A/N: This is just a little thing I wrote really quickly to get rid of my writers block for my other story (and for my English essay), so please disregard any spelling errors or grammar issues.

Disclaimer: I own none of it, I really don't, why would I lie?

I walked into the room where my best friend was. "Hey, Prongsie, what's happening?" I threw my bag on the bed.

"Shut up, backstabber." He didn't even look at me.

"Wait, what's going on? What have I missed?" I was officially befuddled.

"God, Sirius be a man for once in your life and take responsibility for what you did!"

"Man? Reponsibility? What are you talking about, James? I didn't do anything! Lily came on to ME! I had nothing to do with it!" I knew my eyes were glaring, the Black temper coming through.

"You didn't do anything? You strut around daily, showing off your perfect body and perfect hair and perfect perfection, making every girl fall for you. Hell, Sirius, she fell for you!" At these last words, my best friend crumpled onto the foot of his bed and put his head in his hands.

"Padfoot, I guess I'll just never be good enough for her, will I?" He looked up at me. I didn't know what to say. One minute he's yelling at me, the next he's asking me this?

"I…I don't know, Prongs."

Minutes passed before anything was said.

"What did she say when she asked you out?" He was staring at the wall, emotionless.

"I…I said no, Prongs. I told her I wouldn't do that to you."

"Alice and Dorcas told Moony you said yes."

And it all made sense.

"Prongs, you know the two of them. Alice and Dorcas, I mean. Gossip and rumors, they thrive on them. I'm not saying they're bad people, just…They gossip. All the time. They're seventeen year old girls, what do you expect?" I went over and sat next to him. "I wouldn't have done that to you."

All of a sudden the door burst open. There was Lily Evans, the girl causing all of this. I rolled my eyes. She stared at James' face, in shock. I followed her gaze, and nearly fell off the bed.

James Potter had been crying. Actually crying. The last time I'd seen him do that was when we lost the Quidditch cup to Slytherin in 5th year.

He was truly, undeniably, honest-to-Merlin crying.

"P-Potter. What's…Wrong?" She stuttered. Lily Evans, stuttering? It's a day of revelations, people.

"I – uh – I – nothing. I have, I have allergies." He sniffed and wiped his eyes and, I suppose to be a little more authentic (since his "allergies" were so awful), his nose.

"Potter!" Prongs sniffed again. Lily's face softened and became the sweet disposition that I think James fell for in the beginning.

"James. I didn't mean to."

Oh, god, mushy moment. I'll…Go stare at a wall.

While listening in, of course.

"To what? Break my heart?"

Prongs is getting mushy. Ugh…

"What? Yeah, I suppose. I – I thought. I thought Sirius was you."

"So?"

Wait for it. James'll get it.

Wait for it.

Wait for it…

Okay, even Prongs isn't THAT stupid.

This shouldn't take him this long.

Okay, maybe he IS that stupid.

"OOOOOOOOOOH! You mean…You mean, you meant to ask me to Hogsmeade?"

Way to go, Sherlock. Watson would be proud…

"So…You meant to ask me out?"

"Yes. I thought Sirius was you, since you both look a little alike when you're asleep on your homework."

Way to go Lily. Insert a backhanded insult.

"And then I just said it without knowing who it was. Now that I look back on it, it wasn't a very good approach."

Wow, Lily, ya think?

James stared at her google-eyed. Actually, I'm not sure if he knows how to look at her any other way.

"So…You like me?"

"Do I have to say it?"

"Yes or otherwise I will think the world is playing a cruel, cruel joke on my fragile soul."

"Yes, James Potter, I like you, even with your melodramatic phrases."

"Why thank you."

"I can't for the life of me figure out where the compliment was."

"It's more a 'thank you for realizing that I have liked you for ages'."

"Ahh. I see."

Awkward silence. I'm still staring at the wall. I probably look like a brain dead zombie.

HAHA. Get it?

Sorry. Bad joke.

Anyway, I decided to break the silence. "So, Lils. Do you realize the blow this has been to my ego? I've been rejected! I'm – " I didn't get to finish my sentence because about 30 pillows were chucked at my head, forcing me to fall off the bed and pushing me into the dorm bathroom, then, ultimately, locking me in the shower. Well, about 20 of the 30 were charmed by Lily, the other 10 were thrown by James, because he's too stupid to charm them.

God I love my friends.

I heard Lily giggle. They obviously don't know I can hear them.

"Well, thanks James for not freaking out about."

Shows how much SHE knows…

"Yeah, I had a feeling it was a misunderstanding. You'd never go for Sirius."

WHAT?! Wow, Prongs. Way to go. Way. To. Go.

"I wouldn't. I'd go for you."

Pardon me. I have to go vomit.

Who would have known LILY to be like that? Or JAMES?!

"Lily?"

"Yes, James?"

"Can…Can I hug you?"

"Well, I mean, you didn't have to ask, I mean, I guess, yeah."

Honestly. Going. To vomit. Too mushy gushy.

I managed to wrench myself out of the shower and out of the bathroom, where I pelted the happy couple with some of the pillows and ran out of there like a bat out of hell. They followed me and James tackled me, but not before I yelled, "JAMES AND LILY ARE GOING TO HOGSMEADE AND THEY'RE ALL MUSHY GUSHY LOVEY DOVEY!!"

Moony and Wormtail rushed over to pull James off of me, but the two of us were laughing too hard to move. I got a bruised knee from crashing into the common room table.

It was so worth it.

Later that day, I went back into our dorm, where I heard, "Upside Down, Bouncing Off the Ceiling" play. You know, the one by Ateens. I went in the room, wondering if one of the girls was in there.

And James was dancing around like an idiotic nerd, saying, "I'm going out with Lily, I'm going out with Lily!" over and over again.

I pulled out my WizardCam and filmed it all.

This is SO gonna be played for the whole graduating class.