Winning Miss Lily Evans Over

By: neen

Author's note: The sequel to Ways to Ask Out Miss Lily Evans is finally here!…what do you think?

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If you have not read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans, please do so, because I will refer to some of the events that happened in there in this sequel! Once again, this is the SEQUEL! Please go read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans if you have not already!

Chapter Four: Flying Lessons Part Two

Lily replayed last night's event in her head. She was so stupid to have gone to the flying lesson anyway. The only good thing was that James didn't try a move on her like she thought he would. So why in Merlin's beard was she back at another flying lesson at night? Why? After all that had happened yesterday and her vow, 'Never again…'

Maybe something good might come out of this, she said, trying hard to convince herself.

'What good?' Another voice had popped out.

Lily sighed, attributing her crazy decision it to her growing silliness. James had rubbed off on her. Somehow.

"Evening, Evans! Ready for another lesson?" James beamed, coming up from behind her, carrying two brooms.

"This is ridiculous. I don't know why I'm even here. I could be studying—reading—sleeping," Lily said bitterly and then eyed the two brooms. "And where'd you get two brooms?"

"Nicked it. This one is Sirius's. I had to tear it away. He kept snogging it, so it's a bit slobbery. I imagine he practices his snogging by using this. Here, take mine," James said casually, handing Lily his broom. He rubbed Sirius's broom with his robe sleeve, giving a slightly disgusted look, as if he was used to worse things.

Lily smiled.

The broom quivered slightly in Lily's gentle grasp. She held on tighter, in case the broom decided it wanted to fly away from her.

"Okay, mount," James instructed and Lily barely managed to stay on.

"Steady?" James asked, shooting a quick glance at Lily.

Lily swallowed and nodded. "I think so."

"Good. Kick-off, just a gentle one," James said and kick-offed into the air with ease. He swiveled his broom around to check what Lily was doing.

Lily's foot gently touched the ground and the broom elevated slightly. Her face looked crestfallen. "Oh, it's just not coming up!"

"Kick a bit harder," James advised.

Lily kicked harder. So hard in fact, that she bolted straight towards a tree. The Whomping Willow, to be exact.

James nearly had a heart attack as he raced, trying to catch up with Lily before she got caught in the Whomping Willow.

Lily, in her panic, had edged towards the end of the broomstick.

"Watch out!"

Too late. Lily had slid to the very back when she tilted the broom straight up. She got bucked off.

James zoomed down under Lily and caught her. The broom Lily had been riding on was shooting towards the moon. It did not come back.

James lowered them back to the ground with Lily in his arms from catching her fall. She was too terrified to do anything and stayed like that, paralyzed.

"Are you alright?" James asked worriedly.

Lily finally nodded. "Yes."

"Blimey. We always seem to get in some crazy situation each time we have a flying lesson, don't we?" James asked, chuckling lightly now that his heart rate was slowly going back to normal.

"Disaster lessons sound more like it," Lily said sourly, resuming her normal self, and jumped out of James's grasp onto the soft ground.

James laughed as he saw Lily bend down and pat the grass. "You're something special, Lily."

Lily ignored his comment and stood up. She looked slightly flustered. "I don't think we should have any more flying lessons."

James just shrugged. "All right."

Lily frowned slightly before hesitating. "Well, good bye, Potter."

"G'night, Lily."

o.O.o.O.o

Lily felt an odd, tingling sensation as she thought of James. She wrapped her arms around herself, rocking silently in her bed. It was nearly midnight but she just could not go to sleep.

She opened up a window situated next to her bed and felt a cool breeze swirl in. Lily glanced upwards and saw the beautiful moonlight.

She then noticed something odd sticking straight up in a large tree.

It was James's broom that she had lost. She almost laughed and then immediately felt guilty.

She sighed, wondering how she was ever going to get it down and return it to him.

Finally, she promised herself that she'll get it down somehow, even if it meant that she would need to fly on a broom to get there. She vowed not to owe James Potter anything.

o.O.o.O.o

"Anyways, I highly doubt that James will like Lily for long after this!" Arielle finished dramatically and then quickly placed on a phony smile as soon as Lily walked into the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Good morning, Lily!" Arielle beamed widely and scooped some eggs onto Lily's plate.

"Oh, hi, Arielle," Lily took the plate from Arielle's hands and smiled. "I do have hands, thanks."

