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"Ow!" James grunted.

For the third time, James had pricked his left hand with the quill in his right. Writing absentmindedly without even looking at the paper does that to people. James sighed and laid down his quill, finally giving up on trying to finish the schedule for the Gryffindor Quidditch team try-outs.

Four days had gone by since they arrived at Hogwarts and James felt like school had never been duller. Classes were so laid back and easy that even the third years knew everything the seventh years were being taught. Students had asked what the point of this was, and anxious students were already meeting up in the library, ready to learn everything they needed to know for the N.E.W.T on their own since the professors seemed unwilling to help. Today however, the professors had hinted that the students should enjoy this leisure while it lasts as something massive was surely coming up.

James leaned back in the soft sofa in the Head common room. He checked his watch and groaned inwardly. It was already 6:30 and in another hour he was due in Slughorn's room. Professor Slughorn was throwing his annual 'back to school' dance. Invitations were only offered to his current Slug Club members and their dates. Though James himself was not a member of the Slug Club, Sirius had outright howled at the idea of there being a school dance without the Marauders. So before James knew it, Sirius had set him up on a date with Slug Club member and fellow Gryffindor, Alice.

James hadn't really been in the mood to go but when it seemed Alice herself would be without a date otherwise, James had agreed. Its not that Alice was bad looking or that her nose was off center. If anything, James believed Alice was the second prettiest Gryffindor, right after…well let's not mention her right now. Anyways, the only flaw in Alice if anyone ever saw one was that she was rather quiet and reserved. James had been quite grateful in Sirius's choice; had he been stuck with some girl from his fan club, she would have been all over James during the dance. Alice on the other hand was both good looking and wouldn't try to make a move on him.

Had he not been too much of a coward, he would have asked the Slug Club member that he had really wanted to go with. But after all, a man can only take a rejection so many times.

James stretched himself further around the sofa so that he could get a good view of the right door upstairs. Lily Evans was currently in there, probably polishing herself to even more perfection.

Yet, he wasn't sure whether Lily was even going. She had come back after their afternoon classes, tired and grouchy. James remembered her mumbling something about taking a nap before trudging upstairs to her room and slapping the door shut behind her. She had been in there for about three hours now. James wondered if it was appropriate to go check on her. What if she was still sleeping and then got really upset that she missed the dance? After all, she was awarded the Slug Club's most honorable member last year. She would probably yell at him for not waking her up.

James got off the couch lazily, gathered his stuff and then walked up the right staircase towards Lily's room. He stopped outside, ready to knock when he heard movement from inside. Realizing Lily was already up, he instead turned around and walked towards his own room to get ready. As he passed the balcony he glanced at the moon and smiled. There was nothing to worry about tonight.

Forty minutes later found James fully dressed and clean. He had shaved, showered, straightened the mess on his head into something more respectable, and had pulled on a nice suit. Dress robes were not necessary to wear to the dance, and when James could, he avoided robes since he had to wear them almost all the time anyways. Yes, a suit was definitely a nice change.

Picking out a blue tie, he began walking towards the mirror when something caught his eye. Straight out the door from his room, Lily's door was opening. She stepped out, fumbling with her shoes as she stretched the back loop of her sandal behind her heels. Straightening up, she caught James's eye and smiled.

James couldn't help but smile back broadly. Lily just couldn't help being this beautiful could she? Even fighting with her shoes, she seemed like the most natural beauty. James noticed that she was wearing a formal purple dress, and that her fiery hair had been tamed into an elegant bun. She was still standing down the hall from him smiling when James realized he had been staring at her for quite some time now.

He blushed and turned around quickly so that Lily wouldn't see. James pulled his tie around his neck when he realized something dreadful: he had never worn a tie before and had no clue how to make one.

James continued messing around with his tie, causing one disaster after another. No worries, he wouldn't give in. Suddenly he heard Lily from behind him, "Potter, do you need some help?"

Her voice was kind and James knew she just wanted to help. He turned around to face her, and saw that she was still standing outside his room, but that she was now near the middle of the hallway in front of the balcony. The moonlight bounced off her eyes, making her seem mysterious and enchanted.

