Unexpected

Chapter Twenty Three: Just Like That

Later that night Harry and Fleur emerged from the divination room still hot with sweat. 

They had been there for what seemed to be was days. But it was actually just 45 minuets in the room and around 15 extremely awkward minuets of coming back. Neither Harry nor Fleur mentioned on the way back that they had spent at least 45 minuets ripping each others faces off as if that were the last time they were meeting. They just kept walking ahead as fast as possible and pretended to be very interested in the paintings hung. But Harry was glad Fleur was making no attempt to talk. He did not honestly know what he would say? Something like "Hey You kissed me real good!" Obviously not.

When they finally reached the hospital wing, they found Lily and James sitting bolt upright in the bed and drinking the weird potion Madam Pomfrey had made for them.

Correction. They found Lily sitting bolt upright in the bed and making James drink the potion with her own bare hands! Merlin's pants, He must be dreaming! But he was not. Lily was actually helping James drink the potion and kept muttering soothing words at him as he struggled to not throw up at the very place but pour it all in.

"Come on James! Drink it all-Please? Oh that's just a quarter left. Maybe two! But no problem-just pour it all in! Think that you're drin-No, No, No. Drink it all, please. It will help you. You have to play Quidditch, right? Quidditch practice and stuff! Then you have to make Gryffindor win! N-" She stopped mid sentenced as she saw Harry and Fleur enter the room. "Harry! Fleur! I-I didn't notice you come in!" She mumbled, going red. Fleur chuckled. "Oh How would you? You were too busy with your Quidditch captain, weren't you?" She asked, grinning for the first time since the Divination class 'incident'. "Shut up..." Lily mumbled, going to the color of a red rose. "I-we-SORRY!" She exclaimed as James choked on his drink. 

Harry stared at her blankly. "What did you say?" He asked, not sure if he had heard her correct. "Oh Never Mind" Lily muttered, taking the glass away from an embarrassed looking James. "Erg-Hey Buddy!" James mumbled not looking at Harry in the eye.

Something had happened, Harry knew it. Something had happened between James and Lily while he had gone out with Fleur. Something which made Lily Evans blush badly and say Sorry to James Potter who in return didn't even look at Harry straight in they eye. And Harry knew that the 'something' was good. Even if James or Lily didn't like it. :/ 

No one said anything for a long long moment. James kept shuffling in his bed, looking uncomfortable. Lily kept looking around nervously like a bat was going to come and rip her head off or something. Fleur kept stealing looks at Harry and when she was caught, she would turn round and blush. And Harry through all of this looked like a stupid idiot not knowing exactly what to do. After fifteen more minuets of painful silence, Lily decided to break it for good.

"Look Harry and Fl-Wait a minuet. Hey Fleur whats that on your neck?"

Harry spun his head around and stared straight at the huge mark on Fleur's neck. She went the color of her lips and refused to speak anything for five more minuets. And even though in normal situations James had his mind as slow as a seaweed he seemed to understand this faster then lightning. He looked straight at Harry and smirked. Harry turned around, blushing almost as much as Fleur. Or maybe more. He had no idea. All he knew was that His Father, who was not his father yet and was sixteen had caught Harry red-handed with proof that he was 'snogging' a girl. But before he could make any smart Ass comments of his own Fleur pointed to an identical mark on Lily's neck. "And that is?" She trailed off, smirking. 

Now it was Lily's turn to turn the color of Radish. And James's chance not to look straight at Harry who was giving him the same I-know-what-you-did looks which James had been casting him seconds ago. When Finally James turned around to look at Harry, Harry made sure to cast him a smile. James returned it back almost immediately.

And just like that they became friends again.