A/N: Here's a nifty little one-shot that I've had in my head for quite some time. I hope it will hold you over until I get rid of the writer's block that is circling around my other stories. I hope you like this! It's short, but I think it's pretty well done. Please review and let me know what YOU think. Thanks for reading!
James Potter had never thought himself aggressive.
No, he was usually quite patient with things.
He didn't think himself as one to force oneself upon another.
He had more respect than that.
Sure, he'd do almost anything to get what he wanted, if he wanted it bad enough.
But who wouldn't?
But this was a different story.
He'd never do that if it involved another person.
No, he was better than that.
He would never stoop to the level of a Slytherin.
Would he?
No…
So why?
Why did he do it?
He'd always wanted to.
He'd admit that much.
Who wouldn't want to?
Who wouldn't want her?
Lily Evans was perfect.
But he'd never expected to lose control of himself.
He knew it was more than hormones.
Nothing would justify what he did.
He'd only wanted to steal a kiss.
But it became so much more.
It got out of hand.
He had lost control.
He hadn't meant to pin her against the wall.
He hadn't meant to do anything more than just a slight peck on the lips.
Thankfully he had realized what he was doing and had stopped himself.
Thankfully he'd done nothing more than kiss her.
But what's troubling him now is…
Why didn't she try to stop him?
Why didn't she fight back?
A/N: I know, it's not the best I've done. Oh well, I wanted to get it out of my head. Please let me know what you think!