Nail Polish
By: Starblaze
Summary: James spends some time admiring Lily's nail polish and reflecting on his "small" infatuation with the red head. And he gets caught in the act.
Author's Note: It's a short lil ficlet…read and review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing from the Harry Potter books.
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It was pink today. He had seen it during Transfiguration this morning when she had gotten frustrated with the spell they were learning. When she had thrown her hands up in the air, full of annoyance, the sparkles had caught his eye.
Pink with sparkles.
So girly.
He was enamored all over again. It'd been like this for three years now. He had been in love with a girl that barely acknowledged his existence. And unfortunately for him, everyone in the school knew of his infatuation with her.
It wasn't like she changed the color very often, but when she did, it definitely caught his attention. Like last month, when they were white with blue stripes. How creative was that? He knew girls liked nail polish, in fact his own younger sister had the mood-changing wizard's collection (all 28!), but it had never intrigued him until he saw her wearing it. It had made her beautiful, dainty hands look even prettier.
The pink, although it clashed horribly with her brilliant red hair, did bring about a splendid contrast with her milky skin, and he suddenly found himself liking nail polish a lot.
He could tell she was proud of her nails today. She kept playing with her hands and placing her hands flat against the dark desks to admire her work.
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"Mr. Potter?" he heard Flitwick ask.
He quickly looked away from her and towards the tiny Professor.
"Yes Sir?" he asked cautiously.
"I was just inquiring about everyone's favorite color, but as I noticed, it must be pink," Flitwick said with a hint of a smile, and he felt himself turn red, "You see, Mr. Potter, if you had been paying attention instead of admiring other's hands, you would've heard that we are learning decorating charms today."
He saw her, out of the corner of his eye, flush pink and look down to marvel her handiwork. He apologized to Flitwick and forced himself to pay attention. He could hear his three best friends snickering next to him.
"What did you do now, Prongs?" he heard Sirius ask him jokingly.
"Hmm, I think Mr. Prongs has found himself a liking for nail polish," Remus teased.
"What color is your favorite, James?" Peter mocked.
"They're pink today," he mumbled, which only caused for more laughter from his friends.
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As the bell rang, he slowly gathered his stuff. His friends shot out the door, eager for lunch, while he took his time. To his surprise, as he was leaving, he heard his name.
"James?" she asked again.
He turned and nodded, "Yes, Lily?"
"Umm, why were you looking at my hands?" she asked carefully, "Was something wrong with them?"
"No! Not at all!" he said, surprised, "Its just that they're pink today, that's all."
She laughed, "I know. Did them myself!"
He smiled, "I think they look amazing."
She blushed, "Thanks. That was very sweet of you, James."
He felt his smile widen. "So, what do you say?" he asked holding out an arm, "Want to go to lunch, Ms. Evans? You can tell me all about your gorgeous nail polish skills."
She laughed and took his arm, "I'd love to, Mr. Potter."
And together they went.
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Read and Review pleaseee..I know its short but I didn't want to add something else in and just wanted to focus on the infatuation with nail polish...thankssss
