurt! Sorry if I didn't realize you wanted to kiss me" Lily chuckled, putting a hand to James' face and caressing his skin, her green eyes gleaming with amusement, lit by the lamp on his bedside. "But I've wanted to kiss you all day, I just didn't expect you to even do it."

"I was so embarrassed," James chuckled, hugging his wife around the waist and pulling her closer to him. Lily tucked one leg between his, as she always did in winter when she was cold. '’I even told Sirius that I couldn't face you ever again'’

"You ran away from me before I had a chance to understand what had happened and could kiss you decently and like I had been thinking of doing since the beginning of that year."

"Have you been dreaming of me all this time, Evans?" James arched his eyebrows, a smirk on his face.

You looked good and had grown up , James. Quidditch did wonders for your physique, your voice had changed. Lily shrugged. "I couldn't help but fall in love, honestly."

‘’All for my beauty then? Nothing about my personality?” She chuckled, giving him a peck.

‘’Your personality has always been something I liked. It pissed me off sometimes, yes, but I wasn't an easy person either. You were so kind and funny, and all the times I laughed until my stomach hurt and I ran out of breath it was all because of you.” One more peck. '’ you really matured that year. And I knew with certainty I really liked you,'’

'’And I'm glad I convinced you to come over to my house that day, because Merlin knows when I would have the courage to kiss you,'’

‘’You speak as if it were a challenge,’’

James shrugged. '’For me it was, you scared me, and I didn't want to screw it up again… I was afraid of losing your friendship,'’

''If you hadn't kissed me, I would have,'' Lily admitted, touching his nose to hers, smiling lovingly and making his heart melt through his ribs as if it were the first time she had looked at him like that: with love. ‘'It was everything I wanted that day, I couldn't stop thinking about it… I think it's cute that Harry told you about it, by the way'’

"I thought so too," James smiled, kissing the tip of her nose and then her forehead. ''I love you,''

"I love you too, James," Lily hugged him, laying her head on his chest. ‘’I'm glad you kissed me that day, even though I didn't respond as you expected, it was the best kiss of my life... second only to the kiss you gave me after asking me to marry you"

"Thank God, because if no other kiss could beat this one, I'd be disappointed with myself."

"It's just because it was the first…" She shrugged. "You know Potter… I don't believe in soul mates, you know that, but if there really is any truth to it, you're mine" Lily lifted her head to look at him, grinning from ear to ear. James bent down and kissed her, feeling just as in love as he had that day when they were sixteen and fell off the sled after a risky maneuver, James getting on top of her through the fluffy, icy snow, quickly ducking his head and kissing her after looking to her perfect face, her green eyes and deep red hair against the white snow.