Hey everyone. Sorry for the short chapters. I hope you people like what I
have. And I don't want to sound like my friend in her author notes, but
sorry if the sentences get a little fragmentish. Like blondemomo said, it's
for the dramatic effect. Well, happy reading.
Kisses, Melly
P.s. This is set the night before they go back to school.
James couldn't stop thinking about her. He wanted to go up and talk to her, again. He enjoyed so much hearing her warm, pleasant, reassuring voice. Ever since that day when he fainted, he felt like something was different between them. He didn't know why, but it was after he woke up when he felt as though they were already more than friends. He liked it.
Lily was having dinner with her parents, and her mind was all tossed up, in a good way, thank Merlin. She asked to be excused and went to her room. She couldn't stop thinking about him, ever since she had kissed him, but wait, did it count as a kiss? He hadn't been conscious. But then again, how did she know? Oh boy, she loved making herself confused. (A/N I know what that's like.) She went out onto her moonlit balcony, she loved that spot the very most. She had always dreamed of having a friend, well more of a boyfriend, to come up there with her and share the cool breeze of the night with her. She had one of those swinging porch couches up there. She wanted James to know how she felt. She wanted him to come share the night with her. Ever since she kissed him, well 'brushed' his lips, she had wanted to do it again. She felt incredible warmth in him, in his mind, in his heart. She was totally in love with him.
He was starting to remember now. Starting to remember that day in the Leaky Cauldron. He thought she might have kissed him. He remembered he was coming around in a way but hadn't opened his eyes yet. He remembered he felt something touch upon his lips. He liked it, a lot. That's when he woke up and realized where he was. In a room, alone, with his favorite flower. (A/N I know, I know, it sounds a little like a soap opera, but I'm trying to get the dramatic feel in here so give me a break.) He noticed she was blushing. At the time, he vaguely remembered why. But now, it was all coming back to him.
Lily, I can't remember if you ever answered the question that I had asked you. I am remembering other things. Good things. Thanks for being there. Thanks for the kiss. Love Always, James
He looked over what he wrote, thinking he should send it to her right now. Maybe she was thinking about him.
She was. She couldn't get her mind off him. She couldn't help but remember his body. (A/N Then again, who wouldn't?) She couldn't remember why she hadn't told him yet that she wanted to go out with him. She wanted to so badly. James' reputation had her on the fence in a way. There were so many positive factors, but then again, there were negatives to cancel the positive ones out. He was so handsome. And sweet. And handsome. And funny. And handsome. Where was she getting? She hoped that the only reason that she liked him wasn't just for his looks. She really hoped it wasn't. She didn't want to be known as shallow. She wasn't. She knew in her heart she wasn't.
It was then when she saw an owl flying in her direction over the many lit houses of Cambridge.
AAHHH!!!! WRITER'S BLOCK MAJOR!!!! I NEED HELP PEOPLE!!!! I NEED IDEAS!!!! I NEED REVIEWS!!!! I ONLY HAVE SIX!!!! COME ON PEOPLE, READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!!!! SORRY AGAIN FOR THE SHORT CHAPTERS. REALLY REALLY SORRY.
LUV ALWAYS MELLY
Kisses, Melly
P.s. This is set the night before they go back to school.
James couldn't stop thinking about her. He wanted to go up and talk to her, again. He enjoyed so much hearing her warm, pleasant, reassuring voice. Ever since that day when he fainted, he felt like something was different between them. He didn't know why, but it was after he woke up when he felt as though they were already more than friends. He liked it.
Lily was having dinner with her parents, and her mind was all tossed up, in a good way, thank Merlin. She asked to be excused and went to her room. She couldn't stop thinking about him, ever since she had kissed him, but wait, did it count as a kiss? He hadn't been conscious. But then again, how did she know? Oh boy, she loved making herself confused. (A/N I know what that's like.) She went out onto her moonlit balcony, she loved that spot the very most. She had always dreamed of having a friend, well more of a boyfriend, to come up there with her and share the cool breeze of the night with her. She had one of those swinging porch couches up there. She wanted James to know how she felt. She wanted him to come share the night with her. Ever since she kissed him, well 'brushed' his lips, she had wanted to do it again. She felt incredible warmth in him, in his mind, in his heart. She was totally in love with him.
He was starting to remember now. Starting to remember that day in the Leaky Cauldron. He thought she might have kissed him. He remembered he was coming around in a way but hadn't opened his eyes yet. He remembered he felt something touch upon his lips. He liked it, a lot. That's when he woke up and realized where he was. In a room, alone, with his favorite flower. (A/N I know, I know, it sounds a little like a soap opera, but I'm trying to get the dramatic feel in here so give me a break.) He noticed she was blushing. At the time, he vaguely remembered why. But now, it was all coming back to him.
Lily, I can't remember if you ever answered the question that I had asked you. I am remembering other things. Good things. Thanks for being there. Thanks for the kiss. Love Always, James
He looked over what he wrote, thinking he should send it to her right now. Maybe she was thinking about him.
She was. She couldn't get her mind off him. She couldn't help but remember his body. (A/N Then again, who wouldn't?) She couldn't remember why she hadn't told him yet that she wanted to go out with him. She wanted to so badly. James' reputation had her on the fence in a way. There were so many positive factors, but then again, there were negatives to cancel the positive ones out. He was so handsome. And sweet. And handsome. And funny. And handsome. Where was she getting? She hoped that the only reason that she liked him wasn't just for his looks. She really hoped it wasn't. She didn't want to be known as shallow. She wasn't. She knew in her heart she wasn't.
It was then when she saw an owl flying in her direction over the many lit houses of Cambridge.
AAHHH!!!! WRITER'S BLOCK MAJOR!!!! I NEED HELP PEOPLE!!!! I NEED IDEAS!!!! I NEED REVIEWS!!!! I ONLY HAVE SIX!!!! COME ON PEOPLE, READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!!!! SORRY AGAIN FOR THE SHORT CHAPTERS. REALLY REALLY SORRY.
LUV ALWAYS MELLY