Thanks for popping in here to read my L/J cookie. I wrote this fic while I was on the bus home from school, a rather weird place to write but, hey, it works!! Hope you enjoy it!!

Whoever coined the phrase 'Seeing is Believing' obviously didn't feel much. Because seeing James kiss other girls and feeling the kiss herself were two different things. Two very different things.

Watching him kiss other girls didn't make her knees go weak.

Watching him kiss other girls didn't make her arms hang limply by her sides.

Watching him kiss other girls didn't make her heart pump like she was running a 100m sprint.

She could feel his arms cradling her gently in his arms as if she was something far too precious and far too fragile to be held

She could feel his fingers running softly through her hair, stroking ever so gently.

She could feel her arms filling with energy once more and the desire to touch him. They crept around his neck, fingers stroking the soft hair on the back of his neck.

Or how about the fact that Lily could feel James' heart thundering like the wild hooves of a horse.

Watching and feeling were definitely two very different things and Lily Evans definitely know the difference between them.

-michelle-