"Oh my goodness! Im so nervous!" I groan.

"It will be okay Lily." Amy sat on my bed where I was laying while Alison went through my clothes, trying to find something for me to wear.

"Maybe I should just cancel." I peak through my fingers that were covering my face.

"Yeah you could do that if you want to break a boy's heart!" Alison scoffed.

"What if I do something stupid and he laughs at me?" I pout.

"Then trip him. Or throw food at him. Or just flat out punch him." Amy said off handedly while she examined her nails.

"Girl, you are violent." I muttered.

I got up and stood beside Alison.

"Aha! Found it!" she pulled out a dark blue v-neck and skinny jeans with black boots. "What do you think?"

"I think it looks fine."

"Except she will be cold." Amy said.

"Ah, yes." Alison rummaged through my clothes again. "How about this?" She showed us a black, grey, and white plaid button up shirt. "There you go. Now go change! We still have to do your hair and makeup!"

I quickly changed and they did my hair and makeup and before I knew it, it was time for my date. The girls practically shoved me out the door. I made my way to where he asked me to meet him. He was pacing back and forth mumbling to himself. He was in a bright green button up shirt and jeans. His hair was even messier thanks to his hand which was constantly running through it at the moment. I stood there for a moment to see if he heard me come up. He didn't.

"She's not going to show…Of course not why would she? I'm a total prat and she is..is a goddess and…Ugh, she is not coming."

"What? No faith in me Potter?" His eyes shot up and he abruptly stopped walking.

"You…you came!" His face broke into a grin.

"I told you I would, didn't I?"

"Well yes but it wouldn't be the first time I have gotten stood up."

Hmm, that's interesting. I don't know of any girl who would stand Potter up. I cocked my head to the side giving him a puzzled look.

"Oh um never mind." He sheepishly shook his head. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes." We walked to the doors and outside. He was fidgeting with his shirt which made me feel better that I wasn't the only one who was nervous.

"You look bloody fantastic!" He blurted then cleared his throat and ran his hand through his hair. "I…I mean you look nice." He winced "I mean you look better than nice, you look great." I laughed and put a hand on his arm.

"Thank you James." His ears perked up at me using his birth name. "You look great too."

"Really?" He started fidgeting again, he was worse than a girl.

"Yes, now stop fidgeting with your shirt." I pulled his hand away from assaulting his shirt any farther.

"Thank you." He stuffed his hands in his pockets. The rest of the walk to Hogsmeade was less nerve wracking. He had me in stitches from the stories he was telling me. The awkwardness melted away and we just talked and laughed.

Once we were in Hogsmeade we looked into some of the shop windows trying to decide if we wwant to go into them yet.

"Oh crap…" I stepped into the shadows in one of the alleyways.

"What's wrong?" James asked fallowing me.

"Them!" I whispered harshly, pointing towards a group of giggling girls. "They have been asking and asking and asking me to help them with the decoration for the ball."

"Oh? Well maybe I should call them over to help you confirm that you will be helping them." he said with a wicked grin.

"Don't. You. Dare." I said in a deadly tone, he just laughed. I noticed that the girls were walking this way and getting closer by the second. I grabbed the front of James shirt and pulled him roughly against me. He stumbled and fell into me, crushing me against the wall, his arms settled on either side of my head.

"Whoa." Pure shock was visibly showing on face, and then he smirked. "Well Miss Evans, I had no idea that you wanted me this bad."

"Oh shut up Potter." I hissed. "They are the kind of girls to walk quickly when they see a couple in a…" I searched for the right word.

"Intimate." His smirk grew and he played with a strand of my hair.

"Yes an intimate situation like we are in now." I smacked his hand away.

"Well then," he leaned in closer. "Lets make them walk even faster." He grabbed the back of my neck roughly but not in a way that it hurt. My breathing became faster and my heart was pounding.

"Don't even think about it Potter." I tried to sound firm but I don't think it came out in that way because he just smiled and leaned in even closer. His hot breath was on my lips, I swallowed trying to keep my thoughts straight. His calloused fingers were moving on the back of my neck sending shivers through my whole body.

"You're the one pulling me closer." He said huskily. My thoughts suddenly cleared and I knew that he was telling the truth, I didn't care if the girls were gone or not, I needed to get out of this situation before I did something stupid. I roughly pushed him off me. He grinned and my face flushed even more.

"Shut up Potter." I mumbled and started walking down the street again. He quickly fell into step with me. There seemed to be a little more pep in his walk.

"So, where to first? Lunch? Skip lunch and go straight for the drinks? The book store? Prank shop? Other random shops?"

I shook off my blush. If he wasn't going to make it awkward then I wasn't either.

"Let's get something to eat, I'm starving!" We made our way to the Three Broomsticks. We got a table in the back because I like to people watch. Madam Rosmerta came and got our orders. We both ordered a chicken sandwich and soup.

"I'm glad you're not like the other girls."

"How so?"

"Well most girls would have ordered a salad and would barley touch it because they didn't want to eat in front of a guy." Madam Rosmerta gave us our food and walked away. "That's one of the reasons you're so bloody hot." I raised my eyebrows at this statement. He then smacked his forehead. "I'm sorry Lily, that was rude. Feel free to leave because of my stupid mouth that just lets words tumble out." He sighed in frustration.

"Of course I'm not going to leave. If I was planning on leaving I would have left after the whole alleyway incident."

"Okay good." he let out his breath and smiled. "So you're not having a horrible time then?" he asked hopeful.

"I'm having a great time actually." I smiled and took bite of my sandwich. He looked like he wanted to give himself a high five.

