Of Shocks and Shocking Results
James took a deep breath.
And absentmindedly ruffled his hair.
Shit.
He swore and ran to the mirror.
And tried desperately to flatten his impossible black hair.
In vain.
He sighed in defeat.
He knew he should have realised that when it mattered most, his hair would always win.
Always.
He bit back another profanity.
He spun around- determined.
He would do it today.
He'd ask her.
James strode out of the dormitory.
Past his friends, not seeing them.
"Prongs's got a manic glint in his eyes!" observed Moony gravely.
"He's going to bugger his chances with that Evans bird!" guffawed Padfoot.
"Wassgoinon, mate?" slurred Wormtail.
James, however, was long gone.
He was headed to the library.
He knew that she'd be there, her favourite place.
He rushed past throngs of students.
He bumped into McGonagall.
"Mr Potter! Come back here right now!"
He ran through Peeves.
"Oi! Ickle Prongsie is in wuw!"
He brushed past Slughorn.
"Well, Mr Potter, look after her well."
He ignored everyone.
And burst into the library.
Deaf to Madam Pince.
"POTTER! This is a library, for Merlin's sake!"
He ran past the rows of books and right to the back of the library.
And saw a beautiful vision.
A redhead sitting by the window.
Her hair catching the sunlight and glowing.
Her clear green eyes glowing as she read.
"Evans!" he called.
She looked up- expressionless.
"Please- Please go out w-with me?" he stuttered.
She shut her book.
Painfully slow.
And stood up.
She uttered a single, powerful, unexpected word.
"Yes."
Shocked, James fainted.
~littlegirlgonemad~
Author's Note: What did you think of this new piece of randomness from me? To OOC? Tell me in a review!
