I Am My Own Knight

Lily Evans didn't need a knight in shining armour. What she really needed was a man with the depth and nerve to stand by her side through everything from school rivalries to combating You-Know-Who. And if he managed to capture her heart as well - that wouldn't be so bad, now would it? MWPP

Lily felt a chill up her back. Something wasn’t right. She turned around to find five Slytherins staring her down with uncharacteristic amusement.

Sirius did not appear to recognize the danger that he was in. At the top of the stairs, he sidled up next to Lily and wrapped his arm around her waist.

If there was one night when both Prefects were bound to be too sick to make their rounds, it was always Friday night. So Friday nights inevitably found Lily patrolling the halls with James Potter.

Lily lay frozen in horror. She didn’t dare take a breath lest she be discovered listening in on such a blood curdling conversation. Lily / James

Without thinking twice, Lily reached for the powder. She couldn’t imagine why they wanted her at the house, but she wouldn’t think of refusing. In only a few short minutes Lily found herself spinning into the Potter’s formal parlour and focusing her dizzy eyes on Sirius Black, curled up in a miserable ball at the end of a long leather sofa. Lily / James

This chilly walk had been Sirius’ idea, and as they meandered along the water’s edge, it soon became clear he had invited her out so that he could vent his concerns about James in some measure of privacy. Lily / James

Without knowing exactly how it happened, Lily soon found herself ushered into the seventh-year boys’ dormitory. She wasn’t sure she should raise her eyes from the rug. She did look up, however, when a strangled sort of shriek and a thump sounded nearby. Lily / James