Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, except Polstick and the plot of this story.
Well, that little interruption wound up taking me the majority of a day to conclude. Lily seems to be having some of the oddest cravings with this child, hopefully that will clear up once he is born. Yesterday, when she called me away from this project of mine, she wanted pickles and chocolate. That was a pretty odd combination, if you ask me, but I have heard them to be much odder. Now, where was I yesterday? Oh yes, we were on our way to the room of requirement and I had just happened to tell Lily how much of an idiot Polstick was being.
"Now James, we all know how much you despise Polstick, but I still do not think McGongall will replace him. Unless you have some inside link that none of the rest of us have," Lily said as we finally reached the room of requirement.
"So, you're right. McGongall will most likely not do a thing to that bloody idiot, but who knows if the rest of us won't," I said opening the door, after checking the halls for anyone suspicious.
"You will not do anything to him, James. That is just too much of a risk and you know it as well as I do," Lily bickered with me as we entered the room. The room outdid itself that time. In the middle of the room, it placed a cushy, couch in front of a roaring fireplace and it had changed its size to a smaller version of the Gryfinndor common room with the rest of the furnishings.
"Well, I guess what I needed at a time like this was a little bit different than what I thought it would be," I said, to be honest, it astonished me at how the room had chosen this for what I was about to discuss.
"James, now you have brought the question to mind about what you need to talk to me about, if I am allowed to ask," Lily said.
"You are allowed, but I warn you, it might not be exactly what you want to hear from me at this moment," I said, the fear of rejection looming overhead.
"That doesn't matter. I would like to know why you brought me here," Lily said, seeming rather perceptive.
"I brought you here to talk about something that has been weighing on my mind lately," I said.
"You haven't decided to leave Hogwarts now, have you?" Lily asked. My leaving Hogwarts had always been a subject of debate between the two of us, I was bound to get in trouble more than it was necessary, which caused many to wonder why Dumbledore never kicked me out of Hogwarts. I hadn't found out until recently that Dumbledore kept me there for the sole purpose of meeting Lily. Who knew that, even Dumbledore, has respect for love.
"No, Lily and I would not decide something like that on my own. I had to bring you here because of a matter that one of the professor's brought to my attention the other day," I said, this being true. Professor McGongall had talked to me more and more about Lily lately, which finally brought me to the conclusion that I did indeed love her.
"What matter is that?" Lily asked.
"That I have…" I paused, trying to think of how to state it without feeling like a bloody moron. "Felt a certain way about you for a long time, much longer than I knew. I really came here to try to ask you out, but if you don't feel the same then we'll just pretend this never happened."
"James, do you honestly think I have gone without noticing all of this time?" Lily asked, which utterly shocked me.
"You noticed? Why in the hell didn't you tell me?" I asked. Let me tell you, I knew she was smart, but this was plum ridiculous. Was I the only one at Hogwarts that didn't see that I felt this way until recently.
"Now, James, don't feel so bad about this. I, happened, to hear a conversation that McGongall was having with you the other day. I wasn't eavesdropping, I promise, I just needed to ask her about the homework she assigned us," Lily said.
"You heard McGongall talking to me?" I asked.
"Yes, I did. But you still haven't let me answer you, Mr. Potter," Lily said. She had always had the knack for knowing when which name would work to get my attention the easiest.
"Well, what is the answer, Ms. Evans?" I asked.
"I'd like to try it, what does either of us have to lose?" Lily asked with a smile lighting up her features.
"You're kidding me, right? You're not going to yell at me or try to fight your way out of this?" I asked, utterly astonished. If she didn't, this would be the first time she had never done so.
"Why should I, when I feel the same?" Lily asked.
"Well, then, maybe we should go to Hogsmeade, there's still half a day left. Why waste it?" I asked, eagerly.
"Fine with me, just let me go get a cloak from the dormitory," Lily said and stood up to leave the room of requirement.
"I'll meet you in the common room," I said standing quickly to follow her.
"I'm sure that you will," Lily said and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. My mind spun for a few seconds there before I realized what had happened and by then she had already began her ascent to the Gryfinndor tower.
Now, this is the story of the day we first admitted our feelings, but it was most certainly not the last. Over the next two years at Hogwarts, we dated only each other and by the end of seventh year things were as good as ever. After graduation, I finally, had to guts to ask Lily to marry me and we did so in just a few months. Now, we have a son on the way, which I am sure will make the two of us just as proud one day. I love him already, even though I don't know him yet. So whoever reads this, I want you to know, I have now found my loyalty. That loyalty lies with Lily Evans Potter and our child, which will be named Harry James Potter. I hope one day to tell him this story, so that he too may experience true love. The End.
Harry, slowly, closed the journal which had only been written in on those two occasions over seventeen years ago. He now had the story of his parents love, but had always lived without the love that they had for him and each other. Lord Voldemort killed his parents, but he survived and now Dumbledore thought it appropriate he found out how much they truly cared. But on closing the book, he had let two silent tears slip down his cheeks, as his parents watched with tears of their own.
AN: Hope you liked it! I think this is the end for this one. Please feel free to review this story and any of my others.