James gulped and tried to look anywhere but at her. "Uh…no. No, Evans I've got it." James cursed at his voice which had gone high as he said her name. This was not the time to be getting these feelings…He continued to awkwardly mishandle the tie, sighing in frustration. Why couldn't he get this right?

Without further questions, Lily walked right into his room and James suddenly felt horribly aware of the mess of clothes lying on the floor. Ignoring the mess, Lily walked up towards James and pulled out her hand. James gave up and began untying his knots, pulled the tie off his neck, and handed it to Lily.

"Potter, you just can't get anything straight can you?" Lily teased as she wrapped the tie once again around his neck. James grinned sheepishly, quite aware of his tingling skin which Lily's fingers had just grazed.

James looked down at Lily and studied her face the way he had done so many times before. What he hadn't expected however was for Lily to look up at him and their eyes to lock. James didn't know how long he stared into those green eyes, but he was developing an urge to do more than stare as time passed by. He swore they were moving closer, though who was actually moving was impossible to tell. His eyes drifted down to her lips. So soft, so inviting, so close. Lily's eyes were fluttering close and James tried hard to stifle the groan that was about to escape his mouth.

But once they were so close that the heat between them seemed to be radiating off of each other, the spell broke, and they both tumbled back to reality.

Pulling back, they were completely trying to rid their mind of the thoughts they had just been occupied in. James felt quite uncomfortable standing there with Lily's hands still on his chest, holding the tie in place.

Lily gave a shaky laugh and tried to act like nothing happened. "James Potter," she began, "Seventeen years old, Head Boy, Quidditch Captain, prankster extraordinaire, and heartbreaker, can't make his own tie?"

James, grateful for a conversation, ran a hand through his hair and grinned, "Heartbreaker eh?"

Lily made a face, "What'd you do that for, Potter?"

"What?" James asked confused.

"You just messed up your hair again. For the first time I had seen your hair nicely combed and now you just had to go and mess it up again didn't you?"

James sighed, "Sorry, out of habit, I promise. I really spent a lot of time on my hair today. I honestly didn't mean to mess it up."

Lily nodded, accepting his apology. "Yeah," she said, continuing from where they had left off. "You are a heartbreaker Potter. I heard a few girls in the restrooms crying their eyeballs out over not being asked to the dance by you."

James laughed as Lily continued working on his tie. "Well, I do feel bad but there's not a whole lot I can do about it can I? I try to give every girl a chance, but there's only one of me to go around."

Lily scowled at James and he happily went on. "I mean, I do seem to be quite popular amongst the females." Here he stopped and looked down at Lily. "Well, all except…"

Again their eyes found each other and James felt something pulling at his heart. Suddenly Lily pushed the knot up towards James's neck, a bit too high, almost choking him.

"Me," she finished. "Your charm, Potter, seems to work on all the girls except me."

They stood like that for a few seconds, exchanging words through their eyes. Fighting with their feelings and refusing to believe what their hearts were telling them.

"There, it's all done," Lily said finally, mentioning the tie. "Thanks," James mumbled.

Lily turned around to leave and had just reached his door when James called out, "Hey Evans!"

Lily turned around, "Yeah?"

"Who…who are you going with tonight?"

Lily smiled. "Marcus, Marcus Greysling," and with that she turned around and left.

James stood rooted to the spot in middle of his room. He didn't know whether to be surprised or not. Though Greysling had always been in the back of his mind ever since that encounter on the first day, James had just hoped that Lily hadn't chosen him. Because after the Marauders, if there was anyone who was popular amongst the girls, it was definitely Greysling, and this time Lily was certainly amongst those who had fallen under the charm.

Yay! So we definitely see the emotions building up inside James and Lily. This chapter is a bit shorter than the others because I had initially planned on putting the dance in this one too, but that just didn't work out right. So...the next chapter will be set during the actual dance. ;) I know my last two chapters were from James's pov and the next one will most likely also be that way. However, I intend to change that up by chapter five so that we can see more of how Lily's feeling as well.

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