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-Il Pleut
In Which We Learn Some Shocking News
James Potter was not a very happy boy. In fact, he was far from it.
According to the popular belief, he was snogging some girl for a while this morning (because that was the ONLY reasonable explanation for him smelling like GIRLS perfume).
Just for that rumor alone James was furious. But that wasn't the main reason he was furious.
James Potter was furious because of Lily Evans.
The Same Lily Evans who had woken up at 6 o'clock in the morning, to spray perfume on James's clothes, after she found out the night before that he sprayed cologne on HER clothes. The same Lily Evans that had immediately thereafter rushed down to the kitchens, and asked one of the house elves to get the smell away as soon as possible, which happened to take about thirty minutes. The same Lily Evans that was now walking around school smelling like herself, while James had to take the heat of smelling like a girl.
James had never wanted to hurt someone so bad as he wanted to hurt Lily.
Heads turned his way as he walked down the hallway to breakfast
"That's the boy that smells like flowers. Terry said that he was snogging a sixth year earlier this morning."
"No Way. Sara said he was snogging HER."
James rolled his eyes. And it was JUST his luck that he had EVERY SINGLE CLASS with her.
'No surprise I mean she IS in Gryffindor...' he thought to himself, swinging his book bag over his shoulder in frustration.
He stomped angrily into the Great Hall. He could feel everyone's eyes on him, watching him walk down the table and join his friends.
"WHAT?" he yelled, angrily turning around and glaring at every body.
All who had been staring at him had hastily turned away, not wishing to be the victim of one of his pranks.
He sulked for a while, and then, realizing that his hunger was stronger than his hurt, he began to scarf down food like there was to be a food shortage in the near future.
Lily Evans watched gleefully as James Potter came stalking into the Great Hall, followed by everyone's eyes.
Little did he know that Lily herself had started the snogging rumor. She was just surprised at how much it had grown.
She smiled to herself as he began to eat with gusto.
'You think you had it bad right now? WAIT till later.' She thought evilly to herself.
James felt a chill.
"Woah...that was weird. Did any of you feel that?" He asked, turning to the frightened first year next to him, "Oi. You're not Sirius." He said to the first year as if it were HIS fault in the first place.
He turned the other way. "Oi, Sirius, did you feel that?"
"Feel what?" Sirius asked chomping down on his eggs and bacon.
"That...chill. Remus I thought you were a vegetarian?" He said, turning to Remus who was chowing down on bacon, sausage, ham, and eggs.
Remus looked at him uncertainly.
"You okay James?" Remus asked.
"Erm yeah. Fine. You're not a vegetarian?"
Remus shook his head, "Never was, never will be, mate."
Now it was James's turn to shake his head. "Funny, I could have sworn you were."
"It looks like our dear friend James has finally gone off his rocker." Sirius commented, still shoveling eggs and bacon down his throat.
"Oh Shut Up you." James said. And, ignoring that weird chill he felt, continued eating.
"Attention...may I have your attention please. Attention Please." Dumbledore said, standing to address the Hall.
The Hall in question fell silent.
"Thank You." He cleared his throat before continuing. "As it is only our second day back, I have decided that we should have a dance. Couples only I should think. It will be strictly muggle dress clothes, no dress robes. Those, in my opinion, are extremely boring and not at all fashionable. Ahem as I was saying, Muggle clothes only. I will leave the rest up to the Head Boy and Girl. Miss Evans, Mister Potter, please see me after your last class. Thank You." He sat down again.
The hallways were abuzz with the prospect of a dance. Lily on the other hand, was not so excited.
'Couples only...There's not a boy alive who'd go out with me. Much less ask me. And-' her thoughts were interrupted by John Smithee, a boy she barely even knew from Ravenclaw.
"Erm Lily, I was wondering if you would care to go to the dance with me."
"Oh I'm afraid not John, you see, Dumbledore said the Head Boy and Girl had to go together."
'Which is ENTIRELY untrue, but it's a lie people will believe...however far fetched it may be...but I think I know who I could go with.' She thought to herself, as John rushed off embarrassed.
'Couples only. WHY did it HAVE to be couples only? I'm NEVER going to get up the courage to ask someone!! WHY couldn't it have JUST been whoever wishes to attend. And how in the WORLD am I going to get a hold of MONEY for a muggle dress? I hear they're expensive. Oh man I am so-'
Oof. "Oh my God I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." Lily exclaimed, looking at the ground ashamedly.
