Seventeen-year-old Lily Evans was sitting by the lake reading a book It was the famous Hogwarts, A History, of course. Lessons had breezed by quickly today, there was no homework and nothing to breeze blew her long red hair, and she leaned her back against a tree she was sitting by. Surprisingly she hadn't seen James Potter today. She didn't know what that kid's problem was. Over the years they went from emenies to friends, but he had always wanted more than friendship.
She remembered seeing Sirius Black and Remus Lupin today, but without James. This was very out of the ordinary. She was a little worried about him, because if he was skipping then so would Sirius of course, but he was also the Head Boy. This was definetly not like him. He hadn't skipped a class in all the years she had known him, and if the marauders were up to something, Sirius would definetly be involved.
** James Potter had not been in any of his classes today because he was in the Hospital Wing. Sirius and him had been goofing off during Quidditch practice and somehow he had gotten knocked off his broom. Him of all people, he was very embarrassed. How could he, James Potter, allow such a thing to happen? Of course he was one of the best players on the team, but so was Sirius. Still, though, James was amazed such a thing had happened.
He walked out of the enterance of the castle and took a deep breath of fresh air. He stared at the beautiful lake and caught a glimpse of something even more beautiful and his breath caught in his throat. He saw her beautiful red hair flowing wildly around her and that look of concentration on her face she always had when she was reading. Merlin, she is gorgeous, he thought to himself. He made his way slowly towards her, his courage rising.
** Lily heard somebody approaching her from behind and she turned to see who it was, she saw a glimpse of messy jet black hair and that was all she needed to know. "Hello, James." She said in a sweet voice, but there seemed to be an unanswered question written on her lips.
He smiled and sat down beside her, this wasn't unusual. They were friends, after all, and everyone knew James was head over heels in love with Lily. She would deny it, but everyone noticed how when he often made those comments on how pretty she looked, or when Sirius let it slip about something James had said about Lliy always blushed a fierce red. Everyone knew it was going to happen sooner or later. "Good morning, Lily-Flower."
Lily grinned and rolled her emerald green eyes at him, brushing her hair out from in front of her face, "It's not morning anymore, James."
"Well, I just woke up from the Hospital Wing and you have bed hair, my dear." James pointed out,and nodding towards her hair with that goofy lopsided smile of his.
Lily fixed her hair, "It is not bed hair," she said in a defensive as she combed it with her fingers, "It's this stupid wind that won't leave my hair alone." She said with a slight grin on her face.
James ruffled his hair like he usually did and went to lay down on the grass so it could look like he was staring at the clouds when he was really staring at Lily.
Lily saw James ruffle his hair and asked "Why do you always do that?" She had once convinced herself that it had annoyed her, but as she grew closer to him it just seemed a part of him. I wonder if his hair feels like feathers, she thought to herself, and her cheeks flushed when she actually had to catch herself from feeling his hair.
James shrugged "I don't know, just always have. One of the only things that's just always come naturally to me. That and ride a broom." He said looking at her
"James, anybody can learn how to ride a broom." She pointed out with a roll of her eyes, "Some people just don't find it fun, like me." She said and leaned to look down at him, "I really see no point in flying a hundred feet in the air on a little stick. It's not very safe, you know."
"It's perfectly safe." He assured her with a dreamy look in his eyes.
Lily narrowed her eyes and said with a challenge in her voice, "Really, and why was it you were in the Hospital Wing all morning?" Lily was taking a wild guess of course, but she knew she was right when she saw the look on his face.
James tensed and bit his lip looking for an excuse, but he finally gave up. "Okay, okay you got me, but I would make sure you we're safe if you would ride with me." He said with pleading eyes.
Lily actually laughed out loud at him, "I'm sorry to burst your bubble James, but I am not getting on a broom with you." She said with certainty.
"Oh, yes you will." "Why do you say that?" "I've seen the future." "Oh really?" "Really." "Who told you?" "Professor Adiar.
Lily laughed "Professor Adair?" she asked "That teacher is pretty and sweet, but I don't believe she's really a psychic." Lily shook her head and tilted it to the side, "she keeps predicting to me that I'm going to fall in love, trust me Divination is not her thing.
"Hey that lady is right sometimes, she predicted Gryffindor would win the house cup, and what do you think we did?" He said with a certian nod, "She also said I would make Head Boy."
"Those are logical predictions. Gryffindor always when the house cup, and everybody knew me and you would be Head Boy and Girl." Lily reminded him.
James shrugged "Well, that doesn't change the fact that they still came true." He mumbled and ruffled his hair again.
"Well, I haven't fell in love." Lily said turning her whole body towards him where she could sit criss cross, "and I don't think it's going to happen anytime soon."
"Well, we're just going to have to fix that aren't we?" James said as he sat up and gently brought his lips down to hers, and pulled away just as gently. It was as gently as fast, and it almost seemed like nothing had ever happened, if it wasn't for the feelings that were bursting out of either of them. It was the most magnificent thing James had ever felt, and he didn't know how to describe it.
Lily looked at him, her mouth slightly open, and so many things and feelings running through her mind. She resisted the urge to pull that feathery hair of his hand pull his lips back to hers, but she almost cursed herself for thinking such a thing. She knew she was blushing fiercly, her face felt like it was on fire. It almost matched her hair.
James peeked one eye open, he was quite surprised she hadn't hit him yet. He figured he was safe and opened both eyes, but he was wrong. He heard a loud smack, and felt a sting to his cheek.
Lily didn't know what else to do, her mind was screaming no. She always went by her mind, but her heart felt as if it was about to burst out of her chest. It had swelled and almost brought tears to her eyes. She was so confused she didn't know what to do. When she saw the hurt in his eyes she felt a tear roll down her cheek. She hadn't realized that she had hurt him, and the worst part is she knew it wasn't physical pain. It had hurt his feelings, Lily Evans had hurt James Potter's feelings. She wasn't even sure he had feelings, but at that moment she had the urge to cradle him in her arms, and tell him she was sorry.
James brought his hand to his cheek and slowly got up, "Um, I-I'm sorry." He said and walked away. This shouldn't have hurt him as bad as it did, he had saw it coming after all. He closed his eyes and took a deep shaky breath. I won't give up, he thought to himself, I just can't.
Lily quickly stood up, "James wait!" She yelled, but then mentally kicked herself. She didn't know what to say to him. He turned around slowly, his eyes glazed. "I-I'm really sorry, but I don't, I can't." She couldn't find the words to say. James just shook his head and continued to walk away, and this time she let him.