Not sure where this fits into the grand scheme of L/J, other than sometime in the first months of their relationship . . . hope it's enjoyed, though :)


Maybe we're not meant for one another:

Spring 1978

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"Maybe we're not meant for each other, Lily." James is staring into the distance, clutching his wand so hard his knuckles are white.

"What?" She jumps to her feet and leans into him, rubbing his shoulder as his muscles tense. "Bloody arsehole," Lily mutters. "You finally get the girl, and now you don't want her?"

"No!" James blinks several times. "I want you more than anything, Lily. But . . . I might be wrong."

Lily laughs, even as her heart falls to the floor. "When is James Potter ever wrong?" she tries to tease him.

"When the girl is a spitfire who doesn't love him no matter what he does."

"Says who?" demands Lily. "I happen to like you very much by now."

"Do you really?" She's never seen him so dejected.

"Of course I do, stupid." Lily takes his hand and squeezes it. "I like you like this." She leans closer against him and kisses his cheek. "Like this." Moves slightly lower to the very top of his neck. "Like this." And finally makes it to his lips. "And a whole lot like this."

She pulls away from him then, Lily-fire in her eyes. "Convince you?"

James can't keep the grin away. "A little."