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"Evans! Hey, Evans!"
She really hoped not to hear that voice until the end of Christmas holidays, but obviously, no one listened to her.
"No, Potter. Whatever you want to ask, the answer is no!" she replied without looking at the boy approaching.
"But you don't even know what I was going to say! That's unfair!"
"For seven years now I've heard you try to convince me to go on a date, to do things with you that I never ever thought they could exist. You embarrassed me in so many ways I lost the count. So, no, Potter, I don't want to hear your next brilliant idea because I already know that I won't like it." she said, managing to keep her voice calm.
"Exactly!" he replied and she looked at him like he was a zombie or an angel fell from the sky.
"What?"
"I realised that. I realised everything you just said. I embarrassed you, I stalked you, I did things I'm not proud of because I wanted to attract your attention. I realised it was leading you away from me. I'm not here to ask you out again, I'm here to apologise. I beg your pardon and I promise I'll never do anything like that again."
She was stunned. She didn't aspect this. She looked around, but no one else was there to listen. He seemed so sincere. She thought it would never come the day when James Potter would apologise to her.
"I don't know what to say…"
"What about "mistletoe"?"
"What?" she repeated, she was starting to lose her grip to reality. She didn't quite believe what was happening.
"Mistletoe." he said again, with a tender smile on his face, pointing a finger on the ceiling. They were standing right under the mistletoe.
She looked up and shook her head. "I don't understand." she whispered, she didn't know if she was referring to the mistletoe or to the entire situation.
"Christmas tradition, you know, kissing under the mistletoe… I thought Muggles do it too."
"Oh, yes, yes, they do." she replied still confused.
"Can I kiss you?" he asked gently. She stared at him as if he was talking in an alien language and before she could find an answer, his lips touched hers in the sweetest of the kiss.