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"Wow, Lily, don't you look nice today," commented Scarlett. And she did look nice; she had on a beautiful black dress. The dress had pink flowers scattered about it, not too many though. It was a spaghetti strap dress, and the bottom of it was cut in a V, getting longer in the back. Lily's strapy, black sandals made her about three inches taller. Her dark, red hair was worn down today.

Lily smiled and said," Thanks, do I really look okay though?"

"You look gorgeous, Lily," responded her friend, "what's the big occasion anyways?

"James asked me out to dinner tonight. He said it was a somewhat fancy place too. I'm just nervous I won't look nice enough," Lily answered.

"Lily, I wouldn't worry about it. You could go into that place dressed in rags, and James wouldn't give a damn," Scarlett told her as she started painting her toenails red.

Lily thought about that and silently agreed. James loved her, and she loved him. It wouldn't matter to him how she looked, as long as she was there. That's one of his many qualities that she loved about him. She had always been able to be herself around him.

"Lily, hello, are you still there?" Gracie, Lily and Scarlett's other roommate, was waving her hands in front of Lily's face, trying to get her attention.

"Sorry Gracie must have zoned out," she muttered. She didn't like that she was knocked back to reality, if Lily could have it her way, she would have stood there and daydreamed about James all day long.

"Anyways, Lily, now that I've got your attention, I'll continue my story. So, I was in Diagon Alley, and I saw the most gorgeous guy that I have ever met. And we started talking and such. And we were talking for a good ten minutes when it hit me; I was talking to Clay Askew. That guy from Ravenclaw that Zoë went out with during our seventh year. Can you believe the coincidence?" Gracie said with a huge amount of enthusiasm.

Lily searched her mind for any recognition. Oh, yes, she remembered now. He had asked Zoë to Hogsmeade sometime during October. She really didn't pay much attention to that matter though, for at the time, she had many other things on her mind. James Potter being the primary thought.

James, somehow her mind had always turned back to him. She remembered that it had been about two weeks before the Halloween Ball when he first entered her train of thought, well, in a good way. Years before she had despised him, but he changed during their seventh year. He asked her to the Ball, explaining that since both of them had no date, they might as well go together. He kissed her the night of the dance, and since then, they have been together. Minus the little fights every so often, but she didn't like to think about that.

She snapped back into reality once she heard a knock on the door.

Gracie tossed her long, brown hair behind her shoulders and heading to answer the door.

James appeared in the doorway, looking extremely handsome and a little anxious as well. Lily quickly put that thought behind her as he smiled that smile that could make her weak in the knees. He slowly walked over to her and took her hand in his.

"Well, we should be going now," James said, to any other person he would have sounded perfectly normal. But Lily knew him better than anyone else; after all they had been together for two years already. She sensed something in his voice, but couldn't exactly tell what it was. It couldn't possibly nerves, could it?

He guided her out of the room and down the stairs of the apartment. Lily leaned against him and shut her eyes for a brief second. He smelled so good, she loved that about him. It was a soapy kind of smell, but it was his soapy smell. She opened her eyes a smiled, she loved him so much.

As the couple walked out of the apartment, they made their way over to an alley way. Lily wondered what the hell James was up to. Why on earth was he taking her in here? He led her next to an old Frisbee, one that had about ten small cracks in it.

"Hold on to this," he told her. She followed his instructions, but was quite puzzled. This was a dirty, mangy looking Frisbee. And she was not very happy to be holding it.

And all of a sudden Lily gasped, she felt like she was being pushed out of a window. Except, she never fell. Lily couldn't understand what was going on. She couldn't see James anymore; in fact, all she could see were colors flying past her. Then it stopped.

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