She was so close to him, he thought, and yet not close enough.
 
 
 
 

     "If he's so in love with her, then why doesn't he tear her from that bloke and just snog her?" Sirius snorted.
 
     "Actually, I'm quite sure he tried afterwards. He kidnapped her and her fiance, and told Christine to marry him instead or he would kill her fiance."
 
     "Well, isn't he bloody persistent?" James chuckled.
 
     "Remind you of someone?"
 

     Lily asked politely, "Do I know you from anywhere?"
     He cleared his throat, and was honest again when he replied, "Yes, you do, actually."
     Embarrassed, Lily turned away for the briefest moment, saying, "Oh. Well, I apologize, but I don't seem to quite recognize you."
     "It's okay," said the gentleman, giving a sad smile, "I wouldn't really expect you to."

   
     James Potter had always wanted Lily to look him in the eyes, and she finally had last night, with the most dazzling smile accompanying it. What a difference that was from the scowl she bore today. Dejected hazel met fierce, fiery emerald. And yet, even with her hateful stare, James could still see the pain concealed in her eyes, and this was what troubled him most. She was so close, and yet so very far away.