"No it's okay, my-Evans." James said, as he saw who it was.
"Potter" Lily replied, narrowing her eyes without realizing it.
"Well good thing we ran into each other because I was just looking for you. What's this I hear about Dumbledore saying we have to go to the dance with each other?"
"Oh nothing. Just some stupid excuse that I made up to not go to the dance with John Smithee...you know Ravenclaw boy, blonde hair, gree-"
"Ooooh HIM. You know he's not that attractive. You can do better than THAT!'
"Haha. Very funny Potter. I'm sure you think you're the perfect candidate?"
"As a matter of fact, no."
"Really." Lily said, slowly raising one eyebrow in disbelief.
"Yes really. In fact, I'd like you to meet my good friend James. James, Lily. Lily, James."
Lily looked around the empty hallway. "I don't see anybody."
"JAMES, Lily. Lily, JAMES." He said, gesturing first to himself, then to her, then from her to himself again.
Lily rolled her eyes.
"How did I know Potter?"
"Ah see, you forgot my name already. Mixed me up with my idiot twin. MY name is James."
"Whatever Potter. " Lily said, rolling her eyes.
"Whadeyedo?" James asked humbly.
"WHAT?"
"What did I do?"
"What did you do what?"
"The whatever Potter comment. What did I do to deserve that?"
"Nothing Potter."
"Now see you're mixing me up AGAIN! I am JAMES."
"Alright, JAMES then, why do you want to go to the Dance with me? Lily Evans?"
"Well..."
"Well that proves it. You're still the same idiot Potter."
"Am NOT!"
"Okay then, why do you want to go to the dance with me?"
James took a deep breath, trying to find the right words.
"Okay, Lily."
"My name is Evans." Lily said, without realizing that her name was in fact, Lily. She just wasn't used to James calling her that.
"Lily." He said firmly, "I want to go to the dance with you because first and foremost, we are Head Boy and Girl. It's just...right somehow. Everyone will expect us to be going together. Second, don't you think that we'd make a good couple? I mean honestly Lily, you're beautiful. Really you are. Every guy is dying to ask you out, but they're all too shy."
"No, John Smi-" she began earnestly. James pressed a finger to her lips, urging her to shut up so he could finish.
"Shh. Thirdly, I think this could be a way to get to know each other again, maybe even become friends again. And lastly, because I- well anyway. Those are the three reasons."
"No, lastly what?"
"Lastly nothing." James responded.
"Aww come on Potter you can't pretend I didn't hear that."
"James." James corrected her.
"Okay then, James you can't pretend I didn't hear that cut off."
"Yes I can. And I will."
"Okay, here's the deal Potter. I'll go to the dance with you. As your date, IF and only if, you tell me what that last bit was before tomorrow morning."
James sighed, "We'd better get to class."
"Potter, are you feeling okay? It's lunchtime. You know, eat eat, chomp chomp...the whole digestive deal?"
James laughed. "Yeah, I know it, vaguely familiar with it too." James trailed off and eyed Lily's bag beadily. He grabbed it and ran off, "Race you!" he shouted as he ran.
"POTTER! You give that back!" Lily yelled, laughing and running after him.
Both Lily and James sensed a dark sense of foreboding as they trudged out of their last class together.
"Well..." Lily began.
"Yeah." James agreed, knowing what the sentence was before she even finished it.
They stumped up to the Gargoyle that was the entrance to Dumbledore's office.
"Advil." Lily said hesitantly.
The Gargoyle slowly began to rotate upwards.
"What am I going to do??" Tara shrieked. She wanted more than ever to go to the dance, she just couldn't find a date. Everyone she had asked was already going with someone. "What happened to the boys last year?? Have I turned UGLY or something? That's it isn't it? I'm UGLY!" she sank into an armchair in front of the fire.
"No you're not ugly." Mariel said soothingly, while concentrating on writing her potions essay.
"Than how come I don't have a date??"
"Wake up Tara, NONE of us have a date. And don't get me wrong I want to go as much as you do. I've always thought muggle dresses were so beautiful!" Alyssa said, looking at her star chart.
"And why aren't you doing your homework?"
"I finish it in my other classes."
Alyssa looked at her skeptically.
"Okay so I don't want to do it. Tuh! You GUYS! We need to get dates SOMEHOW! We can't just NOT go!"
