A/N: Just a little drabble I wrote when I was bored.
Love. Such a terrifying concept for most, but to James, it was beautiful. Because that's all love is, really. A beautiful, mysterious, wonderful thing that few can say has truly happened to them. James was in love far before he even understood what love really meant. Even when he did come to realize that yes, he was in love, she didn't love him in return. She didn't even like him. But when you're in love, you don't give up. And James didn't. He tried and he tried and he tried, until she came to love him as much as he loved her. And when the day came that he had to give up his own life to save hers, he did it gladly. He would do anything for her. "I love you Lily," James breathed, drawing his final breath. He knew everything would be okay in the end. It always was. Love was funny that way.