#athena writes march micros | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 12 - Indulge | Jily Microfic March

Thank you @jilymicrofics for the wonderful prompt. This is the one that inspired them all xx

Read on AO3 | 2,061 words

Smut warning : )

The benefit of being Head Girl, Lily mused, was indulging in the prefects bathroom at 2am on winter break while the rest of the castle was sound asleep.

The whole room smelt of lavender and Lily could feel it diffuse deep in her lungs as she inhaled the steam that hung around her like a soft cloud.

She sighed as she dipped her head back against her towel and let her legs float up into the bubbles, wiggling so her periwinkle painted toes peaked out of the water.

Inside the bath there was no mess. Lily could shed her worries and focus on the warmth of the water and the scent of the bubbles. Because outside this room, there was a lot of mess.

Lily may have first sailed across the smooth Black Lake to Hogwarts as a naive first year, eager to please her teachers and learn about the newly discovered world, but the lake had turned choppy and dangerous and Lily felt like she might capsize and drown at any moment. Her assignments were certainly more complex, she was confused over whether she should pursue charms or potions for her Mastery…whether she should choose either of them at all, really.

Lily knew a muggle born in this climate would not succeed at the ministry. But leaving? That felt like giving up a piece of herself she hadn't discovered until eleven, but was nevertheless a part she held sacred.

And James . He may have been a thorn in her side for six years, but this year? He'd been nothing but kind…attentive…reliable.

Lily had to admit he’d grown up.

And there lay the confusion: because she may have been lying to her friends for months, but Lily knew, in the sanctuary of her own mind, that she could admit she was attracted to James Potter.

She hadn't noticed it at first. Her attraction had hit her as suddenly as a summer thunderstorm.

It was too bad he had stopped asking her out this year, really.

Lily was pulled from her thoughts as she heard the door creak open and heavy footsteps echoed on the stone floor.

Lily pushed off the wall and grabbed her wand.

She wasn't the naive first year anymore .

“James” she said in surprise as a familiar silhouette rounded the corner.

He skidded to a stop, frozen and staring at her like a deer caught in headlights.

She would have called him out on it if she hadn’t been staring herself.

He’d clearly just come in from a fly. His broom hung from his hand and his hair was windswept in such a way that Lily wanted to run her hands through it and snog him. His tracksuit pants slug low over his hips and Lily could make out a small line of his toned stomach as his hand automatically jumped to his hair upon seeing her.

A nervous habit, Lily now knew.

She was making him nervous .

She felt a rush of power run through her even though she'd just lowered her wand.

“Um sorry” James said his hand moving up as if to cover his eyes, though his hazel gaze seemed unable to break the way it was locked on her. “I…ummm…yeah…came in from fly…and wanted a bath…obviously you're here…not that I wouldn't want a bath with you…I mean oh Merlin”

“Is James Potter lost for words?” Lily questioned, smirking up at him.

He looked back at her, eyes wide at the teasing, husky tone her voice seemed to have taken.

His eyes darted down to where Lily knew her breasts were barely covered by the bubbles. His tongue darted out to run along his lips and Lily was overcome with the sudden urge to run her own tongue along his lips.

“You always take my breath away Lil” he said wading deeper into the intimate moment Lily seemed to have created “I just normally say something stupid instead of stumbling all over my words”

He admitted shuffling his feet, his gaze now on the floor.

Lily felt her stomach flip at that particular confession and thought back over the years. Was that why, all along ? She thought she might be teetering on the edge of a cliff about to glimpse something wonderful.

Could he….

Lily found she wanted his hazel eyes back on hers, instead of boring into the stone floor.

She leaped.

“James” she whispered, her voice so soft she wondered if she’d have to repeat herself.

But his head snapped up immediately as if she’d shouted.

“Do you want to get in?” Lily asked, her hands clenching with nerves under the water, unseen.

Lily was thankful James had such an expressive face so she could read his reaction before he said anything.

She saw his eyes widen in surprise, his pupils dilate in arousal, and his fiddling hand betrayed his nerves. Shock and hope settled on his features as he stared at her.

“Yeah?” James asked, eyes seeking hers.

“Yes” Lily reassured him letting a slow smile creep over her lips.

He stepped forward before hesitating, suddenly looking pained “Lily I can’t just shag you” he said “are you…I need…what are you saying?”

“James Potter lost for words again?” Lily asked, though this time her tone was much softer “I don't just want to shag you James” she said softly, surely. “I want all of you” she clarified when he remained silent.

“I want all of you too” he said clearing his throat as he looked up at her and she was surprised to see his eyes were wet. “I just thought I'd missed my chance”

“Well you might if you don't get in here” Lily teased pushing herself slightly up so the water settled at her waist.

“Fuck” she heard James mutter under her breath and felt a smug sort of satisfaction wash over her.

She didn't think she’d ever seen someone move so fast to get in a bath. She almost asked him to slow down so she could admire the ripple of his muscles as he lowered himself into the bath.

But it seemed more than the water slowed him down once he was in. Whether he was tentative about the moment that had been building for years, or nervous about what might come, Lily couldn't tell, but he moved slowly, reverently as if he might wake from a dream when his skin touched hers.

“Your glasses are going to get wet” she whispered, the unfiltered thought leaving her mouth before she had the chance to edit it.

James huffed an incredulous soft laugh that tugged at Lily’s heart strings. “I can't take them off” he said “Merlin, Lily, I need to be able to see you” he grinned bashfully at her, before dipping his head.

Lily felt a hot flush start at her collarbone and spread up to her face. By the soft exhale that escaped James’ parted lips she suspected it might have crept even lower.

“You're beautiful” he murmured, finally close enough she could touch him.

“You're beautiful too” Lily returned honestly, letting her eyes sweep over his top half once more before lingering at where the water lapped at his hips, hidden beneath, a part of him she'd only caught a quick glimpse of when he hopped in.

She thought her flush may have grown darker when she tore her gaze away to meet his eyes once more.

Lily felt an involuntary shudder run through her body. She'd never had someone look at her quite like that before.

She felt his breath stop momentarily when her fingers grazed his chest, only to become more sure in their place when he blew out a deep trembling breath and stepped closer to her.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispered.

Lily felt her own breath hitch as she nodded and his face softened before he dipped his head.

Lily used the grip she had on his abdomen as balance to lean up and meet him.

He kissed her softly and tenderly, as if they were both testing the waters instead of having flung themselves fully naked in a bath together.

She couldn't have held the soft sigh of contentment she released if she'd tried.

She was happy she never tried because her sigh seemed to propel James closer to her, his hands now firm and sure on her waist.

Lily pulled at his bottom lip gently, eliciting a delicious moan from deep in his chest before pulling back slightly.

Their kiss had been soul soothing and gentle, full of the tenderness and trust they'd built up over the years.

And Lily would look back on that kiss as one of the sweetest moments they'd had.

But right now she was burning for him and she needed him to be sure, so they could burn together.

“More James” she said, her voice low, her lips inches from him.

“I'm afraid if I push too hard this dream is going to shatter” James whispered, staring at her his eyes unguarded and vulnerable in his confession.

“This isn't a dream James” Lily said, her arms meeting behind his back. “I'm not going anywhere. I’m on fire for you and I’m going to combust if you don’t-

His lips interrupted her reasoning with a fierceness that had Lily catching her breath. His hands pulled her closer to him, and started to trace every inch of her like he was trying to commit her to memory.

Lily wondered if she’d find scorch marks left on her skin where his fingers blazed hot against her.

“Merlin yes James” she moaned long and low as she tried to return the kiss with equal ferocity.

Lily may have been embarrassed about how ready she was for him, if he hadn't let out a growl that sent her shivering when his fingers discovered her dripping.

But she didn't have room for doubt: not with the sound he let out just beside her ear and the hard feel of him pressing against her hip.

She was surprised when he stopped her hand as she moved to encircle him, to drive him to an unthinking mess like he was doing to her.

“You can't touch me” his low voice spoke against her lips, his eyes shining as he broke their latest set of kisses “I need to last. I want to be inside you”

“I want you inside me too” Lily whispered, her body aching for him, her magic crackling against her skin as his fingers moved again to drive her over into the sweet abyss of bliss.

When she came, James broke away to watch her and she tried to capture the hazy, hungry, tender look on his face before he leaned in to kiss her.

Lily wondered how they could have possibly made it through the whole year without this when she felt him pressed up against her entrance.

He paused, and Lily whined, moving her hips to try and encase him.

He groaned, helpless to do anything but sink into her.

“Lily wait” he whispered, looking pained at the stillness he held.

Her answering noise of protest had his lips quirking, but he cupped her face and his hazel eyes blazed into hers.

“Lily I love you” he said softly, with the sureness of a thousand times.

Lily felt her own eyes prickle as a smile burst across her face “I love you too” she laughed, before moaning as he sunk impossibly deeper.

His hands were under her, moving her with his hips as he backed them against the wall of the tub. His fingers dug into the flesh of her as he bottomed out, his tongue circling her peaked nipples until her own hand crept down to give herself release.

And as she came down from her second peak, James pressed himself impossibly close, his thrusts becoming smaller and deeper inside her.

