a/n: Just saying, because some people were confused about what Lily and James talked about that night, I have decided to write the end of their conversation, say about the last five minutes or so. The first couple of hours of the conversation consisted in them talking about their families and friends and stuff like that.

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James burst into laughter. "I - can't believe - you - liked - Moony!" he said between fits of giggles.

Lily glared at him. "It's not funny, James! At least I never liked a teacher, though."

James straightened up. "Hey, she was only seven years older than me. Thank god she was a substitute, though. But can you really blame me? I'm a guy!"

Lily rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath.

"What was that?" James was quick off the mark.

"Nothing."

"No, I want to hear."

"It was nothing, James."

Unfortunately, Lily had confessed to James in their conversation that she was incredibly ticklish. Being a marauder, James was not about to let this opportunity pass.

And trust me, she was tickled to within an inch of her life.

"Tell me what you said, Lilykins!" James said, "And I will stop!"

"Never!" Lily squealed. She was kicking, twisting and squirming so much that it was hard for James to keep a hold of her. But all those years of Quidditch had paid off. Lily's escape attempts were all in vain.

Suddenly, with a loud *THUMP* they fell off the couch. Lily landed ontop of James. Both lay still.

If ever there was a right moment, this is it. Thought James.

God, he's handsome. Thought Lily.

She leaned in to kiss him, but to her surprise, he turned away.

Lily was stunned. James had asked her out in nearly every conversation they had ever had. His feelings for her were famous. So why did he turn away? James was a ladies' man. He never shied away from an opportunity to score. So why?

James sat up and rolled Lily off him. "I'm sorry, I just - never mind." He got up and walked over to his bedroom door. Turning the handle, he looked back at her. There was a look in his eyes that she just couldn't place. "Goodnight, Lily. Sweet dreams."

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Lily watched the door shut behind him. Her mouth was slightly hanging open. James had just turned her down. Why? There was not one logical reason that she could think of why he would walk away from a situation with any girl like that, let alone her. Was there something wrong with her? No, he had told her just an hour ago that there was no-one else in the world more perfect than her. Was he scared? No, James was never scared. Was he gay? No. Definitely not. Then why? Lily stood up and sat back down on the couch, but it just didn't feel warm any more. She missed James being with her.

Lily cried herself to sleep in front of the fireplace, thinking about how she' had been so harsh to the love of her life for so long that she had eventually just pushed him away.

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a/n: I am sorry this is just a short chapter, but I will make the next one really long. I just needed to finish this chapter here, because it was a good place to finish it.

The next chapter will be posted tonight or tomorrow morning. Don't worry, we all know Lily and James end up together anyway, otherwise there would be no Harry Potter at all.

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