"Well we might have to."
"All I have to say, is the first person that asks me to the dance, I am accepting. I don't care if they're in Slytherin or not. I am accepting." Alyssa said calmly.
"Well Alyssa baby, you're gonna get your chance now." Sirius said, coming up behind her.
"Anyone except for Sirius Black." Alyssa corrected herself.
"Why must you be so mean Monagan?" he asked, sitting on her star chart.
"You idiot Black. You're going to get ink all over your pants."
"All such things forgotten when in front of you."
"Cut the mush Black. I meant anyone except for you."
"Oh that's a lie. What is Snape came up here right now and asked you to the dance?"
"I'd readily accept. Now get up I have to finish my homework!"
"Why?"
"Why do I have to finish my homework? Don't be daft Black."
"Umm excuse me, but you're bothering me. If you MUST talk to her, could you do it somewhere else?" Mariel said coldly.
"Fine." Sirius retorted, and grabbing Alyssa's arm, he dragged her out of the common room.
"You're not ugly." Remus said, moving to sit by Tara, as Sirius began to chat it up with Alyssa behind him.
"Yes I am. I don't have a date."
"That doesn't mean that you're ugly."
"Oh you know you think I'm ugly."
"Actually I don't."
"Yeah right. You just don't want to hurt my feelings."
"No really, I don't think you're ugly."
"Do me a favor Lupin, just go away."
"Tara, You're the most beautiful person I've ever met in my life."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
There was a pause as Tara looked him in the eyes, trying to detect a lie. She found none.
"Gosh. That's really sweet." She said laughing.
"So?"
"So what?"
"So will you go to the dance with me?"
"I don't know Remus, I mean, Alyssa and Lily and Mariel might flip out. Don't get me wrong, I'd love to go with you. It's just that I think I should check with them first."
"They're not your parents you know. You can do whatever you want. You don't have to check it with them."
"I know. But they're my best friends and their opinion matters to me a lot."
"Okay, well when you decide, can you get back to me?"
"Yeah, sure." Tara responded, her eyes shining.
"Great, well I better go find Sirius. See you around."
"Erm, yeah, bye."
Remus stood, and left Tara gazing happily after him.
"Um, Mariel?" Peter squeaked.
"Hm?"
"Will you-um-"
"Go to the dance with you? Sure." Mariel responded without looking up from her paper.
"REALLY?"
"Yeah. Don't pee on yourself."
"Wow Mariel, that means a lot to me."
"What me telling you not to pee on yourself?" she asked, glaring at her paper, and scratching a few words out.
"No that you'll go to the dance with me. I mean I never expected-"
"Pettigrew, if you want to live, much less go to the dance with me, I'd suggest you leave me alone."
"Oh, right. I'll just go then."
"Do that." Mariel said, scratching angrily at the paper with her quill.
"What do you want Black? I already made it clear that I wasn't going to go to the dance with you. Anyway, why do you want to go to the dance with me? There are plenty of girls a lot prettier than me, throwing themselves at your feet...like some of my room mates for example."
"What Tara thinks I'm sizzling?"
"No. Like Sara thinks you're on fire."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Now that we've got that settled, excuse me while I finish my homework." She said, starting to walk towards the entrance to the common room.
"Wait. Alyssa. Please?"
Alyssa stopped, mainly from the shock of hearing her first name come out of Sirius Black's mouth.
"What did you call me?" a smile playing on her lips.
"Alyssa?" Sirius said, clearly confused.
Alyssa turned around and hugged him.
"You idiot." She laughed into his shoulder, "After five years of me yelling at you to call me Alyssa, you pick now to do so."
Sirius grinned and returned the hug, slightly shocked, "Umm, well I figured that you'd want to be referred to properly for once."
"Yeah...I did and I do. Sure I'll go with-wait. I have to talk to Lily and Tara and Mariel about...about it."
Sirius pulled away from the hug, "You don't have to ask they're opinion about everything you know."
"I know. And you just got in my good book Black. I wouldn't push you're luck."
"So how come I have to call you Alyssa, but you can call me Black still?"
"Fine. I'll get back to you Sirius. Ciao." She said, walking off.
"Yeah, get back to me SOON!" he yelled after her.
"Ah, you two. Come in." Dumbledore said.
Lily and James cautiously stepped into the circular room.