“Lils can… fuck …can”

“Cum inside me James” Lily demanded, suspecting the question he was wrestling to get out.

“ Fuck ” he repeated as he stuttered inside her and Lily felt the warm release of him fill her.

Her lips sought his immediately, letting him catch his breath between slow kisses.

So Lily may have indulged in a bit more than bubbles and warmth. But Merlin, James Potter was impossible to resist and Lily wanted to indulge in him every day for the rest of her life.

#jily fic #jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #jily smut #jily love #prefects bath #athena writes march micros #microfic march #smutty oneshot #athena's library #athena's microfics #athena's smut

76 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 30 - Wine | Jily Microfic

@jilymicrofics - second to last one!!!

Read on AO3 | 886 words

This fic takes place after "Oak" which you can read here.

Lily glanced at her husband, admiring the way his forearms flexed as he poured them both a bottle of wine.

It had become a tradition of sorts, ever since they’d met over a bottle.

Not that it had been a meeting of coincidence - Euphemia Potter didn’t like to leave important moments to flimsy things like circumstance. But after their first year together, they’d always made a toast on this day. And today marked four years .

Lily’s stomach knotted with anticipation as James glanced up.

“Four years together, two years married,” he said raising his glass to toast her.

Lily left her glass on the table.

“I can’t toast you love,” she said, biting her lip to keep from grinning.

James looked adorably confused at that announcement, his own glass returning to the original place on the counter.

“What’s the matter beautiful?” he asked, concern furrowing his brow as stepped towards her, his arms finding the familiar place on her hips.

“Nothing James,” she answered truthfully “I just can’t drink wine.”

She saw the moment it hit him. The moment the slight frown on his forehead and concerned eyes underwent metamorphosis to a wide-eyed, cheek-hurting smile of happiness.

“You’re pregnant?” he confirmed in a whisper, as if afraid his voice would shatter the reality.

“We’re having a baby,” Lily answered, her own smile stretching wide to match his.

James let out something between a laugh and a sob as he drew her into a hug. Lily felt the wet press of their cheeks and reached up to wipe his tears only to realise they were both crying.

“You’re going to be an amazing mum,” James murmured into her ear.

“Well then this baby is going to be very lucky with two great parents, because his dads pretty amazing too,” Lily answered, melting into his hug.

“Do you think Remus and Sirius are going to have a tiff over who gets to be godfather?” James grinned.

“I think Remus already knows…or at least has a suspicion,” Lily admitted. “I haven’t told either of them anything, because obviously I wanted to tell you first,” she said, pausing with a smile as she tilted her head up at him, their chests still pressed together from their hug.

James delayed her next sentence by swooping down for a swift peck.

“But I’m pretty sure he caught me dumping the champagne out last night,” Lily continued, biting her lip. “And then I saw him eyeing my boobs and we both know he’s not checking them out.”

“Where were you dumping your champagne?” James laughed, leaning his forehead down to touch hers.

“In the plant” Lily giggled “If it dies, that’s why.”

James snorted, before gently moving his hands up to cup her breasts.

“I hadn’t noticed them change,” he muttered, looking like the absence of him picking up on a change in Lily’s body was a criminal offence.

“They haven’t yet,” Lily reassured him. “It’s still very early - but you know Dr Remus, I bet he was just checking for all the signs.”

“You were very sensitive the other night,” James hummed, his eyes sparkling mischievously as he brushed his fingers over where here nipples lay beneath her shirt.

Lily shuddered.

“Remus wouldn’t know that,” Lily said coyly. “That’s something only you could know”

“Now I know what to look out for next time,” James said quietly, his hands moving down to the small of her back and pulling her into his chest again.

Next time. Lily liked the sound of that.

“One kid at a time,” she teased, but her eyes must’ve given her away because James smiled knowingly and drew her into a long kiss.

When she had to come up for a breath, she paused. “How should we tell your mum?”

“I have an idea” James murmured before capturing her lips again.

One kid at a time. But certainly no harm in practising .

“Fleamont, can you get the door darling?” Euphemia called as she stepped into the mud room, tulips in her hands and a smudge of dirt of her cheek.

She hummed softly as she heard the soft steps of her husband making his way to the entrance, but she shucked her shoes off much quicker when she heard the light voice of her daughter-in-law laugh.

“Lily! James!” she said making her way around to greet them. “We weren’t expecting you”. She paused after releasing them from her long hug and looked closer. There was something different about them, Euphemia mused, there was a light in their eyes and a secret in the smile they exchanged. What was–

Her train of thought was cut off as her son answered her.

“No, but we have something for you, so we wanted to drop by” her son answered, handing her a bottle.

Euphemia glanced down where her hand had automatically come up to receive the gift.

It wasn’t just any bottle. It was the same wine Euphemia had sent her son on a chase for, four years ago. And…

Oh.

“ Fleamont ” she breathed, her hand coming to her heart.

She felt her husband move to her side so he could see what had caused such a reaction from his unflappable wife.

Dear Grandma,

Thank you for bringing my parents together. I can’t wait to meet you this summer.

#jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #euphemia potter #fleamont potter #baby harry #jily microfic #jily au #jily love #jily moments #jily fluff #jily pregnancy #athenasparrow #athena writes march micros #we're almost there #athena's library #athena's microfics

70 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 13 - Key | Jily March Micros

Thank you @jilymicrofics for the prompt list : ))))

Read on AO3 | 384 words

“That was the best wakeup ever” Lily murmured, her fingers tickling the base of his scalp.

She let herself sink into the post-orgasm haze that surrounded her. James’ body felt warm on top of her chest and hot at the point where he remained inside her.

“You feel amazing” he answered sleepily, nuzzling into her neck.

“You did say that a few times” Lily smirked, a ghost of a smile creeping across her face as her eyes remained closed.

“I wish we could stay here all day” James sighed into her neck, his breath warm as it brushed against her skin and sent a shiver down her spine.

“Me too. It’s too bad we have jobs, really” Lily agreed, turning her head to find his cheek and planting a soft kiss on his warm skin.

“After we get those pesky jobs out of the way do you want to come over again?” James asked hopefully.

“You know I’d love to” Lily answered “I’ll just grab some clothes from mine and meet you here. What time are you finishing?”

“Not too late” James said, hovering over her as he gently pulled out of her.

“Thanks” she said as he passed her a tissue.

Lily kissed his hip as he leaned over her to reach into his bedside table.

He returned her kiss on the lips when he moved back beside her. Lily could feel his fingers moving in a nervous rhythm where he held her and opened her eyes to meet his gaze.

He was nervous. She could see it in the way his eyes darted between hers.

“I was hoping maybe you’d like to grab more than a set of clothes?” James said, moving something cold into her hand.

Lily broke his gaze to look down and felt her breath hitch.

A key.

“Is this? Are you?” she stumbled, biting her lip as she glanced up at him.

“Yeah.” James said tugging her closer “I can’t get enough of you. I love you. Do you want to move in?”

Lily felt energetic happiness push the orgasmic state she was in aside as the joy travelled in tingles throughout her body.

“Yes James. I’ll move in” she said leaning in to find his lips.

She could feel his grin stretch against her lips as she kissed him.

#jily #lily evans #james potter #jple #athenasparrow #jily au #jily love #jily microfic #athena writes march micros #james has a question #lazy mornings #athena's library #athena's microfics

67 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 20 - Old | Jily Micro March

Thank you for the prompt @jilymicrofics 😘

Summary: In which Euphemia isn't the only one in the family who can incite shenanigans : )

Read on AO3 | 1533 words

WhatsApp Chat

Private : Lily Evans, Kingsley Shaklebolt

Kingsley Shacklebolt : So how did it go?

And I need to know immediately bc not sure what to buy...

Ice cream to cheer you up?

A bottle of wine to drown your sorrows?

Boxing gloves to kick some ass?

Lily Evans : Can I choose all of them?

Kingsley Shacklebolt: That bad?

Lily Evans : And worse : (

You should be lucky you found a nice man.

They’re all gone.

Not a single good one left!

Two bottles of wine?

Kingsley Shacklebolt: I did snag a good one ; )

There are still a few out there Lils! We will find you one.

Two bottles? Easy peasy lemon squeezy

Lily Evans: Doubt it

Yes two, to fix my current state: stressed, depressed lemon zest

Or simply wallow in it.

Haven’t decided yet.

------------------------------------

WhatsApp Chat

Private: Lily Evans, Alice Longbottom

Alice Longbottom : Hi Darling!

I told him to wave to his godmother, but apparently pesky motor function isn’t happening yet.

Lily Evans: You don’t know how much you just brightened my day! Look at those chubby cheeks!

Don’t insult my godsons motor skills - he’s only three months old.

He’s got the best motor skills ever. Give him big kisses.

Alice Longbottom: Why does your day need brightening? Are you alright?

There’s a reason you’re his favourite.

Oh look, that sort of looks like a wave

Lily Evans : Nothing to worry about, just another bad date

King is coming over late to help me wade through the “grief”

He’s bringing lots of wine.

I’m fine really, this dating life is just getting quite old, you know?

I might just take a break from it all.

