Author's Notes: Written for RubyRed. 950, who requested Lily/James (in an established relationship), fluffy, T-rated and "the morning after"… I hope you like it :)
Also for Weekly Quick Fic #1 on writerverse with the prompt "Sunshine".
The dormitory was a lot brighter than Lily was used to.
The girl's dormitory the west side of Gryffindor tower and, as such, she was usually not woken up by bright sunlight spilling in the windows early in the morning – certainly not by bright sunlight that had just happened to find the crack between her curtains and land right across her face.
In fact, she had never been woken up by bright sunlight spilling in the windows early in the morning.
In fact, she would hazard a guess that no one in the Gryffindor girl's dormitory had ever been woken up by bright sunlight spilling in the windows early in the morning.
And if that was the case, then the logical conclusion would be…
Lily cracked an eyelid.
Not that it did her much good, because her vision was mostly obscured by a mess of untidy black hair.
Very familiar untidy black hair with a slightly sweaty, salty, but not altogether unpleasant smell. Very familiar untidy black hair attached to the head of a very familiar boy who was snoring quietly against Lily's chest.
Lily pushed James off her and his eyes snapped open and his mouth snapped shut immediately.
"Has anyone ever told you that you snore?" she asked, sitting up and pulling the sheet automatically over her chest, where she had already noticed James' bleary, unfocussed eyes travelling.
He yawned, running his hand through his hair and placing his glasses on his nose where they tilted precariously. "A few people, and isn't it a bit pointless to cover up, Evans? I mean, it's not as if I haven't already seen…"
Lily groaned, falling back onto the bed and staring up at the ceiling. "Did we actually…?"
"Sleep together? Yes. I think most girls would be saying something like 'Thank you, James' right about now."
The teasing tone in his voice made Lily's lips twitch in spite of herself and she was torn between wanting to give him a small slap and wanting to pounce on him. She settled for staring up at the hangings above her and trying to hide her widening smile.
James rolled over on top of Lily, straddling her and pinning her down playfully. "You had fun last night, didn't you? You looked like you were having plenty of fun at the time."
Lily couldn't hide her smile anymore, and she arched her back so that she could brush her lips against his before relaxing onto the bed again.
"Yes, I had fun, you absolute prick," she told him, no longer bothering to hide her grin. "Are you happy, then? You got Lily Evans into bed after trying for seven years… I'm sure you're going to have a fabulous time telling your friends about this."
"It was an admirable conquest, if I do say so myself," James told her, then he pressed his lips against hers again and he whispered against her mouth, "but I'm not going to tell anyone… unless you want me to."