I am writing this because of some serious writers block so maybe it'll help… So here ya go…

She was nibbling on the end of her quill, deep in concentration. Her deep emerald collared eyes focussed on the work in front of her while a lock of her wavy auburn coloured hair fell from the grasp of her loose ponytail.

James Potter was starring unabashedly at Lily Evans from across the room, not that she would notice. Lily Evans never noticed him. No matter how hard he tried. And really why would she? All he did was aggravate her to the point where she screamed at him. But that was when she was most beautiful, when her face was red with anger and her beautiful eyes flashed with anger. Her whole body portrayed the passion that she felt. And so that was why James was always the one behind her anger, because he loved seeing her with so much of that passion.

"Potter. Potter." He was being shaken out of his daydream, "POTTER!"

"Merlin woman, what do you want?!" James looked up into her eyes.

"Just want to know why the bloody hell you have been starring at me for an hour. Its annoying and creepy Potter. So stop, some of us are trying to work and if you aren't one of them, then get out of the library!" She turned and stormed back to her table to gather her things and with one last angry glare she left the library.

Of course James ran after her. Did anyone really think anything different would happen?

"Lily, wait up!"

"What Potter?" the venom in her voice was obvious.

"I guess I just wanted to say I was sorry." Lily looked thrown for a second.

"Sorry? Really Potter, you want me to believe that?"

"Yeah I guess so, since its what I said!" James argued which he knew wasn't the safest option.

"Well guess what Potter? You aren't forgiven. And do you want to know why? Because I know guys like you. You act like you are sorry and just when I let my guard down you do it again! And that," Lily looked him in the eyes, "is why I am not going to let my guard down with you. Because I know that is exactly what you will do. And I will not—"

And that was when James lost all control. He did it. He knew he shouldn't have, but he did it. He kissed Lily Evans. At first it was gentle, but then she started to give in, and that just fuelled his fire. He fisted her beautiful hair and deepened the kiss. He backed her up against the cold stone wall and she let out a small, almost silent moan. He let himself smile against her lips.

But of course that moment couldn't last forever, even if he wished it could have. He knew it was coming, he did. But it really was so worth it.

SLAP! "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT POTTER?!" Lily screeched at him.

James just smiled at her calmly, "you kissed me back." And with that he turned away from her with that small victory in his mind. Lily Evans had kissed him back.

In the distance he heard her whisper to herself, "Did I really just kiss James Potter back?"

Lily wasn't as in control as she once thought. But all James could think in that moment was that Lily Evans, his Lily Evans, had kissed him back. And that was enough for him in that moment.

A/N: So there you go! Hope you liked this little oneshot! But I would LOVE feedback So lemme know! Until next time, xoxo Becca