A/N: Pure drabble, first from James' point of view, then Severus'. Dedicated to Celandine Holbrook, who gave me the idea (and the title).
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em.
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Ever since that day on the train when she sat in mine and Sirius' compartment, her face has haunted my dreams. Her beautiful red hair, her shining green eyes, her infectious smile. I yearn for her, but she hates me. I don't know why. All the books about charming witches say to talk to them, but every time I try to talk to Lily, she stalks off, head held high.
I have everything to offer her. Not to sound vain or anything, but I am gorgeous. And a Quidditch star. What more could she want?
The way her hair swings when she walks; the way her lips purse when she's cross; the way she laughs.
Loving Lily is easy. I just wish I knew how to make her love me back.
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A/N: Short, but it's meant to be. R&R please.