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In Dreams

He fell asleep almost immediately. Quidditch practice had been hard, though he was happy with the team's form. They had a marvellous chance of beating Ravenclaw for the last match of the season, and James was so determined to finish his school career as Captain of the winning Quidditch squad.

He was pretty sure that the team hated him at this point, but it would be worth it in the end.

As he sunk into sleep, his dream seemed oddly sharp, certainly sharper than usual.

"Potter?" He turned and found Evans looking at him, her head tilted to the side, her confusion evident. "What the hell are you doing in my dream?"

James blinked. "You mean, why are you in my dream?"

Admittedly, James dreamt about Lily quite often, but she was usually just a little bit more ethereal. Softer, perhaps. Honestly, this was preferable, since she was exactly as she was when he was awake, and she'd never needed to be more or less for him to love her.

Suddenly, it struck him that he knew what this was, and he felt his lips spread into a smile.

"Why are you smiling?" she asked, her brow furrowing.

"You just turned seventeen, didn't you?" he asked, taking a step towards her. They were in a white… something. There was nothing else around, just white, and them.

"Yes."

"It the soul dream. I've been waiting for it; the only reason I didn't have it on my own seventeenth was because you weren't there yet."

"Soul dream?"

James opened his mouth and then closed it again. If he wouldn't look like such an idiot, he'd facepalm; he'd forgotten she was Muggleborn.

Grinning at her cheekily, he said, "Something for you to look up in the library tomorrow, Evans."

…

James was practically vibrating in his seat at the dinner table the following day. He hadn't seen Lily all day, and until she acknowledged the dream, he didn't want to say anything to his friends. Sirius had been bugging him about his good mood the whole day through, and there was only so many times he could pass it off as excitement for the upcoming Quidditch game.

That was still almost a fortnight away.

Looking up, he caught sight of familiar, fiery red hair, and he watched Lily as she walked into the hall, flanked by Alice and Marlene, her head down.

She sat at the opposite end of the table from him, and slowly, his heart sank because… well. He'd known that she wasn't a huge fan of his, but he'd hoped that them being soulmates would at least encourage her to give him a chance to show her that he could be good to her.

Just as he was about to make his excuses and leave the hall, she looked up and met his eyes. Her own sparkling green ones seemed hesitant but accepting, and he watched, entranced, as she blushed prettily.

His head tilted to the side in question and she nodded, before she turned back to her friends.

That… that was good enough for him.

He was going to wow her. Nothing less would do.

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Romance Awareness - Day 10. You meet your soulmate in your dreams

Romance Awareness, Extra - 18. Ethereal

Galleon Club - JamesLily

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