Break my dreams, that's what they'll do
Well I'm going to run away and learn to fly like you
I'm going to go so high and swoop so low
You can't bring me down, going to be so proud

James tried desperately to get Lily to stop walking without causing a scene. He knew how she hated scenes, but it was getting to be a bit difficult when she wouldn't listen.

"Lily, will you just wait," he said in his calmest voice, grabbing her wrist to try and at least slow her pace. She kept her face forward, eyes brimming with tears and strides long and fast.

"They hate me, James," she said bitterly.

"That's not true," he tried to argue. Lily finally looked at him, glared was more like it. With a heavy sigh, she took his hand and dragged him down another corridor.

"So then you're mother's looked like that at all your other girlfriends? Or am I just the lucky one?"

"Fiancé," James corrected. This time, he didn't care if he caused a scene. He forced Lily to stop with his grip on her hand and cupped her cheek. Staring into her eyes in determination, he spoke clearly and confidently. "You're my fiancé, Lils. And they don't hate you. They're angry with me."

Lily returned his gaze skeptically. James swallowed nervously and shifted from foot to foot. He could only hope that Lily wouldn't react the way his parents had… she wasn't exactly known for her temper.

"I told them that I turned down the scout from Puddlemere," he said slowly, physically tensing and bracing himself from whatever Lily had to throw at him. She pulled back, only slightly, and raised both of her eyebrows at him.

"You've always dreamed of playing for Puddlemere," she replied evenly. James gulped and nodded. "I even bought you that awful brown Puddlemere jumper for your graduation present." Again, he just nodded. "And I even learned all the words to Beat Back Those Bludgers, Boys, and Chuck That Quaffle Here."

James panicked. "Listen Lils, I know it's all I've ever talked about and I know we'd be set for life if I played with them for even a year, I just feel like I've got to do more than throw a Quaffle around. And I know I should have talked about it with you and I know it's going to be dangerous and we won't have any money but I was accepted into the Auror Academy and I just couldn't… I couldn't turn it down. And…"

The hurried, anxious sting of words was cut off by Lily's hand clapping over his mouth. She sighed, shook her head, and then met his eyes with a small smile.

"You daft thing, you look like you're afraid I'm going to eat you," she muttered under her breath. When she removed her hand, she leaned up and kissed him softly.

"You're not angry with me?" he asked stupidly, eyes nearly crossed with confusion. Weren't fiancé's supposed to be mad when decisions like that were made? Or something…

"Angry that you decided to do something good no matter how much it's going to suck? I'm proud of you James. Don't be thick."

The relief that swept through his shoulders had him leaning forward heavily onto Lily. "Merlin you have no idea how difficult it's been trying to sort this out."

"Why didn't you just come out and tell me?" Lily asked into his hair. James sighed and kissed her neck, nuzzling her affectionately.

"Telling my parents... about the job and about you all at once… they were furious with me. They think I'm too young and that it's too dangerous. I was trying to figure out how to tell you without you reacting the same way."

Lily gave a light laugh as she pulled her fingers through his hair. "We're both young and stupid. If they're mad at you then they can be mad at me for thinking your brilliant."

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Song: Broken Angel- Hanson
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