I instantly started walking the other direction. She called out to me,

"James." I paused and stopped walking silent for a second.

"What is it Lily?" I heard her coming towards me, her footsteps echoing in the empty hall. I turned and watched her approach. She took a final step and stood in front of me.

"James." Her voice was soft and seemed to rebuke everything I had said in the letter in a single word. But she didn't say anything else. A minute passed and she softly put her hand up to my cheek and said, "what are you doing?" this question irked me almost as much as the way she said my name only minutes before. I spoke with a hardened voice.

"I'm helping you Lily. I can see that I'm making something hard for you. I can see that you for some reason can't-"

"No, I mean, what are you doing? Why are you doing something that isn't you." Her voice stayed soft "you're forcing yourself to do this. You don't have to. Didn't I tell you that what makes you happy makes me happy? What makes you cry makes me cry. I'm sad when you're sad. Do I need to say it again? I'm tired of running James. I'm tired of you 'getting over me' I don't want to be separated from you. I don't think it's possible." What was she saying? WHAT was she saying! This couldn't be right. "Why did I have to go and fall for someone who was so infatuated with me for five years and then all of a sudden they're done? Why me, James? Why me?" I took a step towards her "You don't have to do this James. Quitting your heads job isn't the answer. Let's just be straight. Please can't we be straight with one another just this once, enough about trying to please the other and remain 'friends', I don't think it's possible!"

My voice had risen " To just be friends with you, James, would be to hard for me. Which is why James that I tried to so very hard to forget you." We were so close and all of a sudden he kissed me. It was blissful, something I've been longing to do. Lovely, sweet, and over to soon. He looked down at me.

"Lily, was that straight forward enough?" I stared up at him

"Damn." I said is quiet appreciation.

"Lily, you swore again, are you nervous?"

"Not in the slightest."

"Now now, Lily, then really" He chided.

"What? If you thought I was perfect, you thought wrong. I only swear for two reasons- well three- either I'm nervous" I nodded at him "very angry, or completely and utterly besotted with James Potter."

And with that I put arm around his neck and kissed him.