I Called Her Evans
A/N: Bit of random fluff, no good to anyone really, bit repetitive, but criticism would be much appreciated.
Disclamier: I don't claim, you cant sue, you know the drill.
Dedicated to my shining stars, because I love them.
I've always called Lily "Evans", to convince myself she had no real effect on me.
When we were eleven and I first met her and fell for those vivid emerald eyes, I called her "Evans."
When we were twelve and she stuck up for Snape when I turned his spaghetti into worms, I called her "Evans."
When we were thirteen and I realised I was well and truly downright in love with every thing about her, I called her "Evans."
When we were fourteen and I first asked her out, telling her how much I loved her and listening as she laughed and broke my heart, I called her "Evans."
When we were fifteen and I asked her out by the lake, where she turned me down, again a broke another little piece of my heart, I called her "Evans."
When we were sixteen and I charmed all the door handles that she touched to serenade her with a love song. When I charmed all her parchment to contain love letters to her, I called her "Evans."
When we were seventeen and I'd grown up enough that she said she'd go out with me, culminating in the first time we kissed, I called her "Evans."
When we were eighteen and we spent every minute of everyday together, I called her "Evans."
When we were nineteen and left school to enter the real world, I called her "Evans."
When we were twenty and I proposed to her, I called her "Evans."
Now we're twenty one and newly married, I call her "Potter"
and every time I do, my heart sings.