A/N sorry for such a long wiat, i got cought up with hw, but here it is! I think its sweet hopefully you do too! Don't forget to review! (they make these come out faster!)

I have strated to 4th 1 so its coming i'll do at least one everyweek! So yay!

- Part 3

Fredrick came up to us with a smile plastered on his handsome, no longer stressed face. "I'm so happy for you to!"

"Shouldn't we be saying that to you?" James asked cutely. Fredrick laughed aloud.

"You already did silly. But that's not why I'm here. James it's time."

"Oh, right the song. Good luck Fredrick!" James called as Fredrick ran to my cousin, his new bride.

"All right James, are you ready for this?" I asked him.

"I think so, but could you stay, I've done this kind of work before, it's just you're here. And this song is everything and—" before James could finished I kissed him on the lips stopping him mid-sentence.

"You need to shut me up more." James whispered against my lips. I laughed.

"Will do, and yes I'll stay with you."

"Yay," he said in a three year olds voice playfully, while I laughed aloud.

"So, for our first date, would you want to go on a moon light stroll with me tonight?" James asked.

"Wow, who knew you were so romantic James!"

"Jimmy you can call me, Jimmy."

"But," I started, "you said…actually you never said why I couldn't call you Jimmy. " I finished smartly.

"Yeah well, the reason no one calls me Jimmy is because…anytime someone does, it's a sign of endearment. Which I don't mind, but every time someone's called me Jimmy, that person breaks my heart in some way. That's why I don't let anyone call me Jimmy. Does that make sense?"

"Yes it does, James you do know that I won't break your heart. Right?" I said shakily, no one's ever been this personal with me before.

"You might Lily, you're perfect in every way, and you could find someone way better than me." I was touched.

"Jimmy," I said, he up, almost scared to, "I don't think I'll find anyone better than you, you opened up to me, and I did to you, I might be falling for a certain Mr. Potter. " I giggled, as James kissed my hand.

"I know it might be too soon, but I love you Lily." He said as he looked me dead in the eyes. "And I always will, no matter what."

"Oh James!" I cried, as I jumped into his arm, and kissed him lovingly. "I-I—"

"James what's hold up on the song Potter?" Petunia cried out interrupting us again, why does she have the world's worse timing?

"Sorry I'll get right own that Petunia—"

"That's Miss Evans to you. Come on hurry up! Pip, pip!" God if Petunia ever gets married, and has a child, or has to look over someone else's child, I feel sorry for them. I thought as she walked back to her seat hurriedly.

"I'm sorry Lily, we'll finish this later. But if I may." James took my hand, guiding me towards the piano, "We have unfinished business to attend to." James started to play something to get everyone attention, it was an odd sound, very funny, a few people even laughed. "And now ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the bride and groom's dance. Will Mr. and Mrs. Finch-Fletchley come to the dance floor please?" Everyone started to clap for the newlyweds as they took the dance floor.

James started to play and again fourteen seconds into the song he started to sing. If he was nervous it didn't show at all, he sounded even better than what I had heard the first time he played it. Just as James', lively voice reached the chorus my father came over. "May I have this dance Lily?" He asked sweetly, I can really see why my mum loves him so much.

"Of course you can dad," I replied as I looked to James longingly.

"But if you want to stay with James, than honey I would understand. Totally, and completely understand, young love cannot really be described, but—"

"No dad." I interrupted, "I want to dance, let's dance." I said, as I lead him to the huge dance floor, I could still hear James' voice ringing out over the crow, loud, powerful, soothing, and beautiful.

"Baby you're not alone, 'cause you're here with me…"

"So," he said, as he lightly placed his hand a little above my hip. "I hear of you and James, I'm so happy for you two! He's everything I want you to have." A little bell wrong in my head, as he that.

"Wait a second; was that what you wanted to say inside the house?" He nodded yes. "Than why didn't you, you could've told me!" To my surprise my father chucked at me.

