"Why are you adapting to being so Marauderish? You should stick to going red in the face and hexing Prongs."
Lily placed down three fives. "Fold. And I made him say sorry on my behalf for photoshopping you and Snape." She put down a three. "And why do you call him Prongs?"
"No reason."
James looked up from clipping the twigs on his broomstick. Can't we tell her yet?
Sirius raised an eyebrow. No way in hell.
James sighed and got up, kissing Lily softly on the cheek. Fine.
He walked off, leaving Lily watching him with a thoughtful and interesting expression on her face.
"You know," she told Sirius. "I think I love him." She smiled and ran a thumb over her cards. "The silly berk."
