AN: just a quicky that jumped into my head. Don't own the characters or any of the other stuff.
"Evans, you know what?" James Potter ran down the stairs from the boys' dormitory and seated himself on the couch beside Lily.
"You finally learned to count to ten?" She replied dryly without looking up from the charms essay she was writing.
"No, I just had a dream. It was about us, our wedding day and it was outside in the sunshine," he started and she looked up, taking in the sighed of the excited teenager in his pyjamas and mismatched socks.
"Did I have a nice dress?" It didn't matter, it was just a dream he had, still she could play along. "Eh, it was okay, but that's not the important thing, I was wearing quidditch-robes, really nice robes, with shiny leather details and a hat with a phoenix-feather and gloves made of yellow dragon hide. I think I was a real star, maybe on the national team. It just really made my day, and that's going to be my goal in life!"
Lily sighed and opened her book again. "I already know you desperately want to date me."
He looked puzzled at her for a moment. "No, I mean to be a quidditch star."
At this he received a fierce look. "Do me a favour, go play in the Forbidden Forest."
AN; Look, I managed to write something short!