That’s totally a wave Xxxxxxx

Alice Longbottom: Oh you poor thing : (

That sounds amazing, I am jealous of you Lily!

Eh I feel that, but once the right one comes around it won’t feel so tedious, I promise x

Want to come over this weekend and see Neville?

Lily Evans: You better be right Al!

You know I do.

I’ll bring lunch : )

------------------------------------

WhatsApp Chat

Private: Petunia Dursley, Lily Evans

Petunia Dursley: <attachment>

Please choose a gift from my list for my birthday

Don’t use red wrapping paper, it’s hideous

Lily Evans : Red paper coming right up See you Saturday Tuney.

------------------------------------

WhatsApp Group Chat

Members: Kingsley Shacklebolt, Blake Rathborne, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin

Remus Lupin: Does anyone happen to have an extra wallet with their stuff from last night?

Blake Rathborne: Nope, nothing here sorry

Didn’t think you’d leave your wallet in your pocket Remus.

Gay clubs get a bit handsy

Sirius Black: Remus loves it when I get handsy with him ; )

Remus Lupin: That is irrelevant since it wasn’t, in fact, my wallet

James’ is missing.

Kingsley Shacklebolt: Well that makes more sense.

Straight men, honestly.

Sirius Black: LOL

Remus Lupin: ????

I’m going to assume nobody knows about it then??

I’ll email lost and found at the club on the off chances it turns up.

And break the news to James that he’ll have to cancel his credit cards.

Kingsley Shacklebolt: Posh bastard.

------------------------------------

WhatsApp Chat

Private: Sirius Black, Kingsley Shacklebolt

Kingsley Shacklebolt: Did you post it?

Sirius Black: Yup Did it this morning

Should arrive over the weekend

Can’t give Remus time to get suspicious

WhatsApp Group Chat

Members: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter

Sirius Black: Rise and shine sleepy heads

Good news Prongs, found your wallet

James Potter: After all that shit you gave me last night you have it?

Remus Lupin: That’s great. I’ll call the club when they open and tell them to ignore my email

Sirius Black: Found, not have

Club has posted it to you

Remus Lupin: A club we live fifteen minutes away from has posted us something?

James Potter: lol yeah, I’ll just go grab it now

Sirius Black: dunno too late I think

Said they’d posted it

James Potter: Okay fine

But with my wallet gone, you’re buying me lunch Padfoot

Sirius Black: I’ll be there in 10

------------------------------------

WhatsApp Chat

Private: Lily Evans, unknown

Lily Evans: Hello! Realise this may seem a bit random, but I think someone just accidentally mailed me your wallet by mistake?

I hope this is the right phone number, but if it’s not and you know a “James Potter” could you send through his contact details please? - Lily

Unknown: Oh, hello Lily! Yes, I’m James. So sorry about that not sure how it happened.

I can come by and pick it up?

A relief to know where it is.

Unless you’re not comfortable with me coming

I can meet you somewhere

Or feel free to leave it on a bench or something

Hmm, that sounded like a drug deal

*Unknown number changed to James Potter

Lily Evans: You can come by, it’s fine

I’m sure we can manage without the drug deal

This is me <maps.google.com/droppedpin>

James Potter: But what if I’m a serial killer???

I’ve always wanted to be part of an illicit drug drop

I’m pretty sure my mum would murder me though

But might be a rather exhilarating experience

I’m on my way

I am happy to meet on the street if you’re more comfortable!

Lily Evans: I’m pretty certain serial killers don’t announce themselves like that

And wouldn’t suggest public spaces for meetings

And lol, wouldn’t you be into killing men anyways?

Incase you didn’t know, I’m a woman,

Unless your sexuality has arisen from a deep-seeded hatred for women?

Exhilarating for a moment maybe, I’m sure the night spent in jail would bring the excitement right down.

Neighbours are moving today so just come on up.

Apartment 526

James Potter: What? I’m lost now

Lily Evans: What??

James Potter: Why would I be into killing men or hate women?

I’m in your lobby

I’m coming up

Lily Evans: Because of the sexual aspect of serial killers?

You know? Because you’re gay you would kill men???

James Potter: I think there’s been a misunderstanding here

I’m not gay

Hold on I’m on your floor

Is it okay if I come to your door?

Cut for eventual smut

Lily frowned at her phone and moved to her entrance, grabbing the package from the console and heaving the door open.

She glanced to right to see a a very fit man with ruffled curly hair, black jeans and bright hazel eyes that danced behind his square glasses.

A very gorgeous man who was apparently not gay.

“Hi” she called “I’m just over here”

He threw a lopsided grin at her and started making his way over.

“I’m Lily” she said extending her hand and smiling at him when he reached her door.

“James. As you already know” he said grinning ruefully.

“Not gay James” Lily corrected him, biting her lip as a laugh bubbled out of her.

“Yes. Why did you think that?” James said, his brow furrowed “I’ve never been told I give off a gay vibe”

“You don’t” Lily said “but…well…look” she extended the postmarked package his wallet had arrived in.

“What?” he said glancing down at it.

“Well, the return address is a gay club” she said laughing “I’m sorry I made assumptions, but”

“Oh yeah right, of course” James said laughing awkwardly “nope, definitely straight, just there with my mates”

“It’s a fun club” Lily agreed “my friend Kingsley loves it. Used to go there every weekend when he was single”

“Kingsley Shacklebolt?” James asked suddenly.

“Yeah, that’s him!” Lily said smiling “I think he was there this last weekend with his boyfriend. Did you meet him?”

“Yeah, I’m Sirius Black’s brother”

“Oh I have heard about you. I suppose I just didn’t put the dots together” Lily said smiling at him. God, he was fit .

A clap of thunder alerted Lily to the fact that the sky had suddenly decided to open and her sofa was about to get drenched.

“Shit” she cursed running to yank the window closed.

It was easier when a second pair of joined, helping her move the old window back to latch closed.

Lily felt her breath hitch as she registreed the hot press of his body against hers.

He seemed to realise he was flush against her.

“Sorry” he said hastily, stepping back to create distance between them.

Lily suddenly felt overwhelmingly hot even though the cool thunderstorm had blown in a draft.

Her eyes flicked over his soft lips where his tongue darted out nervously. Lily had the sudden urge to taste him. She pulled her gaze away to meet his own, only to notice it was darker than when they’d last locked eyes.

Fuck.

Lily wasn’t even aware she’d moved, but her mind came back into her body at the sizzling feel his lips left on hers.

He was delicious.

She fought the moan he pulled out of her, before giving in when his warm hand slipped under her shirt.

“Shit, you sound amazing” James murmured.

Lily lost herself in his lips until his hand traced a questioning circle around her thigh and she became aware enough of her surroundings that she realised they’d migrated to the couch.

As she pleaded with him to touch her, a faraway thought crossed her mind.

Perhaps dating wasn’t getting old after all.

#jily au #jily #james potter #lily evans #jple #jily love #jily fic #jily microfic #athenasparrow #athena writes march micros #sirius black #remus lupin #Effie is not the only schemer in the family #jily fluff #athena's library #athena's microfics #athena's smut

56 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 17 - Mouse | Jily Micro March

I couldn't get the rhyme out of my head @jilymicrofics lol.

Read on AO3 | 200 words

“Five little mice on the pantry floor. This little mouse peeked behind the door” Lily read as Harry batted at the page with his chubby hand.

It was a warm summer evening and the small family sat on the floor of the nursery, letting the night air filter a cool breeze in.

“This little mouse nibbled at the cake” James interrupted, scooping Harry up and pretending to take a nibble out of him.

Lily let a soft smile spread over her face as she watched Harry try to squirm his way out of his fathers arms and away from his tickles.

“This little mouse not a sound did make?” Lily said dubiously looking at her giggling son “sure seems like a lot of sounds coming from our little mouse”

“I’m not a mouse, I’m a Lion” Harry said, puffing up his little chest with all the indigence a toddler could muster.

“A Lion?” Lily said exchanging a look with James before biting her lip to keep her laughter in.

“Yeah. Raaaahhhhhh” he shouted opened his mouth in the least intimidating roar Lily had ever witnessed.

“Definitely Gryffindor, that one” James smirked, his hazel eyes laughing as he glanced her way.

#jily #jily microfic #jple #james potter #lily evans #jily fic #jily fluff #jily love #baby harry #jily moments #athena writes march micros #athenasparrow #athena's library #athena's microfics

56 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

N0. 25 - Photograph | Jily Microfic

@jilymicrofics the "blushing over breakfast" fic is here!

@tiffanytoms here's the whole chocolate and smut combo xx

Read on AO3 | 3k

The cut for smut is here because the entire fic is smutty ; )

However well James Potter knew Lily Evans, she could still be an unpredictable witch.

She took great pleasure in catching him unaware, she always had.

In their years as rivals it has been by beating him in wit. Now that they were together, her surprises had taken a seductive turn. He should have known Lily Evans would be a tease.

James honestly wasn't sure how he had survived this long. It was going to be rather embarrassing when they named his cause of death at his funeral.

Perhaps he should have been more suspicious when an owl landed on the breakfast table, a small square package hanging from its talons. But James was the trusting sort, and so he took the box without hesitation.

