Harry Potter:
Dance With Me
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Author:
Marina Kenobi
Summary:
Throughout the years, some things never change. This story details what happens when
James Potter continues to ask Lily Evans the same question, over their school
years and to the night that they died.
Spoilers:
Order of the
Feedback:
Good or bad, I like to know. Please
e-mail me at marina_kenobi@yahoo.com.
Rating:
PG
Category:
Romance/ Angst/ Humor
Disclaimer:
I didn’t create these characters, nor do I own them. That’s J.K. Rowling’s
territory. She lives in 
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Second Year
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“I
dare you.”
James
Potter had heard that phrase often enough from his best friend, Sirius Black,
that warning bells should have started in his head. Unfortunately, the twelve-year-old
hadn’t been paying enough attention.
“What, Sirius?”
His
partner-in-many-crimes grinned and gestured vaguely towards the center of the
room, where the Gryffindor Quidditch celebration was
in full swing. “I dare you to
ask a girl to dance with you.”
James
looked at him like he was crazy.
“Why?”
Sirius
opened his mouth to reply when their roommates and good friends Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew wandered into the conversation.
“Don’t
tell me you’re trying to understand Sirius’s mind,” Remus
commented wryly.
“No,
James here is just trying to work his way out of a dare,” Sirius replied
cheerfully.
“Ooo, what is it?” Peter asked excitedly.
“Our
boy James needs to ask one of those lovely girls to dance—in victory, of
course,” Sirius reported, grey eyes sparkling.
“So,
who’s the lucky girl?” Remus asked James.
The
black-haired boy glanced around the room until his gaze landed on a
familiar-looking head of red hair bent over a book. His cheeks got slightly red, but he
asked Remus, “Do you think Evans would still remember the incident with
the purple hair at the end of last year?”
The
corner of Remus’s mouth quirked, but he
replied, “She’s stopped glaring at us all the time, so it’s
possible.”
James
stood up, nodded to his friends, and went over to where Lily Evans appeared to
be quite oblivious to any type of celebration occurring around her. In order to capture her attention, James
felt it quite necessary to take her book away. Almost immediately two green eyes
snapped up to meet James’s gaze.
“Please
give me my book back, Potter,” she requested, grabbing for her book at
the same time.
“I
will if you dance with me, Evans,” James replied smoothly, keeping the
book safely out of her reach.
The
redhead laughed at James.
“Dance with you in order to let you pull off some other
prank? Sorry, I happen to like my
red hair just the way it is.”
And with a triumphant look upon her face, she managed to snatch her book
away.
James
shrugged and went back to his friends.
They were watching him carefully.
“Remus
was wrong,” he offered finally.
“She still remembers the purple hair.”
All four
boys started laughing, then turned their attention to a
game of Exploding Snap that Sirius offered up. On the other end of the Common Room,
Lily Evans returned to her book with a smile on her face.
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