A/N: First time writing a fan fiction, please do let me know if there are areas I need to improve on And also if you have any suggestions regarding the story, let me know as well! Thankyou for all the people who added me to their alerts, I'm really grateful. Hope this chapter is okay! Will update soon. Reviews are appreciated!:)

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The first time Lily felt her heart would burst from loving James too much, was probably when he did up the Prefect Rounds duty list all by himself for the first time.

"Look Lily!" an ecstatic James waved a piece of parchment in her face. "I've done the duty list all by myself!"

For a split second, Lily couldn't believe what she saw. James Potter, taking initiative to do the prefect duty list? Now that was certainly a first. Curiously, Lily asked James why did he do that.

"It's all for you my dear. I saw you falling asleep on your study desk because you had too much homework and I thought I'll help."

Lily Evans was astounded, shocked beyond any words. She couldn't believe James would be so thoughtful. And that night, she decided to write a letter to him, and the letter went something like this:

"James,

Thank you. Thank you for all the little things you've done for me. Thank you for being such a thoughtful boyfriend, being the perfect boyfriend for me. I couldn't have asked for a better mate, and here you are. I just want to let you know when you told me today it was all for me, you can't imagine how I felt. It was as though my heart was going to pop out of my chest and swell.

I know you, have known you since we were 11 in fact. I know how you always refuse to do your homework, think that Prefects are way beneath you and that you're the best. I know how you think homework is a waste of time, and that time could be spent on Quidditch. But when you painstakingly did the duty list all by yourself for me, it really meant a lot to me.

All the little things you've done for me, all your actions, really touches the bottom of my heart. You get more and more amazing every day James Potter, and I'm so glad to be yours.

Love,

Lily."

Lily re-read through the letter and carefully sealed it, before tucking in into her bag and reminding herself to pass it to James the next day. That night, as she lay in bed, Lily couldn't sleep. Her whole mind was thinking about that one boy who touched her heart so deeply. That one boy who made her laugh and felt whole again. Yes, that was what Lily was finding for. James Potter made her whole, made her feel alive, made her feel as though she was all that mattered.

Lily loved it when James kissed her, when he would hold her face as if it was the most delicate thing in the world, before carefully leaning forward and kissing her. She loved the feel of his lips against hers and when he would stroke her hair when he kissed her. And when James Potter kissed her, it was as though nothing else mattered. Well, nothing else really mattered anymore, as long as she was with him.

Lily sighed, wishing James was sleeping beside her now, before turning over and hugging a cold pillow. But what Lily didn't know was that, at three am in the morning, an exhausted James entered her room and plopped himself beside Lily. He was careful not to wake her up, but James planted a soft kiss on Lily, who was already sleeping soundly, before walking out and heading to his own room.