
Remus was dragging Sirius (by his tie, a more efficient guide than even a leash on Padfoot) off to a more secluded area of the library when he noticed James sitting alone in a large stuffed chair off in the corner, half-hidden by shelves. James? Studying in the library? Since whe- oh.
Although James had an open book on his lap, it was clear from his wandering eyes that his attention was on something other than his studies. Or, more accurately, someone.
The pretty redhead with glinting green eyes sat around a table with several other students discussing the latest charms homework. It seemed, however, that the normally focused and studious Lily Evans was having her own trouble concentrating on work. Her eyes repeatedly drifted over in the direction of James' seat, although she continually caught herself and forced her attention back to task.
Interesting... Remus thought, before a quick kiss from Sirius turned his attention back to his own mission.
Half-an-hour later, a far more disheveled Moony and Padfoot paused in the process of sauntering out from behind the shelves when Remus noticed that the group of students were all stacking their books and notes - likely off to the Great Hall for lunch - and walking out the door. All except for Lily. Remus held out an arm to stop Sirius before they came fully into view around the corner and motioned for him to be quiet, which Sirius obeyed despite obvious puzzlement.
Making an excuse about needing to find one more text, Lily turned back and surveyed the nearly empty library with a small smile before striding over to where James sat, still failing to hide the direction of his interest. As she reached him, James’ eyes widened and he held his hands up in an "I'm innocent!" gesture exclaiming, “Lily, I didn't-!"
James protest was interrupted by Lily’s hands grasping the collar of his shirt as she bent over him and her lips cutting off his sentence as they plunged down to meet his.
Remus felt as if his eyes were going to fall out of his head. He heard Sirius make a strangled gasping sound next to him and jabbed his elbow into Sirius’ ribs in warning.
A first-year peeked out from behind a giant stack of books, squeaked, and dove back into the safety of her studies.
The book James had been pretending to read slipped off his lap and onto the floor with a muffled thud.
And the kiss went on. Gradually it softened, sweetened. James raised a hand, reaching for Lily, but she released his collar and caught his hand in hers, pressing it back down onto the arm of the chair. Her other hand moved up and she threaded her fingers through his messy hair before settling to play with the tendrils at the nape of his neck.
The kiss finally ended when Lily pulled away from James, leaving him speechless, and with a rather stunned expression on his face. She, too, wore an expression of surprise, although hers was tinged with amusement as well. She pressed the fingertips of one hand to her smiling, reddened lips and gazed at the thunderstruck James for a long moment before turning away with a swish of her long hair and exiting the library.
James’ mouth opened and closed soundlessly several times, before cracking into a wide smile and bounding out of the chair. He let out an elated whoop and sprinted out of the library at top speed, leaving an abandoned book, an amazed Sirius, and a laughing Remus behind him.