He paid no heed to Sirius’ story as he lazily undid the simple bow, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

This was his second mistake.

The pumpkin juice ejected from his mouth hitting Peter square in the face as James slammed the top of the package closed. He could feel the flush crawling up his neck and over his face.

Remus turned, an eyebrow raised at the display, while Sirius’ face was slowly morphing into glee as he glanced between James and the box.

And then the cause of it all arrived at the table. Her vibrant hair seemed to glow in the early morning light; cascading down her back in loose waves that James ached to run his hands through. James’ eyes wandered over the freckles that dusted her nose and cheeks, taking in the green eyes that sparkled with mischief. And, oh god, her lips. She smiled at him and he might have mistaken it for a sweet sort of smile if he couldn’t read the wickedness that was in her eyes. Her lips were full and plump, coated with one of the muggle glosses she wore that James knew tasted like cherry.

“Morning James,” she said sunnily as she took out her wand, cleaning Peter in an instant.

James found he didn't have a response. He was much too captivated by the way she spoke, the fluidity with which she moved. It all seemed effortless when he was struggling to even breathe.

It seemed it didn't matter, for she continued the conversation without him.

“A package! Did you get a present, James?” Lily said, raising one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows at him.

Merlin, this bloody witch.

James settled for nodding since he was unsure he would be able to speak without croaking.

“What’s the matter Potter?” Lily said grinning wickedly at him. “Did you not like your present?

“Merlin Lily, you sent me a naked photograph,” James hissed across the table, finding his voice after a quick glance around to ensure no one but his friends were listening

“I wasn't naked James,” Lily corrected blithely as she snagged a strawberry off of his plate, smirking as his eyes zeroed in when her lips pursed around it “I was wearing chocolate.”

James gaped at her as Sirius snorted into his porridge.

“If you don't like it, I can take it back,” Lily said, her fingers walking slowly across the table towards the box. “I suppose I'll have to return the chocolate I got from Honeydukes too” she said, faking a regretful sigh, moving her perfect lips into a playful pout.

James felt his hand yank the box back towards him. “A bottle of chocolate?” he choked, staring at his girlfriend as he felt all of his blood rush south.

“Mmhmm” she said, winking at him before turning on her heel and starting towards the door.

Yup. No doubt about it. Lily Evans was a complete and utter tease.

“You coming?” she called, tossing her hair to look back over her shoulder and James shot out of his chair, the boxed photograph placed strategically in front of his crotch as he tried to walk towards her like nothing was amiss.

“He’ll be coming alright” he heard Sirius mutter to Remus.

-----------------------------------

Lily swallowed a laugh as she made her way through the corridors, confident James would find her when he caught up. He'd figure out the Room of Requirement was her destination. Nothing else was up this way in the castle. And if he couldn’t deduct this, perhaps because all of his blood was elsewhere, he always had that handy map.

But even though she was expecting him, she still let out a gasp of surprise as strong arms grabbed her, slamming her body into the corridor wall. Her back thudded against the stone wall of the castle and her body thrummed at the feeling of his magic close to hers.

“Can I help you?” Lily purred, smirking up at her boyfriend as he towered over her, his body pressed firmly against her.

“You know exactly what I want,” James said harshly, his hands digging into her waist.

“Did my little present get you all worked up James?” Lily asked lasciviously, canting her hips to grind against the delightful bulge in his pants.

He did an impressive job of swallowing the moan that Lily knew travelled up his throat.

“You are a fucking tease Lily Evans,” he growled at her, his words exhaling onto her lips as he held his head just out of kissing distance.

“What are you going to do about it?” Lily challenged, tilting her head up to meet his gaze.

She saw James’ eyes darken and his hands tighten their already firm grip. He opened his mouth to answer, before snapping it shut, hesitating.

Huh. That was new. What could he…

“Do you want to punish me, James?” She asked wickedly, leaning in so their lips brushed teasingly.

She felt the answer in the throb between his legs before she saw it on his face.

Oh. He did.

Her playful question seemed to have given James the confidence that she was into it, which she definitely was, and his eyes looked nearly black as he tugged her into the room of requirement, shoving her against the door to shut it.

“What’s your safe word?” He demanded as soon as he was flush against her again.

“I don't want a safe word” Lily whispered. “Go ahead and dominate me James.”

“Fuck. Are you sure?” He whispered, his eyes turning tender as he searched her face.

“Does this feel like I'm sure?” Lily said huskily, taking his hand and guiding it from her hips to under her skirt.

His hand didn’t need more encouragement as it slipped up to the apex of her thighs.

“Where are your knickers?” James choked, his fingers moving in a delicious swipe of her wetness.

She was soaked.

“I thought they’d just get in the way,” she answered. “I trust you James. You can do whatever you want to me”

That seemed to snap the modicum of restraint James had been holding on to and he cursed, smashing his lips against hers in a lip-bruising kiss before spinning her around so he was pressed against her back.

Lily’s eyes widened in surprise as she took in the room around her.

The king bed was dressed in black silk sheets with pieces of silk floating out from the headboard.

Lily opened her mouth to ask him if he'd always wanted to tie her up, but it seemed her enthusiasm had boosted James’ confidence because his voice was commanding when he spoke.

“Go stand at the edge of the bed,” he ordered.

Lily’s feet carried her before her brain caught up, apparently determined to obey the low, commanding voice of her boyfriend. She felt heat travel up her legs and settle in her core as she felt James move behind her. His rough hands started a synchronised trail from her shoulders to the buttons on her blouse.

Lily moaned as he cupped her breasts, before his fingers scrunched the fabric and yanked her shirt open, sending her buttons flying across the bed.

“Did you wear this for me?” James asked huskily, running his thumb over her nipple as he explored the deep blue lace that encased her breasts.

“Yes,” Lily murmured, closing her eyes as she let herself get lost in the pleasure. “I had a matching pair of knickers but I was so wet thinking about you opening my present that I ruined them.”

Her lips curled smugly as James tensed behind her, but she wasn’t prepared for the sharp tweak to her nipple and she gasped. He yanked the material off, leaving her bare to his touch.

“Did you touch yourself?” he asked dangerously, as he pinched her nipple harder between his thumb and index finger.

“No,” Lily said honestly. “But I wanted to.”

“But?” James prodded, moving to her other nipple, leaving the other throbbing and sensitive.

“But I needed you,” Lily whispered.

She heard James swallow, before drawing a deep breath and stepping away from her, his arms dropping from around her.

“Take off your skirt and get on the bed,” he commanded, his tone steadier than Lily would have expected.

Lily hastened to obey, tingling with anticipation for his touch.

“On your knees,” he demanded as she made to lie down.

Lily felt a thrill run through her as she pushed herself back up to a four point kneel.

Having shucked off every stitch, she was completely bare and bent over for him. She was surprised at how much the anticipation excited her - she yearned for him to be equally bare behind her; to satisfy the ache between her legs.

It seemed James had other ideas; Lily felt a smooth material trace up her spine and shivered.

“Don’t touch it,” James commanded as he moved the blindfold over her eyes.

The darkness that encased her seemed to make every touch to her skin feel amplified.

She shivered as she felt the bindings from the headboard float down and encircle her wrists. She whined as she felt James’ rough, quidditch callused hand trace a line from her ankle to her hip.

She spread her legs – an open invitation if there ever was any – for him to sink into her.

But he resisted.

She felt the light touch of something that wasn’t his hand start to tickle her shoulder. It circled down her side and around her breast leaving a tantalising trail until it stopped at her nipple.

Lily whimpered, pulling against the bindings as her hips tried to find purchase.

“James,” she moaned. “Please touch me.”

She pleaded her encouragement but the feather light touch continued to her naval, around to her inner thigh, never quite to where she wanted it.

Fucking fuck.

“Please,” she whined, trying to thrust down to meet his hand she knew was guiding the feather. Her muscles were taut with frustration and she felt herself coil tighter and tighter with each brush he pursued. It seemed more and more likely with each passing second that she’d be able to summit her peak without the touch she was so desperately craving.

She could feel the hot trail of liquid running down her thighs, evidence of just how desperate she was for him.

James brought the feather around her hips to her entrance, running a teasing trail around her clit while his other hand came to cup her bum.

“Why did you send that photo?” James said roughly, gripping her bum harder to stop her hips from rutting against the feather.

“To give you a present,” Lily gasped, her mind cloudy with pleasure as he continued to tease her.

She squeaked in surprise when his hand suddenly came down in a stinging slap of her bum.

Her surprise was only furthered by the reaction between her legs. She tried to clench them together as an unmistakable moan escaped her lips.

She thought she heard a deep noise catch in James’ throat at her reaction.

“Why did you give it to me?” he repeated harshly, tormenting her clit with the feather as he soothed the area his hand had just smacked.

“I wanted to tease you,” Lily confessed in a gasp. “I wanted you hard and desperate and ready for me.”

“I was,” James said lowly. “I got hard as soon as I opened that box. I’ve been aching for you ever since.”

Lily heard a needy sound escape her throat at his confession. She could feel he was reaching the end of his tether and could taste her imminent orgasm.

Merlin, if he would only touch her.

