Jobs That Doesn't Evolve A Best Friend Named James

*I don't own Harry Potter but I wished I did.

James's Point of View

I was walking to work, feeling all gloomy because the flower of my life is thinking about moving out. My two other best friends, Sirius and Remus were deep in their own conversation. Plus, they were also worry about me inside their minds. I could hear bits of their discussion.

"Fifty Galleons says that he locks himself to her room."

"I would take it, but he did that six months ago."

"Really? When?"

"When she was working at that Skooters place. A sign of protest you know. So when he couldn't change her mind. He started to go there everyday."

Skooters was the wizard version of Hooters.

"Lily? Skooters? How come no one told me that?"

"Well, it was only about three weeks, you know? And besides, James was hitting on her and slapping her ass, so much that she had to quit."

"Were you there?"

"I was holding his hand in the hospital when she put him there."

"Oh, I remember that now."

Pause.

"Ouch."

"Exactly."

I bet that they were also thinking about what drastic plan was I going to do next. Because every plan that I come up with, always involve losing Lily her job, me getting a slap on the face, or me in the hospital. The nurses at St. Mungo's should know me by now.

Why? Why worry about me? Because it's simple.I love her. And I don't want her to move out. And I might do something very stupid.

Then all of the sudden Lily's words were invading my thoughts.

"What the hell was that for? I am looking for a job here. A j-o-b. And I need a job. I have to pay my taxes, I have to buy things, and I have to do many things that a job pays for! Like an apartment! I can't keep living here forever!"

And.

"You guys are twenty-one years old. And news flash.you're wizards. You can conjure up something. Besides I think it'll be good for me, you know? It's been six months, six months since I had a job and move in with you guys. I need the freedom and space. I feel like that I am your mother!"

As we walk pass a small Muggle bookstore called Pages, I started laughing. Remus and Sirius looked at me and looked and saw the bookstore and they started to laugh too.

All three of us remember what I did there. I would tell you, but the memory is too painful and embarrassing too. All I can say is that the women there, thinks my ass looked tight. So every time I pass Pages, someone always tries to pinch my butt.

So as I walked, I was still thinking about Lily. And then I remember the day that I found out that I was in love with Lily Elaine Evans.

Flashback: 7th year, Christmas

I was sitting at the kitchen table, just eating my usual bowl of Fruit Loops, minding my own business. On that beautiful winter day, Remus and Sirius were coming over to do something. Suddenly, I was very aware that my best friend was spending her vacation with me, so I pour out a bowl of corn flakes for her.

I grew all warm and fuzzy all of the sudden. So I started to think of all these pranks for an evil guy named Severus Snape. That method always puts me in a good mood. So the fuzziness stops, and I continue to eat and think what should the guys, Lily, and me, do that day.

Lily comes down the stairs in her red flannel pajamas, looks at me and said, "Morning, Jamesie." And she goes to the bowl of corn flakes, kisses me on my cheek (which I assume was a 'thank you'), and starts to eat.

I already knew that I had this small crush on her. I just never thought that it would grew into something more. I watch her eat and started to notice the little things about her.

Her auburn hair was hanging over to one side of her head; she was reading the Daily Prophet, with those beautiful emerald green eyes of her. She had no make-up on. But no make-up is always a turn on for me. I don't know why though.

Lily was chewing her cereal about five times and then she swallows. She eats with her right hand. She drinks her orange juice about every ten swallows.

'Say something, you idiot!' my mind and my heart were screaming those four words over and over again. So I finally say something.

"So how about those Cannons? Think they'll be in the World Cup?"

'Stupid, stupid stupid.anything but Quidditch! If you can't say anything worth a decent conversation, then don't say anything at all!'

"I guess," she muttered. I knew that she was thinking how much she hated Quidditch. Well, she likes it. But she hates the way, how I'm always thinking or raving about it.

As I watched her, my head started to get all dizzy and my heart was pounding. The next thing, in my mind was three small words that rang out very clearly, "I love you" in my head. Then I started choking on my cereal.

The next thing I know, Lily put her arms around my waist and performs the Heimlich maneuver. She was holding me, all tight and everything, and all I could think of was, 'This is nice, no this is more than nice, this is heaven.'

I was thinking of this while I was choking! I could have been dying, I should have been thinking about other things. But no, I decided to think about how good it was to be in her arms.

Then a hunk of cereal shot out of my mouth and Sirius walk into the room. And, the cereal landed all over his face. The look on his face was priceless.

I collapsed down to the floor, thinking that I was dead. Sirius stood still for about a nano second. Remus was just looking at him with amusement in his eyes. And Lily just told him that it was Fruit Loops.

He let out this little scream and rushes to the bathroom. He also drags Remus in there. Poor Remus. I bet now Sirius is going on and on about how his beautiful face was maimed by a hunk of chew-up cereal.

Lily started laughing. Her laugh was like a twinkle of bells. If this is what heaven feels like, dear God, please let me stay here forever.

She came over to me, leaned down, and pulled out her hand. I grabbed it, moved forward, and I was standing.

"James, your not dead, yet. I think heaven is getting ready for you. So you still have a long way to go."

How did she know that I was thinking that I was dead?

But all I could think of what happen. She came to my rescue. She would do anything for me. Well, depends on the situation. And I knew from that moment on that I was in love with her.

Then I blurted a dumb question.

"Do you like the name Andrew or Harold?"

She stared at me.

And the next thing I knew, she said, "I always loved the name Harry. But Harry is short for Harold. So Harold is my answer."

'Good, because Harold Edward Potter is going to be the name of our un-born son.' If she knew what I was thinking, I would have been dead by now.



End of Flashback

I was so busy thinking, that I ran into a telephone booth.

A/N hey sorry I took so long.writers block ya know? So aniwaz thx for all the reviews!!!!!!!!!!!!!!