AN: James and Lily do not belong to me...because if they did there would be a LOT less Harry and a LOT more James. :D
I laid my head on his chest staring at him. His Hazel eyes glistened behind his glasses. He smiled at me, wrapping an arm around my waist.
He pulled my face up so he could kiss me. When our mouths met I smiled, it was like this every time James kissed me, Sparks flew, and time stopped. He ran his hands through my Scarlet hair, pushing our mouths closer.
I reached down and ran my hands across his perfectly toned chest, pausing at his neck to pull of his tie. I then reached for the top button on his shir-
"Lily! Wake up!" A voice screamed at me.
I groaned and threw a pillow over my head trying to escape the noise. My actions resulted in the pillow being thrown across the room.
"Go away Riely!" I groaned and peeked an eye open.
It was my best friend Riely, my dead, best friend Riely if she didn't shut up soon.
"God. You call me a lazy arse; you've been sitting her nearly drowning yourself in all your drool. What the hell did you dream about anyway?" Riely replied.
"Just five more minutes, Riely please!" I screamed.
"God Lils, Something about this situation tells me you were dreaming about a certain Qudditch-playing Lily loving, drool worthy boy." She whispered.
"I don't want to talk about it Riely." I said, scowling.
"Yeah well, all I'm saying is that if you don't do something about it soon, he's going to give up. He's not going to wait forever, Lils."
I just grimaced at her. "You want breakfast or not?"
