For the prompt 'embers'
James and Lily lay on the sofa together in the Gryffindor common room. The dying embers of the fire opposite them barely gave any warmth, but the couple were too comfortable to move.
They lay there in a comfortable silence just happy to be in each other's company.
Lily was sure that if anyone had told her a year ago that she would be here in James Potter's arms she would have had them carted off to St Mungo's. She could barely tolerate him outside of classes due to his cockiness, but this year he had shown a different, more mature side of him that she had never seen before.
"James," Lily said quietly.
"Mmm," he replied lazily.
"I love you."
"I love you too," he replied kissing her temple.