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Dear James,

I used to hate you. I used to think you were the worst person in the world. I would have rather spent time with the giant squid than with you. But then something changed. You changed, I changed and we made it here. And I wouldn't change where we are now for the world.

They say love is patient and kind. Your love was certainly patient and certainly kind. You had to endure so much from me, all of those daily rejections. It took me a while, but I eventually came round to your way of thinking, as Remus knew I would. Remus is always right. Except, I came around a lot quicker than you thought I did. The truth was, at that point in time, I was scared. I was scared to tell you how I felt because I was scared it would ruin everything. We were such good friends by that point that I felt if I told you how I felt it would ruin our friendship. I was scared that you'd moved on, because you'd stopped asking me out. That you didn't like me like that anymore. So I waited. I waited, and watched as you broke my heart, waited as you kissed me in the snow. I waited, wanting to know that that kiss was more than just a kiss. Of course, the circumstances were completely inappropriate, you already had a girlfriend. I kept telling myself that. It was wrong. But I loved you, so how could it be wrong? So I waited some more, and talked to Remus, took a deep breath and moved on. Of course I didn't care. Lily Evans hated James Potter, right?

And then, of course, you came back. You broke up with her and we were back to being friends again, it was easy, companionable, and I didn't have to worry. For awhile at least, I didn't mind. I liked being able to laugh with you, to sit up late while you helped me with Transfiguration, the secret conversations we had scrawled on the corners of our notes throughout lessons, with the aid of a helpful Protean charm. I liked sitting with you by the fire in the evenings, talking about things I couldn't talk about with anyone else. Those conversations were the best, but they also reminded me that those feelings weren't completely buried. And so, in the most impulsive moment of my life, I kissed you. And you kissed me back. And the rest, so they say, is history...

Of course, our relationship still wasn't easy, we fought almost as often as we used to, over the most trivial things, but we'd get through them, because we loved each other. I still love you.

We'll get through this war somehow too. We'll get through it, and we'll have Harry with us, and life will be good. And we'll be happy. Together, the three of us. But, if we don't, I just want you to know that I love you with all my heart. And that really, I always have.

I love you, James.

Lily