Your lips taste like…

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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Your lips taste like…
Summary
Emmeline gets attacked and lily finds her, one thing leads to another and…

Emmeline was never ‘popular’ of course she was friends with the marauders but she wasn’t close to them. of course she was friends with the emeralds but they weren’t that close either. of course she was friends with the valkyries but they also weren’t that close.

Emmeline had Emma though and that was enough for now.

One night, emmeline was walking through the halls when mulciber appeared from no where. “You’re a disgusting f**” he said before hexing her.

Emmeline later there on the floor, unable to move but soon enough, fiery red hair comes into view. Lily Evans.

Emmeline was relived after being there for the past half an hour.

Soon enough, Emmeline was free and Lily was offering her hand. Oh wow, her hands were lovely. Just as lovely as lily.

“Are you okay em?” She asked. Emmeline couldn’t do anything but nod, she felt her cheeks heating up and her hands were sweaty.

She immediately pulled her hand back and pushed herself up before wiping her hands on her trousers. Merlin, she was making a fool of herself.

Lily furrowed her brows at this action.

Emmeline gulped. “Sorry my hands were uh.. sweaty.”

Lily smiled. Why was she smiling? Was she about to make fun of emmeline?

“That’s okay” Lily said finally.

Emmeline was confused on why Lily wasn’t making fun of her for sweating and blushing at such a simple gesture.

Why wasn’t Lily being homophobic to emmeline?

They stood in front of each other for a second before Lily tucked a solo strand of hair behind Emmeline’s ear. Her hands were so warm. Emmeline wanted to chase that warmth. She felt herself completely surrender to Lily Evans.

And that’s the exact moment their lips met. Sparks flew as the kiss continued, it was sweet and gentle. Her lips tasted like lavender and honey. Emmeline could get lost here forever and never come back up for breath.

 

Lily’s POV:

Lily just came from talking Marlene out of dying her hair green because Dorcas was a Slytherin and she wanted her to notice her, Lily was walking down the hallway when she sees a girl on the floor wrapped up in vines.

She moved towards the girl and noticed it was Emmeline Vance.

She quickly reversed the spell and held out her hand to help emmeline.

Emmeline didn’t take her hand. Did her breath smell? Was her mascara smudged?

Emmeline spoke. “Sorry my hands were uh.. sweaty.” Lily was so relieved.

“That’s okay” she found herself saying. She managed out a smile.

Lily looked into Emmeline’s eyes. Merlin, they were pretty. She found herself drawn to her. Her eyes darted to her lips and noticed a solo strand of hair attached to the sticky lipgloss on her lips. She pushed it behind her ear, her red nails smoothing over her rosy cheeks.

Lily needed her badly so she did what any gryffindor would do. She kissed emmeline.

Her lips were so soft, the lipgloss tasted like grapes. They kissed and kissed until the air left their lungs. They went back up for air and then found themselves lost in each other again.