Red hair and green eyes
"Lily Evans," James addressed the girl sat closest to the window. She had brick red hair which tumbled effortlessly over her shoulders; her eyes were emeralds sparking in her face, looking into you, not at you. Why so many people fancied her was obvious, but James Potter was the one she wanted.
True, for the first 5 years of their education she thought he was arrogant and spiteful, especially to her friend Severus. But in the past year, Lily had seen the other side of Severus, and the inseparable pair became less than acquaintances. Consequently, she saw the other side of James, and she quite liked it.
"James, er, James Patter? I'm sorry what was it again?" Lily had avoided looking at James all sentence, and when she glanced at him they both burst out laughing. The only people who were left in the compartment were James, Lily, Sirius, and a Hufflepuff girl in the year below, Rita Skeeter. Sirius knew this to be a private joke between the pair, but Rita wore a look of utter confusion. She stood up to leave and Sirius followed,
"I'm gonna go and find out where Moony and Wormtail got to…" he called to James through the last inch of open door; James just waved his hand in acceptance, he and Lily were already deep in conversation.
"I thought you were coming to find me straight away? You've been ages!"
"Sorry, we had to have a little chat with, Sniv-" He was sensitive enough to realise his mistake before he completed it, "with one of the Slytherins." He finished, quite proud of his speedy reaction.
"You can say Severus, or Snivellus or whatever you call him. I don't mind, he doesn't matter anymore," she grinned at James, who smiled back. But who Lily was kidding neither of them knew, because both were sure, that he did matter to her, very much so.
"So um, Lils…"
"Yeah?"
"Well, we sent each other quite a few owls over the summer, and you know, last year we became pretty close, and I was sort of, er…" James Potter lost for words, Professor Dumbledore would not believe what he was seeing through his half-moon spectacles,
"Well, do you want to go out with me?" He breathed a sigh of relief that he'd asked Lily out, and waited in anticipation for her answer, but before he heard her say a word, her soft pink lips her locking with his, and he found himself in a split-second panic, not knowing what to do. A few long seconds later, she was pulling away, a smile formed from her mouth, and her shining white teeth were showing.
"So that's a yes then?" he asked, grinning back at Lily,
"Oh I suppose so," she said, and as he put his arm around her, he muttered something about going to find Sirius, to which she agreed. As the pair of seventh years strolled off together, now holding hands, with fingers interlocking, people stared and whispered to their friends that 'Potter and Evans were together (or together, together! As one third year exclaimed) they found Sirius a few compartments down, scavenging some chocolate frogs off some Ravenclaws in their year.
"Aye, aye Potter." He said, winking at Lily.