Thanks all for reading! Oh and thank you ambie176 about the whole Prongs thing. I wouldn't have noticed it without your help!

Oh and I don't 'own' Harry Potter unlike JK Rowling. Stay cool kids.

-x-

James had taken a rather tone, and I was not a big fan of it. I enjoyed James more when he was happy and charming, a rather stark contrast to my rule abidingness. And yes Reader, I admit that Potter was charming. Who wouldn't think so? Anyways, on with my little story…

Once again, like I do always under pressure or any situation that makes me the least bit uncomfortable, I started to shake. Not like the palsy shaking, but more like after a particularly tiring work out and your hands shake slightly.

"What is our option?" I ask, my voice shakes as well revealing my fear of his answer. Oh god, what if he said something completely wrong? Or he said we should kiss? I can't kiss him, not here right now; there is nothing to rest on! Only stone and that is not acceptable for Miss Lily Evans. Except for that one chair, that holds one person. Mulling it over in my thoughts I realized that the chair could be used for any kissing sessions that would take place. And all these thoughts flew through my mind in the span of about ten seconds.

"Our option dearest Lily," Here James grinned and touched my jaw line, running his forefinger down causing shivers to run through my entire body. "Is to think this over during the day, and meet back here right after dinner. A full stomach and no stress for classes will give us our clearest thoughts." His hand dropped to his side much to my disappointment.

My ration thoughts taking over I nodded in agreement "That sounds good James; I think it will be best. Can we meet outside, perhaps next to the lake?" Not waiting for an answer, let us be honest, do I ever wait for an answer? Rarely would be the correct one.

Now it was James' turn to nod. "Good thinking…" His brows contracting in thought, James turned and then walked out the door. "I'll see you after dinner…"

"Ok…" I replied softly and turned to the mirror and now saw a more frightening scene. James and I clearly younger and doing some things which would violate the teen rating that I prefer to keep my life at.

Checking my wrist watch I saw that my next class was in ten minutes. After getting my bag from the common room and running through the halls, I made it, barely. Slughorn merely raised a brow, and James smirked. Rolling my eyes, I sat in the back of the class as it was the only open seat. Unfortunately I was paired up with a very confused Andrew Jordan. Between my potion skills and Jordan's lack of them, we got a half way decent potion. It was supposed to be completely translucent and have a purple mist. Our potion was light blue and the mist was purple but smelled as if something was rotting. It was not that great of an experience.

Other than that the day passed rather uneventfully. I either stared at James or he stared at me for the day. In charms, Emily kept jabbing me in the ribs to keep my attention. Of course she saw the direction of my gaze and then smiled as if to say I told you so. Sticking out my tongue at her, I vowed to pay attention to the class. Until my eyes once again drifted to Potter, and I received another jab from Emily. There was no doubt in my mind that in the morning I would discover several bruises on my ribs. And I did, my god that girl jabs hard.

Before I knew it, the day was over and I was talking to Emily and Scarlet in a rather bored tone. Emily evidently noticing my glazed over eyes whispered and once again jabbed me in the ribs. Ouch, need I say more?

"Go do what you've been planning on the entire day." Rolling her eyes she pointed at James who saw the finger pointed in his direction in my direction. As I felt the heat rise to my face I nodded and stood up.

Heading to some poplars which made a circle next to the lake, the ten trees allowed only the moonlight in and soft waves from the lake. Sitting down and leaning against a tree, I muttered Lumos as I had heard some footsteps. Ok, maybe meeting outside after hours was not the smartest move for Lily Evans. There were wild animals, and centaurs that did not have a big patience for humans. Into the clearing of the poplars, a deer walked in. The deer was clearly male, as shown by its monstrous antlers protruding from his head. Almost every day of my muggle life I was told that wild animals are dangerous. They carry ticks, and more dangerous, rabies. Not too pleased at the idea of getting rabies, I stood up and pointed my wand at the beast.

The animal just walked closer and closer, seemingly not afraid of the human who possessed magic. Of course the stag probably did not have the brain capacity to realize that the stick that I held in my hand could kill it. Suddenly stopping about ten feet away from me, the stag stared at me. And I mean stared as if to say Who's the dumb animal now?

Then it turned into a human, please don't judge me it was quite frightening, I shrieked. Not a feminine gasp, I screamed on the top of my lungs. What if this man tried to kill me or worse yet rape me? Panicking I said quickly and loudly.

"You better not try anything, because I'm meeting somebody here!" My voice cracked and squeaked, wow that was intimidating. But I recognized the lanky figure, the one whom I had been pining after all day.

"Potter?" I squeaked. Stop laughing; I still wasn't over my original scare. He grinned and walked towards me.

"I didn't know that you were so scared of me Lily."