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The next moment, Lily found that everything had stopped and she was in James' arms. However, the scenery had improved dramatically. Instead of an old, dark alley, she was standing in front of a restaurant. There was a sign on the building that read, Lavina's. Hmm, that sounded familiar. Yet, she knew that she had never been here before. Of course! Scarlett had told her about this place. It was one of the richest, finest restaurants in all of Wizard England.
As nice as the restaurant looked, Lily couldn't forget the feeling that she had just experienced. It almost made her sick.
"James, what the hell was that?" she asked, her voice somewhat frantic.
"It was a portkey," he responded. And added in a teasing tone, "didn't you enjoy it?"
"There are no words to describe how I enjoyed it," she responded, just a little grumpy.
This was not how James had pictured the evening to start out. He didn't want her angry with him at a time like this. Trying to make up for the portkey, he put his arm around her waist and directed them to the front entrance.
Once they were inside the building, all of Lily's anger went away. The building was stunning. The ceiling had beautiful designs embroidered in the white colored material. A gigantic chandelier hung from it. There must have been at least one hundred lights on it, all surrounded by crystal fixings. The tables were all private, so no one could be overheard or disturbed. Each table was blanketed with a white table cloth, red roses at the center. The walls were elegantly designed as well. Every few meters there was a candle mounted for decoration. There was even a live band, playing classy, instrumental music. Lavina's even held a small section for dancing. At the sight of everything, Lily truly knew why she loved James. He knew what would be perfect for her, and this was it.
Lily was in such awe that she hadn't even realized that they were seated.
"James everything is so amazing," she told him.
"You're amazing."
Lily blushed at his words. He had told her multiple times that he loved her, that she was beautiful, and several other flattering compliments; however, she never failed to blush each time.
"James the food here is delicious," Lily said as she took a huge bite of her Fettuccine Alfredo.
James laughed as the pasta slightly hung out of her mouth. "You know, if I were you, I wouldn't be harassing me about my bad manners when you can't even manage to eat some pasta."
"Well, theirs a difference between the situations though," she began, but was shortly cut off.
"Oh, yes. I do it at a small, fast-food place and you do it at a big, fancy restaurant. Yes, you're right, my doing it is far worse," he teased.
"No, I'm serious. You see, where you do it, everybody can see you. Here, where I did it, we are in a booth, therefore no one can see me."
He couldn't really see her point, but humored her anyways.
Dinner was amazing, and the couple continued chatting about pointless topics, what was new in their lives, and even started reminiscing about Hogwarts.
"Care to dance?" James asked, as he stood up and held out a hand.
Lily smiled and accepted.
As they reached the dance floor, Lily could feel James' arms around her waist. She quickly rested her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. She loved this feeling so much, just being in his arms made her feel like nothing bad would ever happen to her.
James looked down and saw that Lily's eyes were almost shut. He couldn't help but think how peaceful she looked. He loved looking down in his arms and seeing her, in fact, he loved everything about her. He loved the way she fit perfectly in his arms, the way she always smelled so sweet, the way she smiled at him, the way she made him laugh, and the way she made him feel as if the only the two of them existed, even in a crowded room.
As they continued to dance across the dance floor, James leaned down and whispered, "I love you," into Lily's ear. She smiled up at him and kissed him in reply. They broke away shortly, not caring that many people in the restaurant were stealing glances at them. They were in love, and as long as they had each other, everything was perfect.
As the evening drew to a near, James knew he was running out of time. He had to do this, the night was perfect. He couldn't do it here though. He didn't want to do it here. He wanted Lily to know how much he loved her, and displaying it at a restaurant was just not special enough. He wanted this to be original, and from the heart.
After dinner and dessert, James paid for the bill and the couple left Lavina's.
"James, we're not gong back in a portkey are we?" her voice was full of hope that the hellhole the James called a portkey wouldn't ever happen again.
"What I thought you loved those things," he joked.
"Okay, just making sure. So I'll just apparate home and see you tomorrow," she leaned in to kiss him goodnight, but he pulled away.
"What are you talking about? The night's not over yet," he said it with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
"James, I'm not going over to your house tonight. I promised Gracie I would go to Diagon Alley with her in the morning."
"No, no, no, you misunderstood me. You don't have to come back to my house. I just wanted to go for a walk in the park down the street," he replied.
"Oh," was all she muttered. She didn't want to go back to James' house, but she didn't like the fact that he didn't want to. She felt a little uncomfortable at the comment she made.
"Come on now," James said as he grabbed her hand, apparently not noticing her embarrassment.
Author's Note: Okay, that's chapter two! Tell me what you think. Also, I have already written the final chapter of this, I just need to do a few fix ups, so I'll probably have it out sometime tomorrow!