"Right on time." Dumbledore commented, "Take a seat." He motioned to two seats in front of his desk.
"Yes sir?"
"You wished to speak to us?" Lily and James asked simultaneously taking a seat.
"Yes. It is in regards to this said dance that I am proposing."
"Right." Lily said.
At the same time, James said, "We figured."
Dumbledore smiled knowingly, "The fact is, I decided to have you two coordinate a bit of it. I have covered the music arrangements, the dance hall, and the dress code. I am leaving it up to you two to decide the theme, food, décor, and anything else you deem fit."
"Um sir, do we have to go to the dance?" Lily asked, already knowing the answer.
"Why yes. You do. Either with one another or some other person. But you two must make an appearance. It's tradition."
"Tradition..." James repeated slowly.
"That's right."
Lily sighed.
"You two may go now. I expect a full copy of the plan on my desk tomorrow morning."
"But sir, that only gives us tonight!"
"Why yes it does. Fancy that. Lemon Drop?"
"Sir," began James, taking the Lemon Drop Dumbledore offered, "What about our homework?"
"Oh that does present a problem doesn't it? Hmm... well I guess the only resolution to that would be to postpone your homework. Or maybe get rid of it altogether."
Lily and James exchanged gleeful glances at the thought of not having to do their homework that night.
"Yes. That seems the only way. You two are exempt from your homework tonight. I'll notify your teachers immediately. You may go."
Lily and James stood, and walked out.
Dumbledore looked at their retreating figures disappear from sight sadly.
'When will they realize?' he thought to himself.
"No Homework!!" James exclaimed happily, settling down into one of the squishy armchairs in front of the fire.
"Yeah, but we have to get to work on the plans for the dance. I don't know which I'd rather do. Homework with my friends, or dance plans with you."
"Aw come on. I can't be THAT bad."
"Yeah you're right. You're worse. I'd rather be doing homework with my friends." Lily sighed, taking a seat by the table on the other side of the room.
They looked at each other for a second.
"Well one of us is going to have to move." Lily pointed out.
"Well it's not going to be me." James said, settling lower into the chair and putting his hands behind his head.
"Oh yes it is." Lily said.
"Make me."
Lily rolled her eyes, stood up, and began to tickle him mercilessly.
"Okay Okay Okay!" James yelled, in between laughs, "You win."
"That's what I thought. Now march." She said, making him stand and walk in front of her to the table.
"Kill Joy."
"Proud of it."
They both took a seat on opposite ends of the table.
"Now this will never work Evans. We can't be this far apart."
"Well I'm not moving."
James sighed, stood, and moved next to her.
"So, what do we do now?" he inquired.
"We focus on dance plans." Lily retorted.
James whimpered and put his chin on the table.
"So first things first. We need to focus on theme, food, and décor I think it was that Dumbledore said."
"Yeah, and anything else we take in our heads to do."
"Yeah. But I think we should probably start with the theme."
"Fine by me."
"I think that it should be sort of formal...you know...like a Homecoming dance."
"A Homecoming Dance?? What's that Evans speak English."
"Homecoming! You know! With the Homecoming court!"
She got only a blank look for her efforts.
"Okay, muggle high school has this dance at the beginning of the year, you know, it welcomes the students back or to the school, it has a homecoming court, girls and guys, and it's a pretty formal thing. You know, black and white ball sort of thing."
"Ugh. Sounds too formal. How about we do that idea, but with a twist, make it a little less formal. I mean, how you're describing it sounds like a funeral. Black only."
"I said Black AND White. And what's wrong with formal?"
"Too quiet sounding. We should do something that'll start the year off with a...bang?"
Lily laughed. "Alright, so what do you suggest Obi-Wan?"
(a/n: I know Star Wars wasn't around at this time...but we're going to pretend that it was)
"Well I suggest that we elect a Homecoming court, and do that, but we eighty-six the black and white ball idea."
"Alright. One has to compromise. So now, the décor for this Homecoming Dance."
"Well of COURSE the décor has to be black and white!"
"Why? If everyone else is going to be wearing-"
"Evans. You need to learn how to take a joke."
"Okay. Here's the deal Potter. We only have tonight to get this down. We still need to decide on food. And the decorations of this dance. I don't want to work with you longer than I need to. Comprende?"
"Yes ma'am." James said sarcastically.