She was balancing on the brink of pleasure, just waiting for him to give her one more nudge. Her heart was racing, her muscles tight and her skin hot and flushed. Every touch, every movement, every sensation was magnified and amplified, intensifying the pleasure he brought down on her.

“You’re so wet love,” James observed as his hand crept up her leg, collecting the juices that had spilled from her in arousal. “And you taste delicious.”

Lily felt a raw moan leave her. Fuck, if only he’d taste right from the source.

“Do you want to cum Lily?” he asked, his rough hands becoming firmer on her legs as one travelled between her thighs to stroke teasingly at her folds.

“Yes yes, merlin please,” Lily begged, trying to gain purchase on his hand.

“How desperate are you?” James demanded roughly, yanking one leg out so she was spread wide for him.

“So desperate,” Lily whined helplessly, her legs quivering in anticipation.

She cried out as he blew softly on her folds, his hot breath pushing her one step closer as it landed on the sensitive, swollen skin between her legs.

“Yes you are,” James murmured, moving under her.

“Merlin, fuck yes,” Lily pleaded.

“Tell me you want to cum,” James ordered.

“I want to cum, I want to cum” Lily babbled obediently, desperately rutting her hips, her eyes only seeing as far as the dark material of the blindfold.

“Cum,” James commanded before taking her clit between his lips, his tongue firm against her while he shoved three fingers inside her, curling them around to massage the quivering insides of her walls.

Lily let out a shattering moan as her body entered the heightened state of orgasm, coiling tighter and tighter until she snapped and the tingles of pleasure washed over her, setting her nerves on fire as she fluttered around his fingers and pressed her aching clit into his mouth.

His tongue kept moving against her, driving her into an oversensitive frenzy of pleas as he took every ounce of pleasure her body could give.

Lily wasn’t sure if she’d blacked out or time had just sped up because suddenly he was over her, her blind fold was ripped away and he was sucking behind her ear.

“Is that what you wanted?” he whispered hotly in her ear. “You wanted to cum?”

“Yes, thank you,” Lily breathed, the relief of being satisfied after hours of desperation felt like a warm glow around her.

“Don’t thank me yet,” James whispered, “I’m not done.”

Lily’s eyes shot open as he moved off her, reaching over to grab a bottle of —oh.

“You really liked the chocolate, huh?” Lily breathed as she watched him open the bottle.

“I think that’s a bit of an understatement,” James said, dropping one hand to grasp the prominent bulge straining between his legs.

And now Lily could appreciate what she hadn’t been able to see with her blindfold.

James’ face was beautifully flushed, his hair wild and his pants wet where evidence of his arousal protruded.

Lily felt her lips part as her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

Fuck, he looked good.

His eyes darkened as he caught her looking, his hand moving to rub himself as his eyes fluttered close.

“You have no idea how hard it was to resist when you were like that,” he confessed lowly.

“Can I see you?” Lily asked, biting her lip as she felt the telltale signs of arousal pool between her legs once more.

James paused, setting the chocolate down as he moved to unbutton his pants.

Lily bit her lip as he hissed while he unzipped, dipping his hand in to release himself from the confines of his trousers.

And fuck he looked desperate.

He was harder than Lily had ever witnessed, veins popping and the tip so red it was almost purple. Copious precum was smeared around the head of his cock from when it had been trapped in his underwear, his tip still visibly leaking.

“I want you,” Lily said plainly, unable to tear her eyes away from his quivering, hard cock.

“Almost,” James promised, looking pained but firm in his decision. “I want to lick this off you.”

Lily spread her legs without protest, displaying her swollen, wet folds – open and ready for him.

James grunted and moved the bottle to drizzle chocolate over her. Lily gasped as the cool liquid hit her breasts, her belly and she arched up when he got to her clit.

James took his time, tracing his tongue on the path the chocolate had created and by the time he reached her centre, she was begging for it once again.

“Mmm,” James hummed as he took a leisurely lick up her wet folds. His tongue felt hot, a contrast to the cooler chocolate and the double sensation made Lily arch up into him, her eyes fluttering closed.

His tongue swirled around her entrance before moving up to her clit, nipping at it before running soothing circles around as his fingers slipped into her.

She was so wet she could hear every movement he made with his hand.

His other hand clenched firmly at the flesh of her bum and he moaned deeply into her, burying his face between her legs.

Lily tugged at her binds, desperate to reach down and touch his head, but she couldn’t get free. His enjoyment in pleasuring her had always turned her on, but Lily didn’t think she’d ever reached this height of arousal before.

It only peaked further when she caught a glimpse of the evidence he was enjoying himself.

The sight of his aching hardness leaking a stream of precum so long it pooled on the sheet below him had her legs tremble and her hips snap up to chase her release.

James moved his head to look up at her in surprise. It was very quick. But he recovered from his surprise quickly, adjusting his pace to set her off while his fingered curled inside her.

Lily’s second orgasm came crashing over her, her clit raw as he licked her down from her high.

Barely, recovered, her eyes were pulled back to where he throbbed, unbearably aroused by her climax.

“Untie me James,” she begged. “I want to taste you.”

He groaned, waving his hand so the silks evaporated into thin air. Lily wobbled as she got to her knees, weak from the pleasure that had just wracked her.

She grabbed his hip to keep herself steady as she bent to run her tongue along his tip, tasting him.

“Gahh,” James groaned, hands fisting in her hair as he pushed forward.

Lily opened her mouth wider to accommodate him, moaning around him as he hit the back of her throat.

She hallowed her cheeks, sucking as she moved with his hips, setting a furious pace that had James babbling within the minute.

She swept her gaze up to look at him and he moaned, staring down at her.

“I want to…fuck…I want to cum all over you,” he growled, his hands tight around her head.

Lily moaned her agreement as her hand crept up his leg to cup his full balls. She felt him jerk and moved her right hand to replace her mouth, while her left cupped her breast up for him as she dropped back. as she dropped back.

“Cum on me James,” she said huskily, her eyes on his.

He throbbed in her hand, strong spurts leaving his tip and decorating her body that had just been licked clean of chocolate.

“Fuck,” he moaned out as she continued stroking him, his eyes sweeping over her.

She must look a sight, she thought. Weak from her own pleasure, hair mussed and lips swollen, covered in his cum.

He voiced her own thought, looking down at her and saying hazily “I wish I had a camera to take another photo of you. This one might just rival your little gift earlier.”

#jily smut #jily smut collection #jily #jily microfic #smut smut smut #jple #lily evans #james potter #jily fic #athena writes march micros #athenasparrow #jily love #jily fluff and smut #microfic #smut #chocolate and smut #athena's library #athena's microfics #athena's smut

52 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 24 - Reflect | Jily Microfic

@jilymicrofics the seductive appetiser to get you ready for the steamy main course that's marked on your calendar tomorrow lol.

This fic is the second part of an idea. The first was Feb No. 24 - Gasp. I have popped them both here so you can read in order : )

Read on AO3 | 720 words

Cut for mature content 👇🏼 😉

Previously

- Feb No. 24 Gasp –

“Oi watch it” James shouted at a third year sprinting past him as he swerved to the right to avoid being hit.

That kid was no doubt up to trouble James thought wryly. He bit back a smirk as he thought about all the trouble the marauders had gotten up to in their third year.

James turned into the library and dropped his bag onto the table. He rifled through it until he found Advanced Transfiguration in Duelling - Theory and yanked it out, making his way back into the dusty shelves of the library to return it and find the next one Advanced Transfiguration in Duelling - Applications .

He walked back into the heart of the Transfiguration Section behind a tall shelf that was stuffed full of books.

James frowned, trying to remember what shelf he’d plucked his latest find off of. He let his eyes carry over the titles Human Transfiguration, Animal Transfiguration, The Art of the Animagus, Wandless Transfiguration, Conjuration . Where was it?

Ah! There it was. Sneaky little book.

James huffed a breath of satisfaction as he traded places of the two books.

“Marlene, leave me alone” a familiar female voice hissed.

James recognised that hiss because it had so often been aimed at him. He paused, and ducked to see if he could see her.

He couldn’t. The shelf was too full and James didn’t want to risk moving a book and making noise.

Because then she’d turn the hissing on him.

“Don’t try and deflect me Lily Evans” James heard Marlene’s confident tone, far louder than a whisper break through “You’ve been acting off ever since you woke up this morning and I want to know why”

Although James couldn’t see her, he could hear her.

James was somewhat of an expert on the habits of one Lily Evans. So he could tell you that the way her fingers tapped against the table indicated she was nervous, the long pause he could hear between Marlene’s question and her answer meant she was fighting telling her best friend something, and her reluctance made James all the more curious.

James knew it was wrong of him to stand here and listen. His brain tried to order his feet to turn around, but his feet stayed planted.

And James knew that the huff she let out at the end of the long silence meant she’d given in.

“I had a dream” Lily said in a resigned sort of tone that seemed to betray that she knew Marlene had won this particular argument.

“A dream” Marlene said and James could practically hear her inquiring gaze, could see the way her eyebrow was probably raised at Lily.

“Yes okay, so I’m just a bit out of order, nothing to worry about - can we please get back to work” Lily pleaded.

