Characters: Lily Evans and James Potter
Pairing: Jily
Fandom (and era): The Marauder Era
Disclaimer: I do not own anything having to do with Harry Potter, those rights belong to universal studios and J.K. Rowling.
Notes: This is my first Harry Potter imagine so please let me know if I did the characters justice or not!
"Hey Evans," James Potter said. With his ruffled up hair and lopsided glasses he could make any girl swoon-though the seventeen year old wizard only wanted the one he had. His toffee colored skin had seemed to glow in the rare December sunlight that passed over the magical school Hogwarts.
"Potter," Lily Evans had been sitting at the edge of the Forbidden forest, reading. Her dark red hair was in a bun atop her head, with nothing but her wand keeping it in place. "What are you doing out here, I thought you had detention?" James, from under his heavy wool robes and Gryffindor scarf he shrugged with his usual devilish smile playing on his lips.
"Did I?" Lily rolled her jade green eyes and smirked. She peered up at James with a twisted smile on her pale, freckled face.
"Yes you did James," Lily shut her book and James plopped down on the cold dead grass.
"I don't think so-you know what I'm pretty sure I didn't have detention."
"I'm pretty sure you did," Lily played along, her cheeks turned a dusty pink.
"And what for my dear Lily-flower?" Lily than frowned momentarily and lightly hit James's arm with her novel, muttering something about 'don't call me that stupid nickname Potter!'
"Wait a minute," James laughed, he rubbed his arm in a joking manor, "I think I did have detention."
"Really now?" One of Lily's eyebrows was raised in mock question and Jams smiled harder than before because he always wondered how she, Remus and Sirius could do that.
"Yeah; I think it was because McGonagall caught me and my lovely girlfriend kissing." James leaned in a tad bit closer.
"And who might she be?" James could feel Lily's hot breath roll onto his lips before showing Lily his brought white teeth from behind his smile. The two leaned in more and Lily closed her eyes as one hand laid flat against the ground while the other was placed on James's shoulder.
"This great, beautiful, scary Gryffindor named-," James's lips were centimeters from Lily's, "-Sirius Black." Lily's mouth dropped open in shock; James fell back against the ground laughing hysterically.
"I-hate-you-Potter!" But she couldn't get the sentence out without having to stop every few seconds to laugh.
"I love you too Lily."