Night had fallen and darkness enveloped the huge castle at Hogwarts, but one person lay awake...Lily Evans was staring dreamily up at the canopy of her crimson four-poster bed thinking about James. She had just kissed him goodnight, the mere thought of it made her stomach twirl. She tossed around in her bed, unable to get to sleep. She was still deep amidst thoughts of how the day had gone and how cool James had turned out to be. She had had a fantabulous day and couldn't wait to see more of James. He was really amazing, it was true as everyone said; James Potter was utterly different from any boy in Hogwarts. She cursed herself for not accepting his offer before; she frowned as she thought how many good times they could've shared if she had just said yes to him in the fourth year. It felt like the two previous years had been a waste. He seemed flawless now, although she didn't like how everyone had made way as he came in Zonko's. No matter how good-looking he was or how famous he was, that didn't make him superior to everyone else. Other than that, everything else had been really good. Of course he was no more in looks than the gorgeous Sirius Black, but she didn't care. 'After all, I'm no beauty queen myself' she thought modestly, to herself, matter-of-factly.

She recalled all the times they had spent and how they had sat together at The Three Broomsticks and talked away joyfully, without a care in the world. How James had advised Lily not to let Lucius get to her, how he had liked the same poster she herself had liked and how happy he was when his friends found out he had come with her. She smiled inwardly. Maybe she was wrong; maybe popular kids like James weren't so bad and air-headed after all. The thought of him made her heart flutter and now the sight of him made her heart beat faster than ever. One thing was set... Lily had taken a great liking to the James Potter. But... she thought. What if he didn't feel the same way as she did? After all, he was so famous he could get any girl he liked. Maybe she was just a one-time thing to him? Various horrid thoughts swam in Lily's head as she lay there. Maybe this was just a practical joke and all James wanted to do was to show his friends he could take out Lily Evans, the one girl who was the hardest to get hold of in the whole school? But, then again, hadn't James liked her since day one? Hadn't he always blushed furiously around her? Hadn't he asked her out a million times since the fourth year? Wasn't it intense bliss that she had noticed in his gorgeous, hazel-brown eyes when she had accepted his proposal? She shook her head as if to clear away the thoughts, she was just being stupid! Of course James liked her! Why else would he have asked her out so many times before? Why hadn't he then dated any other girl since the first time she had rejected him? Surely, even such little things were proof of how much James had adored her from the very start?

The holidays had now begun and Lily was to go to her parent's house tomorrow. She would stay there a week and then come back as there was a big match coming up and all the students were to stay at Hogwarts for an extra month or so. She had to get some sleep as the train left early in the morning for Kings Cross Station, but she just couldn't close her eyes for a moment and not picture James. And picturing him, adrenaline flowed through her body and she felt all energetic. It was odd, this was the first date and yet she was thinking so much about him...she couldn't keep her mind off him nor could she think about anything else that didn't include him. Had she subconsciously liked James all this time? She rolled over once more and tried to settle herself in a more comfortable position that would make her go to sleep, but in vain. She scolded herself for this. She had a strong will power and she hated it when she sometimes couldn't take total control of her situation. It was late... she wouldn't be able to wake up tomorrow. It was such a shame she had to go to her parent's right the next day. But, then again, a family reunion was to take place in the following week and her parents wanted her to be there no matter what. She yawned hugely and then rested her head onto her soft pillow and closing her eyes, was engulfed into deep sleep.