“A dream” Marlene repeated and James could hear her brain whirring faster than his was “it wasn’t bad” she confirmed a moment later.

“No” Lily admitted “It wasn’t bad”

“OH MY GOD” Marlene whisper-shouted.

“Marlene be quiet” Lily shushed her.

“You had a sex dream” Marlene crowed and James could taste her triumph in the small section of the library.

Lily had a sex dream?

Well of course she was entitled to her dreams, James thought. But god, what a distracting thought.

He really needed to leave now, this was none of his business.

Marlene’s resounding gasp startled him back to the conversation he couldn’t see.

“You had a sex dream about James Potter?”

James stopped dead.

He felt like he was paralysed.

He realised too late that Advanced Transfiguration in Duelling - Applied” had slipped from his grasp and landed with a resounding smack onto the stone floor.

He cursed under his breath, never more thankful for his invisibility cloak as he pulled it over himself, grabbed the book and sprinted out of the library.

– March No. 24 - Reflect –

There was a distinct change in James’ behaviour after Yule Break.

Lily had always known James thought she was pretty, beautiful even, by the way he tried to get her attention, by the way he slung compliments her way with a lopsided grin, and by the light flirtatious banter that passed between them over Head Duties or a cup of steaming cocoa.

But after barely seeing him for the weeks before he returned to Potter Manor for Yule, his change was distinct.

His light flirting had changed to direct, commanding, seductive words that travelled straight through her to her core.

It had been two weeks now, and whether he meant to or not, his new take on flirting had provoked several more dreams and many more frustrating nights for Lily.

So really, it was rather unsurprising that she called him out on in when he approached her table in the library.

Because honestly . How the hell was she meant to focus when he spoke to her the way he did?

“Evening Evans” James rumbled, letting his eyes slowly slide over her in a way that made Lily feel as if she was a phoenix on the brink of a burning day.

She swore the damn man made his voice lower when he talked to her.

“Look” Lily burst out “I have a transfiguration paper due tomorrow that I can't for the life of me figure out and I just…can we just stop with the heavy flirting for five minutes. Please”

She hadn't expected the slight quirk of his lips that informed her he was amused.

The fucking bastard.

“This hasn’t been heavy flirting, Lily” he corrected, his eyes daring her to contradict him “it's been rather light”

“Light” Lily scoffed, “you're practically undressing me with your eyes. I’m not sure it can get heavier than that”

Too late, she realised she'd given him an opening.

“Well let me show you how it might go” James whispered and Lily jumped at the sudden breath on her neck and realised at some point he'd moved behind her.

Sneaky light footed bastard.

“If I really wanted to flirt with you I’d tell you how I want to kiss every fucking inch of your body” he said, his voice a low and hot, his mouth so close to her neck she could feel like the light brush of him as he spoke.

“I’d tell you how I wake up sometimes at night, the ghost of your lips all over me” he confessed, his finger tracing a line down her arm.

Lily felt her breath hitch. Was sure he must be able to feel the way her pulse was thrumming hard against her skin.

“I’d tell you how when you wear this blue corduroy muggle skirt of yours that I feel like ripping it off…” here James paused and Lily was certain she stopped breathing as his hands moved around her, gently resting at the hem of her skirt. She heard him swallow. “I feel like ripping it off” he repeated lowly “and then burying my face between your legs and licking you until you scream for me”

Lily exhaled sharply as his hands that had been distractingly passive on her legs suddenly grabbed her firmly, yanking her back so she could feel his chest pressed against her back.

“And when I’ve pushed you to the edge” James continued, his voice a low growl “when I’ve made you cum so thoroughly you can’t move a muscle in your body, do you know what I’m going to do?” James asked, his deep voice cutting straight through her.

Lily felt as if he’d paralysed her with his voice alone. She barely managed a shake of her head as she sat enthralled against him.

“I’m going to make love to you” James whispered, his voice hot and dark. “I’m going to move inside you until you see stars, until your body is trembling and every one of your nerves is on fire. And then when I’ve pushed you to your breaking point, I’m going to make you cum again”.

Lily felt a soft whimper of protest leave her mouth as his body moved away from hers.

“That, Lily Evans, is how I want to flirt with you” James said, his voice a ghost of breath on her ear.

#jily smut #jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #smut #bridgertonvibes #jily microfic #jily love #jily fluff #jily fluff and smut #athenasparrow #athena writes march micros #athena's library #athena's microfics #athena's smut

48 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 7 - Red | Jily Micro March

Thanking the wonderful @jilymicrofics for this prompt.

Read on AO3 | 195 words

Red had been James’ favourite colour for as long as he could remember. After all, it was one of Gryffindor’s colours and James was nothing if not a perfect example of a Gryffindor.

But James gained a new appreciation for red the first time he woke up to it.

He felt himself enter the purgatory between sleep and wakefulness as he slowly became aware of his surroundings.

There was a warmth beside him that was unusual, but not unfamiliar. He slowly opened his eyes, but all he could see was red.

A deep inhale told him two things: the lavender scent informed him Lily’s hair was spread across his face and his nose was very ticklish.

James felt a happiness spread through him. The kind of joy that seeps into your entire being and permeates your every thought. James felt like he was flying.

She’d said yes.

James gently moved her hair from his face and tugged her warm body closer to his, enjoying the press of her soft curves against him.

His hand moved around to her bare stomach as he closed his eyes and fell back into the abyss of sleep.

#jily #jily fic #jily love #jily fluff #athena writes march micros #microfic prompt #jily microfic #morning cuddles #jple #lily evans #james potter #athenasparrow #athena's library #athena's microfics

52 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 15 - Lies | Jily March Micros

Many many thanks to @jilymicrofics : )))))

Read on AO3 | 811 words

“Stopped for a chat with the boys” James said easily in response to her question.

Lily frowned, a horrible feeling starting to grow at the pit of her stomach.

After a year of dating and two months living together, Lily thought she knew James well. The reason for the rather horrible feeling that had started to grow was the slight blink and nervous tick of his fingers James had when he’d answered her.

He was lying to her.

Of course Lily already knew that, because she had seen the boys only ten minutes ago when they’d dropped by.

God, she felt confused.

He moved closer to plant his normal kiss of greeting on her lips. Lily turned her head slightly so he caught her cheek.

“Lils?” James asked, his hand finding her face so he could tilt her head and meet her eyes.

Lily searched his face and found nothing but concern.

Maybe she was reading into things. God it was hard to trust.

___

It was even more difficult to find her trust in a week when she’d counted six other instances when he seemed to be hiding something.

They were supposed to be going out to dinner and yet here they were back at the apartment.

“It’ll just be a few extra minutes, we’ll still be on-time for reservations” he reassured her, perhaps misreading her deep thoughts for concern over their tardiness.

“Because you forgot your wallet” Lily said doubtfully, keeping her eyes on his face.

“Yeah” James said nodding.

No, Lily thought as his hands twitched and his shoulder shrugged slightly.

He’s lying again.

Some times she’d been more worried than others. Like now, she couldn't quite understand why he was lying about this.

“James wait” she said, biting her lip.

“What’s up?” he asked, stepping closer to ensconce her in his warmth.

But the warmth was too distracting. “Why do you keep lying to me?” Lily asked as she stepped away from him.

James looked surprised, then resigned.

The resignation made Lily’s heart break into a million little pieces. She’d known she was right, but having it confirmed on his face right in front of her hurt like hell.

She felt the telltale prickling behind her eyes and she blew out a shaky breath to try and keep them at bay.

Apparently James noticed it too, because the warmth returned and a thumb brushed against her cheek. Lily hated how much she leaned into the touch even after seeing the admission on his face.

“Do you want to break up with me? Are you seeing someone else?” Lily whispered, her fears coming to the surface as they stood in the hallway.

“God, Lily no” James said emphatically “I’ve messed this all up haven’t I” he muttered as he tugged her into a hug.

She stifled a sob.

“Lily” James said firmly “I am only interested in you. I want to show you something, okay? But before we go in there I want you to know I love you. I love you so much it overwhelms me sometimes. I am not and I will never be interested in anyone else. Okay?”

And god did Lily want to believe him.

“You have something to show me?” she asked, choosing to focus on the tangible question.

“Yeah. Come in here” he murmured, dusting her face with kisses before tugging her arm towards the door.

Lily opened her mouth to question him but was cut off as she entered

“SURPRISE”

Lily shrieked and grabbed James as she looked around. Sirius and Remus stood grinning at her, champagne already open as they saluted her. James’ mum was in the kitchen cooking something that smelt delicious and his father was taking with her parents on the other side of the bench.

Marlene had obviously just come from work and was standing in her scrubs, leaning on Dorcas. Alice smiled and waved at her from Franks’ arms.

Lily spun her gaze back to James who looked hesitant still. She felt a relieved laugh escape her.

God, how could she think…

She stepped into his warmth again, kissing him gently, but fiercely on the lips and trying to communicate how much she trusted him.

Because he was James. She knew deep down he was the most trustworthy man she’d ever met and his little white lie had dragged her brain off course for a moment.

