A/N: Alright; here it is! Eek, I hope it sounds okay. :) It's another song fic...kinda. It uses 2 different songs. :) The regular text is inspired by Gloriana's song "(Kissed You) Goodnight" and the italics text is inspired by TSwift's "Begin Again" :) Once again; LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK :) :) :) :)

It was barely past midnight when Katherine Wilson stepped up onto her creaky porch. The butterflies she had been trying to deny existed where fluttering incessantly in her stomach. She turned around slowly and smiled at the man in front of her.

"That was crackin," James Potter said smiling. Katherine felt her face heat up; mentally scolding herself for it she smiled slightly.

"It was."

The truth was that it was one of the best dates she had ever been on. James was one of the nicest blokes she had ever met, and she was gutted. She didn't want to love him again, except, she realized, maybe she never stopped.

"Cheers then," James said pulling her out of her thoughts. Katherine smiled, and nodded. She waited for exactly fifteen seconds, all the while attempting to squash the overwhelming desire to kiss him.

"Cheers," Katherine whispered silently as she stepped inside the house. She shut the door and let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding in. She leaned against the door as her eye's closed.

"Now or never," Katherine said as she gave herself one final glance in the mirror. She made sure her brown hair was perfectly in place and smiled to herself; even after all this time James Potter could still turn her into a bucket of nerves. She took a deep breath as she thought of where she wanted to go, closing her eyes she felt the unfamiliar feeling of being sucked into a tube.

"Bloody hell," she groaned to herself quietly. "I need to apparated more."

Katherine ran upstairs to her room where the window looked out onto the street. She saw James sitting in his car and her breath caught. She was overwhelmed by a feeling she couldn't place.

Katherine glanced at her watch as she opened the door to the small café. She knew she was about ten minutes early and figured she'd have to find a seat and wait at least fifteen minutes before he showed up.

"Shite," she cursed under her breath in surprise. Standing eight feet in front of her was James Potter; their eye's connected and his lit up. He immediately stood and waved slightly. Katherine smiled as the butterflies in her stomach went wild. No, she decided, not butterflies, it's just a reaction from not eating all day. She shook her head and walked toward the table. James' smile grew as he pulled the chair out for her.

"Ta," she said sitting down. Her heart began beating faster. He wasn't supposed to be like this. He was supposed to be a prick. Part of her wished he would be, it would make things so much easier.

Her heart began to pound as she saw him get out of his car. She held her breath as he began to walk toward the gate in front of her house, and she wanted to cry when she saw him turn back around to head toward his car.

As the two stood; James's laughter resounded throughout the entire café, and Katherine couldn't help but laugh along with him. His laughter was infectious.

"I was pissed," he said still laughing. Katherine laughed as she remembered that night. I don't remember you being this shy," James said quietly as the two exited the café. Katherine felt her heart stop for a moment. This was the first thing either had said all night about the fact that they used to fancy each other. Despite her cheerful mood, Katherine began to say something bitter about their past relationship, but she never got the chance.

"Did I tell you? Dad started a new tradition, Mum had never seen "Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer" so Dad made her watch it." He laughed. "It's a bit barmy really." Katherine laughed, and for a moment; she forgot about the past.

As she watched him pace, Katherine was hit full force by the night. He wasn't the same James Potter, and she wasn't the same Katherine Wilson. He was wonderful, and charming, and not to mention fit. Katherine smiled as James seemed to come to a conclusion. She realized she came to one as well. He opened the gate to her yard and began the trek to her front door.

Without giving it a second thought, Katherine turned from the window and started down the stairs and toward the front door. Upon reaching it, Katherine pulled it open and came to face with James Potter. The two stared at one another for only a moment before their arms reached toward each other, and their lips met. Katherine pulled him inside and felt herself be pushed up against the wall.

"This changes everything." She breathed before their lips met again.

Disclaimer: Regrettably, I am not J.K. Rowling. However, I do love her writing so very much, and I consider this my own personal way of showing just how much.