Arielle's smile looked extremely strained. "I was merely trying to be helpful, Lily."

"There's no need," Lily said briskly and sat down at another table with Jacqueline.

"Hi, Lily," James greeted as he sat down next to her, closely followed by Remus and Sirius. Peter was absent again.

Lily scooted over but did not say anything. James purposely sat next to Lily.

Jacqueline smiled. "Hi."

"You best be careful, dear. Sometimes those eggs can make you get hives, you know," Sirius said very solemnly, looking at Jacqueline. "Nasty food item."

Jacqueline grinned. "You're joking, of course."

Sirius kept a straight face. "No, not really."

Lily snorted. "Nonsense. Honestly." Lily placed a forkful of eggs in her mouth, chewed, and swallowed. "Am I developing hives at the moment?"

No one spoke.

"What? What's the matter? I don't seriously have hives, do I?" Lily was now looking panicked.

"Who gave you those eggs?" James's voice was full of fury.

"Arielle. Why? She didn't--?" Lily asked, looking horrified.

James nodded grimly. "The evil twit."

Sirius looked pale and said weakly, "I was only joking…really."

"It's not your fault. I'm fine anyways, really," Lily assured him. "I still have some of that ointment Madam Pomfrey gave me. I just can't believe it was really her all this time."

"You trust people too much, Lily," James said softly.

"I do not! I don't trust—oh, never mind," Lily quickly said, thankful she did not say 'I don't trust you'.

"I'll be right back," Lily said, hurrying to the girls' dormitory. Jacqueline stood up as well and left with Lily.

"She still doesn't trust me, does she?" James asked quietly.

Remus sighed. "Well, there was that whole episode last year when you tried to ask her out each and every single way…"

"And that you were an arrogant and pain in the arse," Sirius added eagerly, now that they were launched in a James-bashing conversation.

"All right, I get it. No need to get so into it," James growled, looking grumpy.

"At least she didn't run away from you when you sat down next to her today," Remus pointed out, trying to lighten James's mood.

James brightened. "Yeah, that's right! I'm making progress, aren't I?"

Remus nodded. "Somewhat."

The nod was all James needed. "Okay. I'm asking her out again."

"You what?" Sirius asked, his mouth open.

James repeated his words, saying them slower. "I'm asking her out again."

"Have you ever thought of becoming friends with her, Prongs?" Remus asked.

"No," was James's quick reply.

"Maybe you should," Sirius said, rolling his eyes.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"So."

"So."

"How do I?"

Remus and Sirius groaned loudly.

"What?" James asked, impatient. "I was just asking."

"You don't know how to make ickle friends, little sweet Prongsie?" Sirius asked mockingly.

James shrugged. "Well, you two just kind of came at me. We are friends, aren't we?"

Remus sighed again. "Yes, we are your friends, Prongs. Really, all these years…you must know the meaning of 'friends'."

"Oh. Just checking," James said hastily. "But it's kind of different with Lily—she's a girl."

"We know that already. You wouldn't be avidly chasing after a guy, would you, Prongs?" Sirius asked sardonically, biting into a buttered biscuit.

"You never know," James grinned broadly.

There was a small clatter as Sirius's knife that he had used to butter the biscuit hit the plate.

"So you do have a crush on me. Wild! I knew it, all these years…my charm must have gotten to you," Sirius said, a torn expression on his face. He looked slightly amused yet disgusted at the same time.

James snorted loudly. "No, I'm a heterosexual, thanks. Although I've been worrying about you lately, dear Paddy."

Sirius frowned. "Why?"

"I haven't seen you around snogging any girls in the Common Room."

Sirius grinned. "Oh, I have girls, all right. I just don't tend to display public signs of affection now."

James looked confused before Remus cut in, "Meaning he snogs them senseless in the empty cupboard on the third hall. I asked him about it and you know what he says? He says it's roomier there."

"Ah. And how did you know that piece of information, Moony?" James asked slyly.

Remus looked slightly embarrassed.

Sirius filled in for him. "He was walking around with a girl. Jacqueline, to be in fact." Sirius cast him a sour look. "Can't believe he got such a pretty girl. Can't believe he opened the cupboard door—probably was going to have a snogging session with her…"

James grinned. "All my friends, growing right up. Such a great thing…I'm just tearing up."

"Sod off, Prongs," both said at the same time.

James just kept grinning.

Author's Note:

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