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RP: Uh oh.

Dec 28, 2007 17:11

Date: December 28, 2002
Characters: James and Lily Potter.
Location: The Potter Residence
Status: Private
Summary: Determined to do everything he can to make things up to Lily, James decides to make dinner. Or... try to make dinner.
Complete: Complete.

( This isn't how I saw it in my head... )

lily potter, place: private residence, december 2002, james potter

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anon_lily December 28 2007, 23:54:20 UTC

Lily walked up to the front door and fished the keys out of her pocket, only to find that the door was unlocked, which meant that James was home before her... again. It seemed like he had been going out of his way to be home when she was lately. It was strange to say the least, considering that before everything went down hill, he could usually be found gallivanting around with Sirius and Remus at odd times of the day. Shrugging she opened the door and entered ( ... )

anon_james December 29 2007, 00:04:02 UTC

The apron had been his attempt to keep clean. He'd planned to take a shower before Lily got home, and be waiting for her in crisp, clean clothing. Plans, obviously, had not gone as he foresaw.

He heard the door open and close, and steps going upstairs. He cursed for perhaps the twentieth time and began to rush, trying in vain to clean everything up before Lily could come downstairs and see the carnage.

Too late. His goose... more cooked than the chicken.

"Um... making dinner?" he said with a sheepish squeak. He smiled hesitantly, and wiped at his forehead, only to smear the chocolate and syrup again.

anon_lily December 29 2007, 00:12:10 UTC

Lily walked into the kitchen, avoiding the puddles of... whatever it was supposed to be and took in the entire damage with a grimace. This was, she didn't know exactly how to describe this and reflected that it would do any good to even try. There were bits and pieces lying around everywhere. "Making... dinner?" Lily asked with an eyebrow arched in disbelief.

"And what exactly were you trying to make?" She glanced at the chicken and the vegetables. Lily made a face, then looked at James enquiringly and suspiciously. "Since when do you cook?"

anon_james December 29 2007, 00:19:27 UTC

"Making dinner," he repeated, and swallowed, watching her take in the damage. He winced when she saw the puddle of honey mustard sauce, but thought it good at least that she'd managed to avoid slipping in it, unlike himself. When he turned to take up a dishcloth to wipe at the counter with, the big stain on the back of his pants was evident.

"Honey mustard chicken and roasted vegetables," he muttered in response to her question. He knew it was her favorite, and had wanted to make something she'd like. He'd been tempted to just order take-in and pretend he'd done it, but no, he just had to make it himself. "I'll clean up, Lily, I promise. And I'll order something so you don't have to cook."

Now, of course, she would be even more angry with him than before. He sighed, shoulders slumped, and went to retrieve the mop to clean up the sauce.

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anon_lily December 30 2007, 22:48:21 UTC

Lily rolled her eyes and whacked the back of his head which was in perfect range for hitting. "Now you really are being an idiot." Then she smirked and leaned closer to him, her nose touching the tip of his. "But I'll see what I can do, maybe borrow one from Sirius. I'm sure he has a ton of them, all to match his pelt." Lily shoved his head off her shoulder with a playful nudge. "And then I'll know for sure where you are and it won't be out causing trouble."

"Maybe we should eat our dinner before it gets cold, hmm?" She patted his head, like she would a good dog, and got up from his lap. Then she looked at their dinner and grimaced. "Too late." She sighed and took out her wand, casting a heating charm on the food. Immediately steam began to rise from the plates again and the smell of the food reached her nose. It smelled so good.

anon_james December 30 2007, 22:56:58 UTC

"Oh, if only I had a tail to wag," he said, grinning even wider. As she touched her nose to his, his eyes sparkled. He wanted to kiss her, but held back. Perhaps it was too soon for that. Besides, having her in his lap, in his arms, that would satisfy him for now.

Then she got up, and he pouted. Still, the food did smell good, and he was hungry, especially after such an emotional confrontation. He reached for his silverware and plate, all the while hoping in the back of his head that his conversation with Harry would go so well.

anon_lily December 30 2007, 23:21:29 UTC

Lily sighed and leaned sideways, resting her head in her hand as she leaned her elbow on the table. Looking at James, she shook her head. Then straightened up and gathered her cutlery in her hands. She cut into her sandwich, tasting the chicken and for the first time in a month, Lily really felt hungry. She dug into her food with relish.

"You would want a tail, wouldn't you. Just so that you could wag it. Now I actually wonder whether I married a dog or a man." Lily eyed him with a smirk.

anon_james December 30 2007, 23:37:18 UTC

"Actually, you married a stag," he said. His grin couldn't be forced away, not with all the self-control in the world. Lily was talking to him again, what was there to not smile about?

He cut his sandwich in half, then proceeded to pick up one half and take a very large bite out of it. Confrontation had him famished, and he had that half devoured in moments, quickly beginning on the second half. Ah, the joys of having a man in the house again.

He swallowed a bite, and said, "Oh yeah, I also tried to make chocolate and strawberry mousse. Actually, I think that came out better than the chicken."

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