"That's good, great actually!" he began eating as well. We talked about random things, just getting to know each other. It was fun getting to know him.

"Okay, Favorite color?" I asked.

"Green." He said with a smirk. But quickly hid it with his butter beer. "Were you ever close with your sister?"

The question took me off guard. How in the world did he know I even had a sister?

"How did you know I have a sister?"

He suddenly looked nervous, running his hand through his hair.

"Well you see, do you remember when Alison gave you that letter that you dropped?"

"What? Like two years ago?" I ask even more confused.

"Yeah, well I was going to the owlery and I was walking a bit behind you and you dropped the letter and I didn't want you thinking I was following you so…so I gave it to Alison. I asked who Petunia was and she said it was none of my business of course, but then I talked her into telling me. And well since then I have noticed you always send two letters out, one to your sister and the other to your parents. But you only get one back. And when someone asks who it is you always reply, 'my parents' not 'my family'." He finished with an awkward laugh.

"You know Potter that's stalkerish." I took a drink of my butter beer. "And I cant believe you let a chance pass where you could have been harassing me."

"You know I don't try to harass you…it just sort of happens because you make me nervous." He shifted in his seat.

Me making Potter nervous? Mr. Confident gets nervous because of me? I laughed and shook my head. Then became serious again.

"Yes."

"Yes? Yes what?"

"Yes I used to be close to my sister. Then I got my Hogwarts letter and she has hated me since. I don't know if it's because it freaked her out or if it's because she wanted to go. But your right, I always send her a letter and she never replies. I asked my mum once if she even reads them or if she just burns them. Mum said Petunia has a box of my letters under her bed that she hides and she has read every one." I played with the rim of my mug. "And that's all I needed to know for me to keep writing to her, even if she never replies and she calls me a freak and is determined to hate me. I still love her, and I always will."

"You're a good sister. A good person in general."

"Well thank you." I smiled up at him. "So what about you? Have any siblings?"

"Sirius is the closest thing I have to a brother. He moved in with us in third year."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, he ran away from home because his whole family is supporting… You Know Who."

"Wow, that's horrible." I said shocked. You would have never known Black was going through something like that.

We finished our butter beers and decided to go into some of the shops. We browsed for awhile, not finding anything to buy until we came to Honeydukes where we got some candy.

"Do you mind if we run into Tomes and Scrolls? I just wanted to check and see if they have the books I wanted. We can go to Spintwitches after wards."

"Why Miss Evans, are you trying to bribe me with Spintwitches?" he said with a smile

"Yes Mr. Potter I am." I said with an equal smile.

"Well no need for that, I actually like Tomes and Scrolls."

"What?" I asked shocked. We walked inside the shop; the smell of old books filled my nose.

"Yes I do indeed read for the fun of it." He teased.

"I would have never thought." Teased back. My goodness, I was flirting with Potter! He elbowed me and I elbowed him back. Seriously? More flirting!

We walked down the aisle stopping randomly to open a book and read a page or two.

"This one looks interesting." I said more to myself than to him.

"What is it?" He breathed down the back of my neck. I couldn't stop the shivers that fallowed. "Are you cold?"

"Um, no im fine thanks." My voice was higher than it was a moment ago. I cleared my throat and shut the book. "We should probably start heading back."

"Okay." He stepped away and I put the book back on the shelf and headed to the front to buy my books. James has bought everything else today and he even argued with my on buying my books which I firmly put my foot down on that.

After we left Tomes and Scrolls we decided to head back to the castle because we both had to finish some school work before Monday.

"So, was it hard transforming into an Animagus?" I asked after we got out of the town. James choked on his piece of candy. He stopped and started hitting himself in the chest . "Are you okay?"

"Fine, fine." He straightened up again and wiped the water from his eyes. "How in the bloody hell did you know about that?"

"You're not the only one who observes." I smiled.

"So you admit you have been watching me"? He smirked.

"No, I was actually watching Peter." I began walking again but James just stood there with a bewildered look. "Joking James." I grabbed his hand and pulled him along. "So what are you?"

"Well I am a human. A male to be specific."

"You know what I mean." I shoved him with my shoulder. We both laughed.

"I'm a Stag."

"Oh, 'Prongs', that makes since. And Black is Padfoot… so what a dog?" He nodded and I laughed "It suits him. Peter is Wormtail…I have no idea what he would be."

"Oh, he is a rat."

"Gross!"

"Yeah." He chuckled

"You know, it was really brave of you all to do this for Remus." I squeezed his hand.

"Thanks." He squeezed back.

We walked back to the castle slowly, enjoying the night sky and the company. I had to admit it to myself, James was nothing like how he used to be. And I like him. Yes I admit it, I like James Potter.

We made it to the castle and into the common room. James led me to the girl's stairs.

"I had a fun time today James, thank you for convincing me to go."

"I'm glad you said yes." He let go of my hand and I walk up the steps. "Have a nice night." He called, I was almost to the top when I decided to do something drastic. I ran back down the steps where James was standing with a startle look. I was still on the steps, making me eye level with him. I wrapped on arm around his neck and my other hand on his cheek, I then kissed him. His arms wrapped around my waist.

"I forgot to say 'thank you'." I whispered.

"Well I'm glad you remembered." He chuckled and leaned in to kiss me again. This kiss was longer than the last. "Goodnight Lily." He said when I pulled back.

"Goodnight James." I gave him a kiss on the cheek then headed up to my dorm. It was a crazy great day. Definitely the best date I have ever had. He was funny and talkative and shy yet confident and was a really really great kisser! I have indeed fallen for James Potter.

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