"Thank you. Now, I think that it should be neutral decorations. No pumpkins, no snowflakes, no turkeys. You know, just natural. Any ideas?"
James nodded, and leaning back in his chair, he closed his eyes, trying to visualize the Great Hall in exquisite decorations.
"Okay Evans, listen up. How does this sound... Fireflies flying around above the crowd, 200 mini tables that seat four each, no lights except for the fireflies and floating balls of light on each table. The centerpiece will be a single lily, signifying beauty and tranquility. White silk tablecloths. The chairs will be fluffy armchairs, like the ones behind me, but smaller, and white. The teacher's tables will be replaced instead with whatever Dumbledore has in store for music. DJ or live performers. Whatever. All the tables will be arranged around the dance floor, which will be giving out a faint white glow. The ceiling overhead will be bewitched to show a perfectly clear night. Crescent moon I should think. The walls will be laced with garlands of lilies, going again with the theme." James opened his eyes, "What do you think?"
Lily meanwhile, had closed her eyes so as to get a better idea of the look of the Great Hall. "I love it." She said softly, and opening her eyes she said, "I just have one question. How are we going to get the fireflies to stay up there?"
"We put a charm up there that they can't pass. They can fly to the ceiling, but no lower than the top of the doors to the Great Hall."
"It sounds perfect!" Lily squealed.
"The lilies on each table were inspired by you. Beautiful and tranquil." James said quietly.
"Thank you." Lily said with a smile.
"Your Welcome." James opened his mouth to say something else. But closed it again, swallowing what he had been about to say.
"So now that we have that covered, we should work on the food situation. I was thinking whatever the house elves feel like cooking up." Lily said, back on business.
"Really? I was thinking that we do really casual foods. Chips, salsa, Hamburgers, Cheeseburgers, Salads, etc. Really casual. I think it would be funny. I mean because people step into this exquisite room, and they expect to be served fancy food, but instead, it's junk food!" James started laughing uncontrollably.
"I say we have a menu. The students can put their finger on whichever item they want, and the menu will disappear, and the food of their choice will come up."
"But can we have junk food on the menu?"
"We will have whatever is easiest for the house elves on the menu." Lily said firmly.
"Oh fine." James said huffily, "Mark my words though. It will be hamburgers."
"Oh I'm not so sure about that... Now if you'll excuse me, I must go hunt out my friends."
"Don't give anything away!"
"I won't. But that goes for you too!" she yelled back at him over her shoulder as she marched out of the room.
"Oh pickle." Lily said, standing outside the entrance to the Gryffindor Common room.
"What's wrong m'dear?"
"I don't know the password."
"Oh well then I'm afraid you can't get in m'deary." The fat lady said sorrowfully.
"I know. I'll just-Potter!" she said, turning around and almost running into James.
"Strawberry Lemon." James said, panting.
"That's right m'dear. Lucky thing this young man came along." And she swung open.
"What are you doing here?"
"Same thing your doing here. Going to talk to my friends. Bye." And he ran into the common room and up the stairs to the boys dormitory.
Lily sighed and clambered through the portrait hole and into the merry light of the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Lily. Thank God you're here. We were just about to go out and search for you." Tara said thankfully as Lily walked into the Girls Dorm.
"Yup. But I need to talk to you guys."
"We need to talk to you too." Alyssa commented.
"Okay, you first."
"Well, Sirius asked me if I wanted to go to the dance with him." Alyssa said tentatively.
"And Remus asked me if I wanted to go to the dance with him." Tara rushed in.
"I see, and since when have they been Sirius and Remus?"
"Since we began to be Alyssa and Tara." Alyssa said quietly.
"Right. And what about you Mariel?"
"Well I'm going to the dance with Peter."
"That's what I thought. What are you looking at me like that for?"
"Well, I asked Tara what she thought, and she asked me, and we both asked Mariel, and we all agreed that it was okay for the other to be going with them, but we thought we should ask you too. Because you are our best friend. So is it okay?"
"You don't have to ask me Alyssa. You too Tara. I think Mariel knew that. You guys are your own person. You don't have to ask me for permission to go to the dance with one of those id- one of them." She corrected herself.
"Okay. Thanks a bunch Lils." Tara said, hugging Lily.
"Your welcome. Now I have some news for you..."
"So let me get this straight. You guys asked Monagan, Nakahashi, and Lundi to go to the dance with you?"