"Now I know it ain't easy. But it ain't hard tryin'.

Every time I see you smilin', and I feel you so close to me, and you tell me.

Baby I'm not alone, 'cause you're here with me, and nothing's ever gonna get us down,

'Cause nothing, nothing, nothing can keep me from lovin' you," With every 'nothing' James said, his voice got higher, and savvier. "A—nd you know it'd true…"

"If I did, I wouldn't have known if you really liked him at all. It would've been in your mind as 'daddy said he's good for me so I guess it's true, I have to be with him.' Lily if you didn't want him, it would be fine, but you do is my point. And—oh look he's al most done!"

I looked over to James as he stops his song. "Oh, it don't matter what it come to be, you know your love," James held the note for a while, and the crow cheered for him. He was amazing. "Will ma-ake it through." He stopped singing, and kept playing. About seven seconds later he stopped everything, and started to clap for the couple, along with everyone else. "Thank you, everybody, the band and I will now be taking request." I looked at my father, kissed him goodbye, and ran towards James who was taking his break.

I walked over to a man with light blonde hair, and deep brown eyes. "Hello, do you know where—"

"He wanted me to give you this." The man held out a yellow note to me. The writing was so beautiful, it was calligraphy, the squiggles and curves looked as if they were carved out of the air. They were so lose and free, just how I wish I could be… As I took the note something—a distant memory—come flooding into my mind. It was last year I was walking down the corridor, to find Potter, alone. He looked as if he were on the verge of tears, as I went over to him, his face lit up brighter than a Christmas tree. I've never seen him look so happy in my entire life, but it was only for a moment.

"Why are you here Evans, come to gloat in my face?" He said sniffling.

"Why on God's green Earth would I do that?" I replied back to him.

"I thought you hated me?" He sniffled, "don't you?"

"How could I hate you, you make Hogwarts fun!" The look he had given me clearly said how much he didn't believe me. "No really…you wanna here a secret?"

He nodded. "Well, before you asked me out I thought I wasn't pretty. I thought that no one here would like me. I was so scared…of…well everything. But when you asked me out, I knew that there was something about me that was appealing, so that—you really helped me get through a tough time. So… thank you."

When I was done he looked at me. Just stared at me, then slowly he leaned into my lips and pecked them lightly. It wasn't a kiss. It was better. It was something a friend would give another. It was sweet. And it showed how much he cared.

"Oh dear god, I am so sorry I don't know what's gotten into me! First you see me crying; next second I'm pecking your lips. I'm so sorry, especially if I took your first kiss."

"Ja—Potter its okay, you looked really down what happened?" I asked.

Just then the final bell rung, no more school, "How 'bout I tell you when I'm lucky enough to date you?" I smiled at his antics. "Right now I have to pack 'cause I was dumb and waited 'till the last minute to do everything." I started to laugh, he smiled. He had a breath taking smile. Maybe because it was so real, not fake, just so damn happy. It was one of the contagious smiles that I just loved.

"Fine! But you better tell me later!" I said as he started to walk off.

He stopped in his tracks. "Wait, does this mean that you'll—ouff!" The next second Potter was surrounded by his friends, who dragged him along talking to him about packing. James looked so devastated.

I snapped back to reality. I hadn't even noticed how far I had been walking on my own. I was right in front of James who was smiling brightly. "Hey," he started, there was a slight smile on his face, and his eyes looked more beautiful than fifty carrot diamonds.

"Wow…uh hi. James is this our first date?" He didn't answer me he just looked at me.

"Do you want it to be?"

"Yes," I breathed back, as he stepped closer to me, cupping my face gently. I melted in his touch. When he breathed, I snapped. We snapped. Suddenly, we were kissing there was so much passion and lust, and just plain love in the kiss it made me dizzy. Unfortunately, I am human, so I broke away for air. He caressed my hair.

"Come on our date awaits us…" I barely noticed anything except that there was a chance that I could be falling for James Lenato Potter. Dear Lord help me!