"Prongs, you know I hate to say it, but it's just not gonna happen," Sirius Black said to his best friend James Potter, as he watched him yet again gazing at the red haired girl a few seats away at the Gryffindor table.
"You're wrong Padfoot, I think I'm starting to get somewhere, watch this." At that James leaned past Sirius and yelled, "Evans, go out with me? You know you want to!"
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Lily Evans was having breakfast in the Great Hall and talking to her friend Samantha Ryder
"Lils, James is staring at you again," said Samantha, helping herself to a piece of toast.
Lily huffed. When was he going to get the picture?
"You know, you could just give him a chance, you might even find you like him." But from the horrified look Lily gave her, Sam sighed. Together with Sirius, she'd been trying to get Lily and James together for months. It was clear to everyone who knew them it was meant to be, so why couldn't Lily see it?
Just then a shout came their way "Evans, go out with me? You know you want to!"
Lily picked up her bag. "Come on Sam, we'd better get to Potions." And with that walked out of the Great Hall. Samantha glanced back at Sirius and shrugged before hurrying after Lily.
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"She doesn't shout at me anymore, Padfoot," James said, grinning and gave Sirius a small wink.
"Prongs," muttered Sirius, "she ignored you, how is that getting somewhere?"
Lily sat at her desk in her room off the Heads Common Room. Having started her seventh and final year at Hogwarts only one week ago she was already behind in her work. She'd been so happy to be chosen as Head Girl, but it had all gone horribly wrong when she found out who was to be Head Boy. James Potter. He was the one person in her year she had been trying to avoid and now she was stuck sharing the Heads Tower with him. Although she had managed to stay out of his way for the most part, Lily found that thoughts of James had been invading her mind since coming back to School, and this was why she was behind only a week into the term.
Deciding that the best course of action would be to ignore James completely, not talk to him, look at him, not even think about him, had been the easy part. Actually doing it, however, was another matter. She had found herself sneaking glances at James whenever she could and was sure he'd noticed somehow, but what bothered her most was that she didn't know why she was feeling like this. James was a trouble maker, everyone knew what his gang were like. Always in detention, never taking anything seriously, showing off to anything in a skirt; this just wasn't what she needed right now.
Glancing down at the parchment on her desk, the Ttransfiguration essay she had been working on was only half finished, but she gave it up as a bad job and sighed. She needed to get out of here and get some air but she could hear James with Sirius, Remus and Peter outside her door in the heads common room and just couldn't face them. She would just have to wait until they left and James went to bed. But almost as soon as she thought that, she heard the door to the common room swing shut, then silence. Relief swept over her. They'd gone.
She opened the door to her room and started quietly towards the portrait hole.
"Lily." The voice, even as softly as it spoke made her jump. She spun around. James was walking slowly towards her and she backed away.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he said as he continued moving nearer. Lily took one more step back only to find herself hit the wall. There was no where else to go, and James was now right in front of her, staring into her eyes. Her heart started to pound in her chest; surely he must hear it. He brushed a strand of her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. Suddenly his lips were on hers, she struggled to pull away but he pushed her back against the wall.
Her mind went blissfully blank as she began to relax and found herself kissing him back, she parted her lips and felt James' tongue slip inside her mouth and gently massage hers.
James moved his hands to her waist and pulled her closer, but her mind cleared and she pushed him away. "Don't do this," she whispered. He stared at her, hurt evident in his face. Her eyes filled with tears and she ran from the common room, leaving James calling after her.