The fic about nothing. Complete.
It was only when James had a pair of carrot-filled knickers on his head that he realized he was in love with Lily Evans.
“I’m so clever,” said James Potter, letting out an elitist laugh. “No one else would ever have thought of this ingenious plan.” He rocked his chair back onto two legs, and almost fell, but didn’t.
James Potter knows he likes Lily Evans, but the fact of the matter remains that she is in firm denial of her own feelings, especially when they concern a certain habit of his. Co-authored with GhostofBambi. [Rating for an obscene amount of obscenities.]
[AU oneshot] It doesn’t feel like he’s living. In a world ruled by the Dark Lord, he’s miserable, but not because of the government. A chance meeting wakes him up, but there’s something familiar about her that he can’t quite put his finger on…
James has a plan. Everyone tells him it’s a bad idea. And it really is. He does it anyway. [one-shot]