First Kiss
He was giving up, I could tell.
I was dawdling on the way back to Gryffindor tower, hoping to catch a glimpse of James. James. I remembered the first time he had teasingly smiled at me from behind his textbook. I had glared back, but instantly I regretted it. But of course, it's too late now.
When I saw him he was meandering past the charms classroom. I cautiously approached, but he wouldn't look at me. I fell into step. "Potter…" I started. "James….." A boom thunder crashed outside. I realized what I needed to do. "James Potter I love you." I almost shrieked. Then I kissed him. Not a peck, a kiss. He laughed. "I love you too". He said faintly.