Of Pink Hair and Beauty Contests
"No."
"Come on Evans. You know you want to."
"Really? That's a shock."
"Please?"
"No. Now, go away or you will die a slow painful death. I'm serious."
"No you aren't! You're Lily Evans and-"
"Finish that sentence and I will terminate you."
"Why? It's funny."
"No, it isn't. It got old third year."
"It's still funny to me..."
"That's because you have no brain."
"Ouch."
"Glad I have harmed you in some way. Now go away before I bestow bodily harm upon you."
"Please Evans. You love me too much to harm me in any way."
"Wanna bet?"
"Not in particular."
"Thought so."
"You can't deny that you think I'm rather good looking though."
"Potter, I'm serious. Go. Away."
"Nope."
"..."
"Lily?"
"What color?"
"...What?"
"What color?"
"For whatever do you need me to answer that question?"
"Just answer the damn question! What color?"
"Uh..."
"Okay. Pink it is."
"What? Hey!"
"Hmm, it suits you. Very nice."
"Lily...no my hair! What did you do to my hair?"
"Died it pink obviously. Nice choice by the way."
"!"
"Really. That face makes you even uglier then you are."
"..."
"Hey Prongs, nice hair!"
"SHUT UP PADFOOT!"
"Okay...I'll be leaving now. Nice job Evans!"
"Thank you. I'm quite proud actually."
"If you're so damn proud of it, why don't you take a picture and enter it to some stupid beauty contest."
"..."
"EVANS, GET THAT DAMN CAMERA AWAY FROM ME!"
"I'm afraid not James."
"..."
"Potter?"
"..."
"POTTER!"
"You just called me James."
"...No I didn't."
"Yes you did! Don't deny it Lily! You lurve me."
"Lurve isn't a word."
"It is to me."
"Shows how much of a genius you are."
"Thank you!"
"I was being sarcastic you dimwit."
"Sarcasm is the lowest from of wit."
"What is that suppose to mean?!"
"Nothing in particular."
"I tend to think that wit is the highest form of sarcasm."
"..."
"What?"
"You're one strange bird Lily Evans."
"I've been told."
"We seem to have drove away from the topic we were talking about."
"Which is?"
"That you love me."
"I do not."
"Don't deny it Evans. You love me."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"DO NOT!"
"DO TOO!"
"DO NOT!"
"..."
"..."
"What just happened?"
"We kissed."
"No we didn't."
"Yes we did."
"No we didn't!"
"Oh, not this sodding game again."
"...But, but we didn't!"
"We did. Admit it Lily: you love me. If you didn't you wouldn't have kissed me back."
"...You're just such a damn good kisser...and I...oh, sod it all!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Damn."
"Damn is right."
Author's Note: 12 AM...tired (yet is off to watch TV)...review? Please? Tell me what to think!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did...I probably would have married Neville and Luna together.
