She is an enigma, light and dark, hard and soft, sweet and sour, rough and smooth, all rolled into one.
She is the tricky charms question that kept you up all night long, the book you keep trying to finish but never find the time to, the person who holds the secrets of the universe in their hand in a language only she can read.
She's every thing you hate and every thing you can't live without.
And when you think of her you think about the life cycle of a star
Starting off you see her just like everyone else, just a regular star trying not to shine to brightly or to dim. Fighting to stay balanced in a world full of crazy she can't control.
Next, you realise she's struggling to cope with life, school - with everything. You can see building inside of her, her shine turning the same colour as a her flaming hair. She's going to explode soon, you know it, she knows it, everyone knows it. But only you know of the one way to help her along; one sentence, five words, 16 letters, six syllables and one question mark that will send her toppling into an oblivion of rage, and even though you know, know for a fact you will suffer in the process you go ahead and say it anyway.
"Go out with me Evans?"
That's it. You've done it. She's burst into an explosion of light, beauty and the purest form of raw anger you've ever seen - she's screaming and shouting at you while you watch her eject her worries and cares into the surrounding atmosphere. You're stunned by the simple beauty of it, it will leave you dazed and dazzled for days to come.
She's still screaming insults at you, and you would be lying if you said you're not having a hard time pretending that each cruel word doesn't hurt like someone's papercut your heart and is currently pouring lemon juice over it.
You shout back as she leaves - taking all the heat, colour and immense beauty from everything you see with her, leaving it all with a horrible grey tinge.
She's gone now - as she will be for the next few days, sitting in her hole of the darkest black, regenerating all her lost energy so she can return to class on Monday, acting like the most normal of normal stars.
You both know this will continue to happen, because she is every thing you hate and every thing you can't live without. She is the brightest star in your sky even if she tries not to be - even if you don't want her to be.
Because she is Lilly Evans and you are James Potter
And you wouldn't have it any other way.