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They meandered around the shop for a while, Lily telling her self the whole time that HE was following HER and that she as ignoring him. But that really wasn't true at all and pretty soon Lily got tired of lying to herself. When they didn't find anything else in that store the two heads walked out together to go to an interesting looking place across the street.

The bell tinkled merrily as James held the door open for Lily and then something caught his eye. It was perfect for her. He leaned in with his hand on her back and said with his mouth dangerously close to her ear, "I've found something, be back in a moment," and walked to the left, but not before feeling the shiver that coursed through her as his hand lingered on the small of her back.

Lily nodded dumbly and stood quite still for a very long time. Then she walked off, still surrounded by the wonderful haziness of being so close to him. WHAT??? Lily's thought seemed to scream at her, Since when has he ever had that effect on you?" Sure she tended to blush whenever he chose to call her beautiful, but still she'd never really been ATTRACTED to the not-so insufferable prat.

And yet, her legs had been reduced to jelly anyway. Probably something to do with that hair…. And his swampy eyes…" Lily thought distantly her conscience not really registering what was going through her head. She closed her eyes and hugged her arms to herself thinking about something James had said to her earlier, 'It's not about winning, it's about putting up a fight'. James had been describing what being chaser was like in Quidditch and maybe his chase after her. Had she agreed to go out with him the first time he asked in 3rd year when she knew for a fact that he'd been kidding, James would have never really gotten to know her.

She would not have become the same person either. Some people might interpret what James had said to mean that the chase was more important than the catch, but Lily saw it more as her mother's philosophy when it came to boys, 'Never date a boy you weren't friends with first. Third year Lily dating third year James would have been a disaster, instead they both got a chance to grow up a little, and the reward would be just as sweet.

She decided to find him, feeling a bit lonely among her thoughts. Walking over in his direction something caught Lily's eye. It was perfect. She purchased it quickly and then shrank it before placing it in her pocket. Then she turned to find him with his back to her." You done?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Uh huh, LOOK it's snowing!" Lily instinctively grabbed James' hand and pulled him outside. Letting go she giggled and spun around trying to catch snowflakes on her tongue. She saw a couple kissing outside of the Three Broomsticks and felt a pang of whatever it was that she felt when she saw Alice and Frank. But then Lily noticed the look on James' face as he watched her and the feeling disappeared instantly.

"Hey Lily!" Something cold and wet hit the back of her neck. She shrieked and spun around already packing snow to retaliate.

"You can't catch me!" Another snow ball came whizzing at her, she dodged it and saw James running in the direction of a nearby field.

"You wanna bet?" Lily ran after him and stuffed snow down the back of his shirt. James picked her up and through her over his shoulder, spinning around. Then he lay her down and she sat up half way. James held his ladylove down with one hand and held an enormous pile of snow in the other.

"You wouldn't dare," The pile neared her face.

"Who says?"

"I hate you!" The snow stopped moving all together disappeared as she squealed this unintentionally.

"But you don't do you?" Lily squirmend under his intense gaze. "You want me, you want me to keep going, you would die if I left you alone," She still sat up halfway, and he was now laying next to her one his side, propped up over her on his elbow. Now it was James' mouth that seemed to be nearing her. It changed route though and brushed her ear instead, "You would kill me if I stopped, you may have thought I was stupid, but you want this just as much as I do,"

Lily quivered and then steeled herself. Two can play this game Allowing her lips to graze his cheek Lily said slowly in a low voice, "I don't believe I'm the one who's dying here," James shivered and Lily smirked a genuine Potter smirk. "No, and besides, you can't really KNOW what I want, can you?" Her fingers reached up to the back of his neck toying with the curls that lay there, causing then to stand on end. "You really shouldn't assume anything," She let her lips connect with his cheek, jawbone, and then stopped despite the intense amount of fun she was having. Lily sat up completely, "Sure you're charming, but wasn't I the girl you could never quite figure out?"

James scrambled to get up and follow her into the Three Broomsticks, "Wait, Lily, hold up," Lily couldn't believe this as she led the way to a rather secluded table in the back. All these years he'd had her at his fingertips, infuriating her, making her blush exactly when he wanted, now the power had been transferred, it was her over him. Being friends with James was going to be fun.

"Two butterbeers please," James said as a rather large elderly woman approached their table. "Ah Greta, and how exactly is young Rosie?"

"She's doing well thank you, beauxbatons has done her good. Gotten her away from all of those boys anyways. When she came back with their drinks they sat in comfortable silence, their moment over.

"So Lily, back to the topic of your intense love for me,"

"Right because I think about you every waking second, I dream ab-"

"Only when you choose to sleep in my arms, in my shirt!" Lily just smiled her face flushed and said, "I slept well, didn't you?"

"No complaints, well actually you did talk a bit in your sleep… (imitating Lily) Oh Jmaes I love you!"

"Did not!"

Did too!"

"No you just wanted to hear that so bad that you convinced yourself that that was what you heard,"

"So you did say something!" (a/n he's not referring to the why can't we be like this all of the time) The afternoon continued on like that, they were still arguing, but now it was just playful banter.

Lily went back to the castle tired but happy. The rest of their afternoon had been a bit awkward after what had happened in the snow, but it was nice anyways. As she pulled a clean shirt of James' over her head Lily looked over to her pillow, not really expecting anything. But there was something, it was a picture that James had some kid take of the two of them outside the Three Broomsticks. Lily was smiling and with a somewhat malicious look at her real self she leaned over and kissed James.