"Evans!" Lily heard the deep voice as she strolled toward the dining hall for breakfast.
"Well, hello, Potter."
James smirked at her, those beautiful hazel eyes studying her own emerald ones. "I have a question for you. Have you ever thought about what defines a person, say me, for example?"
Lily felt her face tugged into the same smirk as his. "Hm, the definition of James Potter (he grinned at the use of his name). A mischievous, girl loving prick who somehow happens to be my friend is what comes to mind." Her heart melted as he frowned in mock concentration.
"Lily Evans (she also grinned at the sound of her name). Hm. Definition? The girl I love."
She stood, stunned, as he loped into the dining hall and took his seat next to Sirius. She strode in as usual, but she was thinking, "Hm. James Potter. Definition? Lily Evans' better half."
A/N-
Hello, internet! I wrote this in my super incredibly boring science class. I was bored. Did you love the icky, sweet fluffiness?
-CelerySlayer (aka Katie)