The next moment, Lily found that everything had stopped and she was in James' arms. However, the scenery had improved dramatically. Instead of an old, dark alley, she was standing in front of a restaurant. There was a sign on the building that read, Lavina's. Hmm, that sounded familiar. Yet, she knew that she had never been here before. Of course! Scarlett had told her about this place. It was one of the richest, finest restaurants in all of Wizard England.
As nice as the restaurant looked, Lily couldn't forget the feeling that she had just experienced. It almost made her sick.
"James, what the hell was that?" she asked, her voice somewhat frantic.
"It was a portkey," he responded. And added in a teasing tone, "didn't you enjoy it?"
"There are no words to describe how I enjoyed it," she responded, just a little grumpy.
This was not how James had pictured the evening to start out. He didn't want her angry with him at a time like this. Trying to make up for the portkey, he put his arm around her waist and directed them to the front entrance.
Once they were inside the building, all of Lily's anger went away. The building was stunning. The ceiling had beautiful designs embroidered in the white colored material. A gigantic chandelier hung from it. There must have been at least one hundred lights on it, all surrounded by crystal fixings. The tables were all private, so no one could be overheard or disturbed. Each table was blanketed with a white table cloth, red roses at the center. The walls were elegantly designed as well. Every few meters there was a candle mounted for decoration. There was even a live band, playing classy, instrumental music. Lavina's even held a small section for dancing. At the sight of everything, Lily truly knew why she loved James. He knew what would be perfect for her, and this was it.
Lily was in such awe that she hadn't even realized that they were seated.
"James everything is so amazing," she told him.
"You're amazing."
Lily blushed at his words. He had told her multiple times that he loved her, that she was beautiful, and several other flattering compliments; however, she never failed to blush each time.
"James the food here is delicious," Lily said as she took a huge bite of her Fettuccine Alfredo.
James laughed as the pasta slightly hung out of her mouth. "You know, if I were you, I wouldn't be harassing me about my bad manners when you can't even manage to eat some pasta."
"Well, theirs a difference between the situations though," she began, but was shortly cut off.
"Oh, yes. I do it at a small, fast-food place and you do it at a big, fancy restaurant. Yes, you're right, my doing it is far worse," he teased.
"No, I'm serious. You see, where you do it, everybody can see you. Here, where I did it, we are in a booth, therefore no one can see me."
He couldn't really see her point, but humored her anyways.
Dinner was amazing, and the couple continued chatting about pointless topics, what was new in their lives, and even started reminiscing about Hogwarts.
"Care to dance?" James asked, as he stood up and held out a hand.
Lily smiled and accepted.
As they reached the dance floor, Lily could feel James' arms around her waist. She quickly rested her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. She loved this feeling so much, just being in his arms made her feel like nothing bad would ever happen to her.
James looked down and saw that Lily's eyes were almost shut. He couldn't help but think how peaceful she looked. He loved looking down in his arms and seeing her, in fact, he loved everything about her. He loved the way she fit perfectly in his arms, the way she always smelled so sweet, the way she smiled at him, the way she made him laugh, and the way she made him feel as if the only the two of them existed, even in a crowded room.
As they continued to dance across the dance floor, James leaned down and whispered, "I love you," into Lily's ear. She smiled up at him and kissed him in reply. They broke away shortly, not caring that many people in the restaurant were stealing glances at them. They were in love, and as long as they had each other, everything was perfect.
As the evening drew to a near, James knew he was running out of time. He had to do this, the night was perfect. He couldn't do it here though. He didn't want to do it here. He wanted Lily to know how much he loved her, and displaying it at a restaurant was just not special enough. He wanted this to be original, and from the heart.
After dinner and dessert, James paid for the bill and the couple left Lavina's.
"James, we're not gong back in a portkey are we?" her voice was full of hope that the hellhole the James called a portkey wouldn't ever happen again.
"What I thought you loved those things," he joked.
"Okay, just making sure. So I'll just apparate home and see you tomorrow," she leaned in to kiss him goodnight, but he pulled away.
"What are you talking about? The night's not over yet," he said it with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
"James, I'm not going over to your house tonight. I promised Gracie I would go to Diagon Alley with her in the morning."
"No, no, no, you misunderstood me. You don't have to come back to my house. I just wanted to go for a walk in the park down the street," he replied.
"Oh," was all she muttered. She didn't want to go back to James' house, but she didn't like the fact that he didn't want to. She felt a little uncomfortable at the comment she made.
"Come on now," James said as he grabbed her hand, apparently not noticing her embarrassment.
Author's Note: Okay, that's chapter two! Tell me what you think. Also, I have already written the final chapter of this, I just need to do a few fix ups, so I'll probably have it out sometime tomorrow!