Written for February Event: Teamwork

prompt: (lyric) "I count your eyelashes secretly. With every one, I whisper 'I love you'." - REM

Word count: 428

The benefits of being a prefect was that they could stay up pass curfew, to search for students out of bed. While there was a handful that took this job seriously, James did not. He saw it as an opportunity to be alone with his girlfriend, Narcissa Black. Most of their rounds consisted of them being up at the Astronomy Tower, with Cissy showing James the constellation and naming every single one. It was at these moments that James found himself the luckiest guy in the world. With the way her eyes lit up as she told the story of that story, and who that person was in her family. She always started with one of her sisters, and worked herself down the family line. James remembered the first time they were up there, and how he had asked her why she hadn't called out her own name.

"I was named after a flower." Narcissa explained.

"And what's the story about that?"

"About what?"

"You're name? What's the story behind your name?"

And she told that she was named after a guy who fell in love with his reflection. How he wouldn't move for nothing in the world, even with the girl who loved him tried to save him. But she couldn't because she was cursed to repeat everything she heard. He died by the lake and she faded away. It was a love doomed from the start and James couldn't help but think if they would end up that way. She was a Black after all and her parents would be looking for a respectable pureblood. But the Potters were a respectable pureblood family, and James was a perfect gentleman. Unlike Lucius Malfoy who thought he was entitled to everything and everyone.

"James, are you even listening?" Narcissa asked, turning to look up at him.

James opened his mouth respond but couldn't find the words to come out. She looked so beautiful under the moonlight, with the slight smile that he leaned forward and kissed her. There was many time that James wondered how their first kiss would be and had he planned out. But this was better because it wasn't plan it was just the right moment. Cissy didn't hesitate to kiss him back and she sighed with content. At that moment it was just them and time was frozen. He pulled back slightly to stare loving in her eyes and said softly

"I count your eyelashes secretly. With every one, I whisper 'I love you'."

Narcissa smiled, "James that's creepy."

"Don't ruin the moment Cissy."