“I’m sorry” he murmured between kisses “It’s just with your birthday next week I thought…

“I love it” Lily interrupted “I’m sorry. I know you wouldn’t…I just…sometimes I’m insecure and I…”

“You don’t need to explain” James said softly “Are we okay?”

“We’re very okay” Lily answered kissing him again.

She felt James’ own relieved smile stretch against her lips.

She missed the quick dip of his hand into his pocket, and the close of his fingers around the small velvet box nestled inside. Good, it was still there.

#jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #jily au #jily fic #jily love #athenasparrow #athena writes march micros #jily microfic #athena's library #athena's microfics

36 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 10 - Heal | March Micros

Read on AO3 | 173 words

Continues from No. 9.

@jilymicrofics : )

Part of healing, Lily learned, was letting people in.

To her surprise, James didn’t leave their nighttime embrace at that. He showed up for her every day for the rest of the school year.

He seemed to have a read on her that took Lily by surprise. He turned up when she started wanting company, and gave her space right before she asked for it. He brought her sugar quills from Honeydukes and Firewhisky for the weekends when Lily wanted to forget about it all.

James made her human again. Sometimes he sat in her grief with her, sometimes he warmed her heart so much Lily could glimpse the path of healing she was on.

He helped her move her things into a flat in Diagon Ally. He turned up with excuses of odd things to buy so he could check on her.

Lily was sure that by the end of the summer he’d have 30 bottles of broom polish.

It was funny how healing after grief could gift her such a friend.

#jily #jple #lily evans #james potter #jily love #jily fic #jily microfic #athena writes march micros #athenasparrow #athena's library #athena's microfics

33 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 11 - Jest | March Micros

Read on AO3 | 854 words

Thank you to the lovely @jilymicrofics for the prompt : )

Lily felt the haze of firewhisky lull her as Marlene patted her head and moved to where Dorcas was waiting in the corner.

Lily felt a momentary spike of envy run through her as she watched them.

Merlin, she wished she had someone to love.

“Alright, Evans?” a familiar baritone asked as a tall figure plopped down on the floor next to her.

“I suppose” Lily murmured.

Seems that she’d moved from cheery drunk, to melancholic drunk then. Little she could do about it now.

“That’s no way to spend a party” James said, reaching our his finger to bop her nose.

Lily suddenly felt overwhelmingly confused. Here he was, sitting next to her on the floor, drinking her firewhiskey and touching her nose. Bloody confusing man.

Lily blinked up at him.

“Why do you think it’s funny to ask me out?” she asked tilting her head at him.

Apparently melancholic Lily was brutally honest, too.

“What?” James said frowning at her as he set his bottle down.

“Why do you think it’s funny?” Lily repeated, desperate for him to give her an answer.

“I don’t” James said staring at her.

Lily hiccupped. She hoped her disbelief was portrayed in the sound.

Apparently it was, because James continued.

“Did you…did you think this whole time I was asking in jest?” James said staring at her.

Lily felt herself shrug and scolded herself for being so pathetic.

“It wasn’t you know” James said strongly as if he had to get the idea through her drunken haze and into her brain. “C’mon, let’s get you to bed. I’ll find you tomorrow, okay?”

Lily nodded, allowing him to pull her off the floor and guide her towards the stairs.

Sleep sounded like a nice reprieve from the mess that was life.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

If Lily didn’t have vague memories of the evening before, she may have believed she’d been hit in the head with her bludger.

Perhaps it was better to die from a bludger wound than face James after the pathetic way she’d acted last night.

She groaned, blindly reaching for her wand.

She squinted against the light as her hand knocked over something glass.

After spelling the curtains closed, Lily let her eyes open to observe her room.

A piece of parchment lay under the bottle she'll carelessly knocked over.

She opened it and took a whiff. Hangover potion.

She downed it in one, making a note to thank Alice for leaving it for her.

Only, it turns out it wasn’t Alice.

Lily eyed the parchment warily, recognising the messy scrawl. Perhaps he was telling her they couldn’t be friends after her drunken confession last night.

Might as well rib the bandaid off.

Lily,

I’m deeply apologetic my endeavours to catch your attention have been misconstrued as jest.

It is with utmost sincerity that I tell you that you are the most beautiful witch I have ever laid eyes on.

Lily clenched the parchment in her hand as she stood. Why couldn’t life just be simple?

Her eyes darted to the floor where another three ripped pieces of parchment lay in a line to the door. Her feet quickly padded across the stone floor so she could read them.

I stand in awe of your brilliance on a daily basis

And another.

Your radiance warms me from the inside out.

And another.

Your kindness is an example of what I hope to live up to.

Lily felt the first bit of hope spread throughout her chest. Each parchment she picked up felt like she was mending a crack in her sad heart.

And because he was James, a wizard who didn’t know how to do things by half, that wasn’t the end of it. Lily felt the beginnings of a smile on her face as she noticed three more stuck to her dormitory door.

I love the fierce way you challenge me. You, Lily Evans, make me better.

I think the way you wrinkle your nose when you’re making a difficult potion is adorable.

Your joy is infectious. I want to share it with you, if only you’ll let me.

Without another thought, Lily yanked open the door and nearly tripped over her feet in her haste to get down the stairs.

And then actually tripped over a body sitting at the end.

Warm hands caught her around the waist and the body shifted, standing.

“Sorry, tha– oh” Lily startled as she came face to face with the wizard she’d been searching for.

And then she kissed him.

Lily’s mind was drawn to all the lovely things he’d written about her and how she could find them all in this kiss. The brilliance in the thrill that ran down her spine, the kindness in the tender way he responded and radiant heat that grew as they gained confidence. And the challenge? Well, they wouldn’t be Lily and James if they didn’t challenge each other, even when kissing.

Lily tried to let her joy be contagious. Tried to show him how much he lit her up. And James? He’d always bent fluent in Lily Evans. He understood perfectly.

#jily #jple #lily evans #james potter #jily love #jily fic #jily microfic #athena writes march micros #athenasparrow #athena's library #athena's microfics

35 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 22 - Album | Jily Microfic March

Shoutout to @jilymicrofics for the prompt : )

Read on AO3 | 213 words

“You were an adorable baby, James” Lily said rolling her eyes fondly at him as she looked over the photo album his mother had left them with.

He began to grin.

“But that’s really just because you weren’t able to walk or talk yet. Because I’m sure that’s where all the mischief begin”

“Not quite” James said smirking at her. “You’ve forgotten about accidental magic. I was causing mischief before I could even think…I suppose it’s just an innate part of me”

Lily snorted, her nose wrinkling in a laugh.

James leaned in to plant a swift kiss on the corner of her mouth.

“Do you ever wonder if we’re going to live long enough to have a kid?” Lily asked, her tone suddenly sober.

James felt her still as she, perhaps, realised the broader implications of what she’d just said.

“I just mean…” Lily stumbled when he didn’t say anything, moving to separate herself from him.

James tugged her back close. “Did you mean that?” he said softly.

Lily sighed nervously “I suppose I did” she confessed, squeezing his hand.

He squeezed back. “I want that too” he whispered. “I’ll make sure we live long enough to have one”.

Perhaps he should have promised to live long enough to raise one, instead.

#jily #jily microfic #jily love #jple #james potter #lily evans #athena writes march micros #athenasparrow #jily missing moment #athena's library #athena's microfics

42 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 28 - Hurl | Jily Microfic

Read on AO3 | 329 words

“Merlin,” Lily groaned as she rolled over, blindly searching for her wand. She was never drinking with Sirius Black again.

She spelled her curtains shut before stumbling to her feet.

Bad idea.

Lily was never more thankful for the ensuite the Head Boy and Girl shared as her feet only had to carry her a few metres before she hurled into the toilet.

She groaned miserably, kneeling on the floor as she waited for her stomach to stop its upheaval.

Cool hands pulled back her hair and soothed her neck as a familiar voice spoke. “Feeling the effects of a “Sirius” hangover?”

“Ha,” Lily muttered dryly. “Why aren’t you sharing the toilet with me?”

“Seven years of sharing a dorm,” James answered easily. “Here, take the hangover potion.”

Lily took it gratefully. “You’re very good at this, you know,” she told him.

“At what?” he said, sitting down beside her.

Lily stared. It was really unfair how good he looked for someone who had started drinking before she had last night. His hair was ruffled from sleep and his glasses were crocked as if he’d rushed to put them on.

“At taking care of people,” Lily clarified, reaching to take his wand from where it hung out of his pocket. It was a mark of trust that James didn’t even question her, just watched her curiously as she waved it over herself, looking far more smug than the situation called for when it gave her the desired results.

Lily wasn’t sure why this was such cause for celebration - she’d only performed a mouth-freshening charm they’d learned in fifth year.

Her words seemed to catch up to him as he blushed, ducking his head. I wouldn’t have believed James Potter could be humble, Lily thought to herself. But look at him now.

“It’s not a big deal,” he reassured her, his hand ruffling up his curly locks. “It’s what friends are for.”

Huh, friends, Lily thought. Who would have thought.

#jily au #jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #jily love #jily microfic #jily friends #athenasparrow #athena writes march micros #jily fluff #athena's library #athena's microfics

24 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 23 - Breeze | Jily Microfic

Thank you @jilymicrofics : )

Read on AO3 | 143 words

------------------

She was really beautiful, James thought as he gazed at his wife.

