I wrote jily! Written for prompt of the day at the Golden Snitch forum. Words: 642+ Prompt: "I know I let you down. Could you ever forgive me?"
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His mouth was twisted into an adorable- annoying pout and his dark chocolate - mudlike! eyes were staring at her with regret- glee, more like it.
"I know I let you down. Could you ever forgive me?"
"Hmm, let me think abou- No."
James Potter finally drew back and sighed, all suave- annoying! personality gone. "Come on, Lils. It was just a prank."
"Don't call me that!" Lily Evans turned towards him practically hissing, "You told the whole school we were dating."
"I've been doing that since third year, Evans." James raised an eyebrow, "You need to catch up."
Lily started stuffing her already-filled schoolbag with textbooks, notes, and more notes as she got up to leave the library table, "Yes, but this time they believed you." Just because she started to study with Potter now everyone was gossiping that they had finally tied the knot. What knot? She grumbled as one of her notes got crushed. Not her fault that she was a kind soul and Potter sucked at potions. She accepts one request and look what happens.
"Geez, I wonder why. Because it's not like you threw your Ancient Runes textbook at my face the other day. That couldn't possibly be taken any other way except lovingly."
"Keep it up and it'll be Arithmancy next." Nothing hurt more like math being smacked in the face of a jerk. She pondered that. Nothing would be more satisfying either. Huh.
"Oi, Lily." Potter nodded towards the front, "Pince is giving us the eye."
Lily retorted, "She is giving you the eye." She managed to seal the front of her bag with a satisfying clink and smirked. Haha. Success. She lifted it from the table and winced at the weight. That was more weight than she came in with. With a restrained groan, she lifted it back on the table to open it again. Had she left another library book in it again?
Potter was making a face at her statement, "Pince? Making eyes at me? That's terrible."
Lily eyed Fantastic Beasts textbook in interest. She had forgotten that was in her bag or was it the library copy? She started to flip through it. She replied absently, "Yes, Pince really should have better taste in guys."
"Rude." Potter frowned at her, "Is that my textbook?"
She scanned the pages till she came upon 'property of handsome' on the back cover. Lily rolled her eyes. "No." But she tossed it to him anyway. Since when was Potter's stuff getting mixed up with hers?
"Fine, fine." Potter sighed deeply, "I'll inform the student body of our break-up."
She glared at him.
"Fine. That we never were together."
"And never will be."
Potter waggled his eyebrows at her, "I make no promises."
"Neither do I." Lily closed her bag for the second time and tried the weight again. It almost took her to the floor. She scowled. Had she lost muscle from the mere hours of sitting in a chair?
"Hold on," Potter got up from his chair and came over to her, bringing out his wand with a flourish. He tapped her bag and muttered softly under his breath.
Lily was about to push him away because what on earth was he doing standing so close to her. Then she blinked-
Her bag was... light. Like feathers, not boulders. She mumbled, "How did you-" How come after five years of magical school and lugging around a bag of bricks and she never looked for a spell that could...
Potter leaned close to her and she stiffened. His breath tickled her ear and he whispered, "Why, Evans, there is such a thing as magic."
"Shut up, Potter."
"Make me."
- and so Lily Evans did. With an Arithmancy textbook right to the face.
It was satisfying. That nice - jerk!
