A/N: I am begging you not to hate me for how long its been since I've update - The last year has been manic. If you're still around/still invested in this fic/still want to be my friend, please forgive me, after all I do adore you guys. I hope this chapter is a sufficient amount of Jellie for now - fingers crossed I'll get some more your way asap! There's a bit of cute Lily/Ellie bonding, which I promise to put more of in later if you guys like it.

James had hardly slept that night; his mind was running a hundred miles a minute – thinking of her and only her. The way her lips felt, the way her hands went to his hair, like an instinct. The way she pressed herself against him when she deepened the kiss, the fact that she deepened the kiss, the fact that they'd kissed, but he'd been right.

It had been perfect.

When he woke in the morning, he dressed and made his way downstairs, expecting only his grandparents to be awake. He walked into the kitchen, finding it empty. He frowned, until he heard voices from the living room. He made his way towards the voices, and stood in the doorway as he identified them. The sight made him smile, Lily and Ellie were sitting on the sofa nearest the fireplace, Lily had her foot outstretched towards Ellie, who was balancing a small emerald green bottle of nail varnish on her knee.

"Merlin, I wish I was Head Girl." Lily sighed, as she flicked her hair over her shoulder. Unnoticed by Ellie, but very much noticed by James, how similar that hair flick was to Ellie Williams' own. James smiled,

"You could be, I think you'd make a wonderful Head girl." Ellie smiled, as she spread the nail varnish over Lily's toes. Lily grinned, and Ellie couldn't help but noticed how similar Lily's and James' grins were; actually they also beared a very striking resemblance to the one Albus has thrown her the night before. James cleared his throat from the doorway, that bloody grin resting comfortably on his lips. Ellie's heart skipped a beat, and she smiled softly towards him.

Lily looked between the two of them and she jumped up off the sofa, careful not to ruin her nails, "I'm going to go wake Mum and Dad." She said, looking knowingly between her brother and the Head Girl.

"Happy Christmas, Ellie." The youngest Potter said, before kissing the girl on the cheek, whilst whispering something to her that made Ellie's cheeks burn.

"Happy Christmas, James" Lily beamed, throwing her arms around her brother briefly, before disappearing.

There was a small, comfortable silence as James moved to sit on the sofa beside Ellie, while she screwed the cap back on the nail varnish, her cheeks still burning.

"Happy Christmas, Williams." He said softly to her, wrapping his arm around her waist as he smiled at her,

"Happy Christmas, Potter." She replied, matching his gently tone, as her eyes beamed to him. He leaned forward slowly, and pressed his lips tenderly against hers. She felt like she had melted against him, that she was now just a puddle of Ellie Williams on the floor of the Burrow. She kissed him back, her hands wrapping around his neck, as they had the night before. He pulled back ever so slightly, his forehead against hers as he said, "Trying to win Lily over so I'll like you huh?" he teased, rubbing her back softly,

"She's so like you, how could I not adore her?" she replied, with no trace of mocking in her voice. James kissed her once more.

James felt something graze his neck softly, catching something glimmer out of the corner of his eye when she moved her hand, he realised it was the bracelet. His heart beat faster, and he knew why. Because of her, it was always because of her. His lips brushed hers again, softly this time, as he pulled her legs over his, and they sat together entwined on the sofa.

"Knew it. Just didn't know it yet, hey Jamie?" A voice came from the doorway. James rolled his eyes without even looking up and Ellie blushed as she spotted Albus, wearing a smirk that (again) was scarily alike the one James used to wear.

"Out." James said sternly, though his eyes sparkled with slight amusement.

"Ouch, Happy Christmas brother, Ellie." Al said, his smirk still solidly placed on his lips, but before they could respond, he was gone. Ellie's blush was relentless, and James chuckled at her shyness, when he remembered Lily's whisper.

"What did Lils whisper to you before?" he asked, brushing some of her hair out of her face gently, Ellie's cheeks burnt even hotter, "N-nothing." She said with a shrug.

"Tell me." He said with an amused smile and a raised eyebrow, as he kissed her cheek softly, before moving to kiss the other. "Tell me, Ellie." He said slowly, in a deep voice. She almost let a small whimper escape her at the feeling of his warm lips on her already scolding cheeks.

"She – She said that she always wanted a sister." She confessed quietly, her hand running through his hair, and tugging gently on the hair at the base of his neck.

James groaned, "I'm sorry…" Great, so he wasn't even technically dating the girl and his family was already on her case… Great. Just great.

She frowned at his apology, rubbing his neck softly, her blush finally receding, "What for?"

"Lily saying that… Al being a knob… what's surely to come today…" he said, groaning in anticipation. She smiled, shaking her head,

"No, no, I adore your family already. I just hope I made a good enough impression yesterday…" she said, with a genuinely concerned look on her face. It was at that, that somehow triggered a question James should have asked 12 hours ago,

"You'll be my girlfriend, won't you?" He asked quickly, it was his turn for a concerned expression, "I realised that I didn't actually ask you last night, and well we didn't really discuss anything at all, but that's what I want – I kind of hope that's what you want otherwise I'm going to look like such a prat –" He began to ramble, but she cut him off by pressing her lips to his.

"Yes," she said, her face was kind and soft as she looked directly into the warm eyes of James Potter, "That is all I want."

She had no idea where this sudden confidence in the James Potter department had come from, last night she was a stuttering mess, and now she was… well, that answered her question… now she was James Potter's girlfriend.

He grinned, so large that his cheeks began to ache after a while. They sat, entwined on the sofa a while longer, before they heard the rest of the Potter/Weasley clan gathering in the kitchen, awaiting breakfast. James grinned, "S'pose we should go break the news?" he asked, lacing his fingers with hers as he stood up. She nodded, suddenly nervous again.