"Yeah." Sirius said
"Pretty Much." Remus agreed
"She said 'Yeah!" Peter squeaked.
James massaged his left temple.
"Right." He said flatly.
"Oh come on Jamsie. You can't tell me that you haven't asked Evans yet?"
"No, I have. And she said she'd go with me if I told her-well anyway. She said she'd go with me maybe."
"Me thinks your hiding something from us Jamsie." Sirius joked.
"So what if I am?" James shouted.
"Temper, Prongs." Remus said quietly.
"Yeah. Right." James stopped and took a deep breath.
"The thing is is that I asked her, and she told me she'd go if I told her this one thing that I was about to tell her, but I really can't tell her, and how am I going to get her to go if I don't tell her, and this thing, it could be majorly embarrassing, and I don't want it to ruin our friendship-shutup Padfoot- we DO have a friendship...sort of." He finished pathetically.
"The great James Potter reduced to a mumbling mess." Sirius crowed.
"Yeah..."
"If Evans could only see you now." Remus said jokingly.
"So you think he's going to tell you whatever it was that he didn't tell you?" Tara asked with a smile.
"I really don't know Tara. I really want to know what he was going to say. But I really don't want to go to the dance with him. REALLY REALLY DON'T want to go to the dance with him." Lily said, pacing back and forth.
"Aw come on Lils, he can't be THAT bad." Mariel said brightly.
"No no, he's worse." She said flatly.
"Well I have an inkling that he's probably not going to tell you. The great Potter pride will win over. Potter would rather die than to be seen as a bumbling idiot by anyone other than himself."
"Or his close friends." Alyssa said, finishing what Tara was about to say.
"Exactly. So you don't even have to worry about him telling you and you having to go to the dance with him."
"But I really want to know what he was going to tell me! But I really don't want to go to the dance with him! Argh! Why me?" Lily said, sitting on Tara's bed and putting her head in her hands.
"Because James Potter took it into his head that he had a crush on you." Mariel said calmly.
Lily, Tara, and Alyssa turned to stare at her.
Dinner passed uneventfully. James and Lily turned in the final plans early to Dumbledore, and ate their meal in relative peace.
The houses then retired to their separate dorms, and Lily and James walked up to their room together in the growing darkness.
They had just finished getting ready for bed, and James was just about to turn off the lights, when Lily couldn't hold it any longer.
"Why didn't you tell me you had a crush on me?"
"What?" James said, feeling blood creep up into his cheeks.
"You. You never told me you had a crush on me. Why?"
"Why did I never tell you that I had a crush on you? Hmm...might it have been the fact that had I told you, I would not have lived another day? Or the fact that you might have laughed in my face? Or the fact that you wouldn't have believed me. I don't really know which one I was more afraid of." James said sarcastically, and he flicked off the lights.
Lily clambered into bed in the half darkness.
"Was that was you were going to say? Today in the hallway? When you stopped and said something different? Or when you opened your mouth to say something when we were planning the dance stuff, but then you just closed it again. Was that what you were going to say?"
She hear James sigh from the other side of the room.
"Yes. That was what I was going to say."
Now it was James's turn to hear her sigh from the other side of the room. He rolled over to look at her. She was illuminated by the moonlight that was shining in through the window.
"You look like an angel, sent down to earth to help the poor needy people of this world. I just hope you don't leave anytime soon." He commented quietly, rolling over again.
Lily felt her heart go out to him in pity.
"James, what happened? Between us I mean...why aren't we friends anymore?"
"Funny, I recall asking you the same question not so long ago."
"I know, and I never answered you properly. And now I'm asking you. Why?"
"You made new friends, I made new friends... I just began to see you as more than just a friend after a while, and it scared me. So I tried to run away."
"But it didn't work did it? Because now we're lassoed together as Head Boy and Girl, sharing the same room." Lily said with a laugh and a sigh.
"Yeah." James agreed.
"Well Potter, it looks like you've found a date to the dance."
"Who?" James asked, genuinely confused.
"Me." Lily said simply, and rolling over so her back was toward him, she fell asleep.
"You. Lily Evans." James said to himself with a smile.
And soon, he too was asleep, dreaming of what the year would bring.
A/N: How did you like it? I hope you liked it...the romance started a little earlier than I intended...but it had to you see? Anyway, Reviews sil vous plait! Merci!
-Il Pleut