"Lily Evans," James Potter called, "Are you, no, you can not possibly be… studying? A week before graduation? Do my eyes deceive me?"
Lily rolled her eyes, "James, go find your stupid friends and leave me alone, for just once in your life. I have one more potions exam to take, but you wouldn't know that, seeing as you failed your potions O.W.L."
James slid onto the desk she was working on. He looked down at her with intense eyes, "Well then, let's hope that our child has your potions talent, not mine." Lily snorted, "Our child, that's rich."
James faked hurt and discouragement, "Really Lily, most girls would be asking if that was a marriage proposal, and you laugh at me." Lily put down her quill and looked up at James, "Most girls are, at this moment, partying with your friends because they almost lived until graduation," she sighed, "I'm not most other girls James, you've said that yourself on more than one occasion."
James leaned towards her until he his eyes were level with hers. "You know," he said softly, "that was a marriage proposal." He searched her eyes for answers. She didn't have any.
Lily was utterly taken aback. She had never seen James so serious. He leaned closer, until his lips were only inches from hers. She could feel his warn breath on her face. James was still looking for her reaction in her eyes. She was still unsure. He moved his lips closer, and at the last possible second, Lily turned her head. His lips gently brushed her jaw.
"James," she breathed, "I can't." James sat up, but just a little. "Are you sure?" he asked. Lily could only nod. "Alright then," he said, getting off the desk. He stood there for a moment, contemplating.
Then he bent down and kissed the top of the Lily's head. "Good bye Lily," he whispered, "I sincerely hope that one day we will meet again and you will choose to love me. But even if you didn't, I hope you're happy with whoever you choose," he smiled sadly, "Even if it is Remus."
And then he walked out of the library, leaving Lily behind him.