"Give me back my book," Lily said, for the millionth time, closing her eyes.

"We'll trade, how about that? I give you the book, and you give me a kiss," James said, looking up from the book.

"What? No! Why are you even reading my book? You don't even like reading," she said, her brow furrowing and her face turning red. James chuckled, which caused her to blush even further.

"I do like reading, Evans. I'm sad you would think otherwise."

"Well between playing Quidditch and harassing me for a date, I didn't think you'd have time for any reading."

"That is true. That doesn't mean I don't like to read when I have the chance. Now then, that kiss?"

"But-"

"I still have your book, Evans."

Lily sighed in exasperation. She really needed that book back; it was borrowed from the library. After blinking her eyes hard, she got up and went over to James.

"Let's get this over with, Potter," she growled.

Closing her eyes, she leaned in and barley brushed her lips against his before pulling away. A triumphant grin on his face, James gave Lily back her book before turning to Sirius and pumping his hand in the air.


Prompt used: "We'll trade, how about that? I give you the book, and you give me a kiss."

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