What happened in part 1

"I was going to buy you some chocolate but then I thought you that you wouldn't want to get fat so I then I saw that in a shop window and I thought you would like it cause you like pretty things like that." Sirius ended his fast explanation of the gift with the rest of us staring at him like a lunatic. Then I came to my senses.

"You think I'm fat?"

"Er."

"You DO think I'm fat! OH MY GOD! This is the worst birthday ever!"

"Well done Sirius! Now look what you've done!" James hissed. I ran out of the common room with tears rolling down my face. Then James started following me, turned back to give Sirius a look that could kill and then climbed through the portrait hole after me.

Chapter Five: Part 2

James caught up with me in the room of requirement. I had thought of it to look like my bedroom at home. On the desk in one corner were pictures, wizard and muggle ones, of me and Emma and the other girls in our dormitory, pictures of my friends from before Hogwarts that I see only in the summer, my cousins and grandparents and finally my mother and father.

I sat on the bed in the middle of the room staring at one of the pictures of my parents, my sister and myself, my only source of light being the moon outside the window above my head.

"Lily?"

I looked up at James for a moment, then back down at my photograph.

"I don't think you're fat."

"Thanks James, that's made me feel so much better," I said sarcastically.

"It should. You don't have to listen to Sirius. You know what he's like. What I think should mean more to you Lily," James said angrily. "I'm your boyfriend, not Sirius. I'm in love you."

I gasped. He said it. I had been working myself up to tell James for ten days now. But he said it first.

"I – I didn't – I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I'll go and, um," James voice trailed off. Both of us were breathing heavily from the shock of his confession. James started walking towards the door.

Just as he was closing the door on the way out I remembered myself. "I love you too," I said. The door stopped and James turned back to me.

"You love me too?"

I smiled at him, laughing out of relief. "I love you James." I brought my hand up my mouth gently, still laughing, tears in my eyes.

Slowly the corner of James' mouth curved up. "Wow," he breathed. "I was really not expecting you to say that."

"You weren't?"

"No. I thought it might scare you off or ... or something," James laughed. "I love you," He said again. "I love you, I love you, I love you!" He shouted, picking me up from the middle of the room and swinging me round in a circle.

By now I had tears streaming down my face and I was laughing. When he set me down on the floor he stared me in the eyes, wiped the tears from my face and kissed me.

James and I entered the common room the next morning holding hands. Luckily, as it was so early no one else was around.

I sighed contentedly. "I'm gonna go take a shower."

"Yeah, me too."

"See you later then?" I smiled at him.

"You bet. Love you."

"Love you too." I leaned up to give James a quick kiss, but it turned into a longer one and then before we knew it, we were falling back onto one of the comfortable sofas around the room. If Sirius hadn't cleared his throat when he did I don't know what would have happened.

"Again Padfoot?!" James said angrily.

"Sorry, but I really don't want to watch you doing that," Sirius retorted. Then he turned to me. "I'm sorry about yesterday Lily. I really don't think you're fat," he said.

I smiled at him. "That's alright Sirius. I was a bit out of order as well." I stood up and gave Sirius a hug.

"I'll tell you who is fat though," Sirius raved. "Gertrude Goyle. Have you seen how much dessert she eats every night? It's like she has everlasting stomach capacity or something." I laughed.

"Right. I'm going to take a shower now," I said.

"Emma took the rest of your birthday presents upstairs and put them on your bed whe you didn't come back."

"Thanks Sirius. See you later." Sirius went back up the stairs. "What would our lives be like without Sirius?"

"Totally boring," James replied.

"Probably. See you at breakfast?"

"Of course." This time we gave each other a short, sweet kiss and went up to our respective dorms.

I opened the door carefully, so as not to wake the three sleeping girls at such a small hour. I walked into the bathroom, grabbing my towel on the way in.

I sighed contentedly throughout my shower, feeling completely . . . complete.

I silently climbed into my warm bed ready to sleep for at least one hour and I felt the rest of my birthday packages against my feet. I opened all four. One from Peter(I was so shocked), one from my auntie, one from my grandfather, one from my parents.

The last one I opened was wrapped delicately. I pulled the paper off of a deep red leather bound book. I turned it over and saw no title but a small pressed lily. Opening the book, I saw written on the golden yellow pages in beautiful calligraphic handwriting three simple, effective words. 'I love you.'

There you go. I promised the second part to chapter five by the 12th and it's the 11th. I don't know whether to continue from here or not. I'm sure you'll all protest my ending this story but I'll wait until I have a lot of protests before I decide to stay on it. Review responses below.

Pia O'Leary: I just fell that Lily would be a self-conscious kinda girl. I think that she would always be questioning the way she comes across to other people, like in chapter 2 when she is embarrassed about everyone staring at them. Also think about the reason she didn't tell people she was with James in the first place. She doesn't like getting embarrassed (Who does?) Anyway. I look forward to reading a Lily/James fic from you soon. I will be looking out for it.

Flame Of Desire: Dam Sirius is right. I love him too and I was so sad when JK Rowling killed him. Hope you liked this chapter.