Chapter 19, I'm Going to Tell

"I'm going to tell her," James said excitedly, as the rest of the Marderer's came to sit down next to him.

"Tell who, what Prongs?" Reamus asked.

"Tell Lily that I love her, dear old Moony."

"What? Why? Prongs you're going to make me look bad, Rin'll be expecting now. You're going to start a trend!" Sirius hissed.

"So, not my problem."

"How do you plan on telling her?" Peter asked from Remus's other side.

"Simple, we're going flying, and then I think I'll tell her then. I don't know, I go with the flow, I don't plan."

"Yeah, James, but you might want to be careful. She scares very easily. If I were you, I'd probably go for it on the ground that way if she freaks, at least she's not fifty feet up in the air."

"Good point Moony, but don't worry, It'll be fine. After all, I've got the magnificent Potter charm, don't I?"

"Ahh… but you're forgetting one thing. 'The magnificent Potter charm' doesn't work around Lily."

"Like I said, I go with the flow. Besides, what's the worst that'll happen is she doesn't say it back. I gotta go. Her class will be out soon. Bye, and if I find any of you eavesdropping, well let's just say that what I did to Sirius when he stole Lily's clothes will look like nothing."

As James started walking back, Sirius got up and looked at James walking. When he was convinced that he was far enough away, he pulled out James's invisibility cloak.

"Padfoot! Where did you get that?"

"James, duh, who else Moony. Wanna come?"

"Nah, I prefer to heed James's warnings. It's your neck on the line, not mine," Remus said.

"Peter?"

"Yeah," he squeaked and hurried under the cloak.

"Bye Moony! Here we come Prongsie- Poo!" Remus heard Sirius say from under the cloak with a devious smirk in his voice.

"Wait! Fine, I'll come. But we better not be caught!" Reamus said, jumping under the cloak.

"So what are we doing? Lily asked James walking over to the broomshed.

"Going to Wisconsin for some good cheese," he answered simply.

"Really, can we get there any other way beside broomstick? I really don't like them."

"Uh, Lily, I was joking," James snickered.

"Oh… so then why are we going to the broom shed?"

"For a broom."

"Why?"

"Because we're going flying."

"But I really don't like flying James. Can't we just stay here on the nice, solid ground?" Lily begged.

"Nope."

"But-"

"Lily, do you honestly think that I would let anything happen to you? After all, I am one of the best Quidditch players this school has ever seen."

"No, but-"

"What's that?" James pointed at the end of the field. When Lily turned, James hopped on his broomstick.

"I don't see any- James!"

James had just scooped Lily onto the broom and held her tight.

"See it's not that bad is it?"

"Yes it is, could we slow down?" Lily was gripping the broom so tight that her knuckles were turning whiter than the moon.

"Yeah, sure," James pulled back on the broomstick.

"Well that's better," and Lily leaned back into James.

They were both staring at the moon overhead.

"James, you think we could land somewhere? My butt is starting to hurt."

"Yeah, I've never actually sat on a broom before, and I don't think my butt has hurt this much ever." James started flying over to one of the castles towers.

When they landed on the tower, Lily got carefully off, whereas James just jumped off and sat down.

"Ahh, that's better…," Lily heard James sigh. "Only one thing could make this better."

"What's that?" Lily asked, walking to James slowly and sitting next to him on the roof.

"This."

James picked her up and placed her on his lap and hugged her. They stayed like that for who knows how long. Staring at the stars, and pointing out constellations.

"Lily," James said after a long moment of silence.

"Hum?" she was almost asleep.

"I've been wanting to say this from this first time I meant you. Err…. I - I-"

"Yes James?"

"I love you," he said it so quietly she could barely hear him.

"I love you too," she said back. It was the first time she ever really said it and meant it. She always avoided saying that word if it wasn't referring to a friendship type of love. It was strange how easy they came, but nonetheless, liked how it sounded.

"We should be getting back."

"No, let's just stay a little longer," Lily begged.

"Sure, James said wrapping his arms around her a little tighter.