She was sitting on their porch, Harry in her arms, as a soft breeze lifted her hair in gentle fluffs around her.

Beautiful didn’t even do her justice James amended, leaning against the doorframe.

“I know you’re there” she spoke softly, mindful of Harry asleep in her arms.

“Just admiring you” James said matching her in volume, his voice a low rumble.

He knew her well enough to know her lips quirked into a small smile, even if he couldn’t see her face.

Which was a pity really. His feet were already moving to fix that particular problem.

If James had a modicum of restraint, he could’ve stayed in the doorway. But she’d always pulled him in like a siren to a sailor and he’d always been helpless to her song.

#jily fic #jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #harry potter #hp #jily love #jily au #jily microfic #athena writes march micros #athenasparrow #jily sweet moments #athena's library #athena's microfics

32 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 1 - Sour | Jily Micro March

The 1st of 31 Microfics is here @jilymicrofics

No. 1 - Sour

Read on AO3

“A glass of Syrah please” Lily said smiling up at the waiter.

The waiter was immaculately dressed in black slacks and a chefs button up. The whole restaurant was immaculate down to the last detail, which made a lot of sense to Lily since her sister had chosen it. But appearances aside, it had a very high rating, according to Lily’s quick google search she’d done on her way.

“Of course” the waiter said, smiling at her in what Lily was sure was a well-practised facade. “And you miss?” He asked, glancing to where Lily’s sister sat across from her, her face pinched in a wrinkled look of perpetual displeasure.

“She’ll take a glass of Riesling, won't you Pet” her fiancé interrupted.

Petunia nodded politely. Lily bit down on her tongue hard to stop herself from snapping.

If she had a walrus of a fiancé who ordered for her, she’d probably slap him across his silly face.

Although, Lily mused. Petunia was rather predictable in her ordering…in all aspects of her life really. Where Lily preferred the excitement of adventure, Petunia preferred the predictability of routine.

“And I’ll have a whisky” Vernon said gruffly, barely looking at the waiter.

Lily found herself biting back a comment for the second time and she’d only just sat down.

It was going to be a long evening.

“Have you found someone new since Cameron dumped you?” Petunia asked as soon as the waiter departed, her face upturned in an expression as if she’d just sucked a lemon.

Apparently, a very long evening.

Lily resisted the urge to call the waiter back and ask him questions so Petunia wouldn’t dive right into the personal questions.

Instead she plastered a smile on her face as she met her sister's sour one.

“I dumped him” she corrected her sister sweetly, hoping the conversation would move on. Ignored the hurt that came with Petunia’s continued misrepresentation of the situation.

“Okay” Petunia said, exchanging a look with Vernon that told Lily she was just appeasing her.

Lily didn't know why she bothered meeting her sister. Didn't know why she kept trying when her sister obviously didn't care. Didn’t understand what pulled her to agree every bloody time her sister demanded to see her, even when she knew it would involve this.

“You should really try harder Lily” Petunia reprimanded, gesturing for Lily to pass the water jug “you put too much focus into your career. You're going to end up lonely with no children because you don't take the time to settle down with a good husband”

Lily resisted the words that formed in her mouth that wanted to say “I can see you really settled with Vernon”

She really was holding her tongue a lot at this dinner.

But even though Lily knew what her sister was like, Petunia still managed to get under her skin each and every time.

Lily ignored the prickling at the back of her eyes, determined not to show her sister how much her words effected her.

She glanced to the side to look at the menu so Petunia wouldn't catch the way her face faltered.

“Hello beautiful” a deep voice greeted her and she jumped slightly as she felt warm lips plant a kiss on her cheek.

She heard Petunia’s water class clatter on the table.

“Hello” Lily managed as she took their newest arrival in. He was wearing a rather expensive looking suit that fit his chest perfectly. His smile looked rather mischievous and his hazel eyes danced when she met them.

She felt her spirit lift just from looking at him, his mischief was contagious.

“Sorry I'm late” the fit stranger said “I just ran into the boys on the way in and couldn't resist a chat” he gestured back towards the entrance.

Lily followed his gesture to the entrance of the restaurant where Remus and Sirius where already staring at them.

Remus gave her a sheepish grin and wave and Sirius bloody winked at her.

Well. Lily could certainly figure out who this was now.

No harm in committing then.

“You’re not late babe” she said, quickly recovering and sending him a dazzling smile “we were just settling in, weren't we Tuney?”

“Who is this?” Petunia demanded, her face pinched in that same sour look as she glanced over James.

Lily saw James open his mouth, but beat him to the punch “this is James, my boyfriend” she said smiling sweetly at her sister.

Petunia’s eyes narrowed.

“Well boyfriend doesn't really do me justice” James smirked, though Lily noticed his soft pleased smile as he wove his arm around the back of her chair “love of her life would be a better introduction”.

Lily bit her lip to keep from laughing.

Petunia's expression turned even more sour.

Turns out this evening was going to be very interesting.

#jily au #jily #jily love #jily fluff #jily microfic #Athena writes march micros #athenasparrow #athena's library #athena's microfics

37 notes · View notes

athenasparrow · 1 year

Text

No. 19 - Shadow | Jily Micro March

Thank you @jilymicrofics, for the lovely prompts xx

Read on AO3 | 797 words

Or cut for story that includes smut xx 👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼

“So we’re done,” James said tentatively, breaching a topic they hadn’t discussed in months.

The sun had set and the warm summer air blew a gentle breeze of relief. The sky was a deep shade of blue on the verge of blackening into night. The symphony of laughs, clinking glasses and music still rung in James’ ears even in the quiet streets.

“Yeah, we are,” Lily said turning to face him.

She looked radiant, James thought as his eyes travelled over the stunning woman beside him. Well, she always looked radiant. But tonight, resplendent in her flowing red dress as she walked the shadowed streets of Paris, she looked positively breath-taking.

It was fitting then, that such a divine woman be surrounded by a scene straight out of a romantic fairytale. The old, irregular stones of the alley were softly illuminated by the warm glow of the streetlights, the air was full of the sweet aroma of pastries as the chefs began their day at dusk, and the warm breeze ruffled through the trees making James wonder what precious secrets were being whispered between them.

Eight months ago they’d agreed to be friends, even though James’ body had been aching for her since they’d met. Sometimes he swore his soul was stretching right out of his body, just trying to touch hers.

But they’d had research to do. And moving the needle forward on viral solutions for glioblastomas had been important to both of them. So important they’d agreed to put aside their overwhelming attraction for one another so they wouldn’t end up in a mess.

But eight months later and James’ feelings were far from resolved. He’d felt them burning inside him, growing stronger each day. He had been attracted to her from the moment he met her, how could he not be, but eight months later he had her friendship, her trust, and was her closest confidant.

And now, as they stood on a deserted street in Paris, their last fundraiser done, James could finally kiss her.

Her lips seared against his like he imagined lava would hit the ocean. He felt a burning mist deep down his body and settle deep in his heart. The moment between them ignited, the kiss deep and urgent, fueled by a hunger that had been building for too long.

Fuck she felt good.

He captured the moan that escaped her as he slid his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss and moving their bodies so he could press her flush against the wall. James kissed her with abandon, the lights and noise of Paris fading away as he felt the contours of her body, heard the softness of her sounds, and the met the feverish intensity of her lips.

Her legs squeezed around him as he hitched her up so he was holding her, hands around thighs, moving to press hot kisses down her neck.

“Shit, I’ve waited a long time for this” Lily gasped out as he licked a gentle circle behind her ear before dragging his teeth across her earlobe, giving it a slight tug at the end.

Her confession caused a rumbling laugh to unravel deep in his chest as he pressed his hips into her, groaning long and deep.

“It’s been eight months of torture,” James agreed, finding her soft lips again, unable to stay parted.

“Many unsatisfactory wanks in the toilets at work?” Lily asked tauntingly, as she pulled his bottom lip between her teeth.

James’ hold on her faltered. Her back slid down an inch from where she was pressed into the outside of some poor sods house.

“You know about that?” he asked, staring at her in horror.

“At least I know you’re vocal when you finish,” she whispered, grinning against him as she resumed their sensual kiss, ignoring his huff of indignation.

“And if it makes you feel better, your little indiscretions at work made me soaked,” she said huskily.

“Fuck” James murmured.

“I thought you’d like that,” she said, letting her head rock back against the house as her breasts rose up and down rapidly as she caught her breath. James moaned, showing her how much he liked it by pressing into her so she could feel him hard and aching; by slipping his hand up her dress and down her knickers, murmuring a quick curse when he found her dripping. He showed her when he dropped to his knees, pulling one of her legs over his shoulder and took a long lick of her hot centre. And finally, he showed her how much he liked her dripping, and how much he loved her, when he buried himself inside her and made love to her against the side of the house, hidden by the shadows of the night.

#jily au #jily fic #jily smut #jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #jily love #jily microfic #athenasparrow #athena writes march micros #jily fluff #athena's library #athena's smut #athena's microfics

21 notes · View notes