Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the other characters that are in the Harry Potter books. J. K. Rowling does, like everyone already knows.

Author's Note: Thanks to LeslieGlady, sblomie, padfootandprongs4ever, PammaPotter, Kristanna, Black's Gurl, pale pink roses, mereschino, KLLRS, tears unseen, lizziee, ozzie4, Jessie xxx, kelliethehottie, Obbsesive, Serena, Oorjit, and kelala for reviewing the old version of Love Affair!

Thanks to Fairy-GYAKUTENNO-MEGAMI, i-LuV-cHaRmEd18, drumer girl, julies07, evahyoung, Liljean15690, wh00t, babi-gurl8907, asiangirl668, PFLuver, Juicilyn, thesweetestlittlejazzkiller, xxquidditchjunkiexx, babi-gurl-chels, bratski, AmongTheStars, Miss Myrtle360, Rose Angelz, BlueJeanmistress, piratequeen24, sugur-huny-bun, Sue, and xxxMs.Mexxx for reviewing chapter 23! You guys are seriously the best people out there! I love hearing your feedback so much! Thanks again!

asiangirl668 You'll have to wait and find out who chooses who! I've got it all planned out! Actually, I've had it all planned out since James didn't come to the bakery, and I'm been dieing to post it!

BlueJeanmistress: Don't be sorry for asking questions, I love answering them! As for your first question, I'm afraid I can't answer that! I wish I could though! That scene will definitely be in the sequel though, so you'll find out sooner or later, I promise. Also, you've got a terrific memory for remembering that! As for your second question, I really wasn't happy with it. Looking back at the first few chapters I realized just how awful my writing was back then. I really wanted that changed. Also, it was just getting so off track from the affair, and it is called Love Affair for a reason. I really wanted to make it a sequel instead, wish I'd known that before! And at the point I was at, there wasn't a right spot for a sequel. In the long run, all of those chapters added up to something greater. But I promise you, this one will certainly not be deleted! And I'll have the other chapters that were here before in the sequel. And it doesn't keep me from updating either, well, maybe only ten minutes while I think of what to write. So, if you have any other question, I would be glad to answer them!

sugur-huny-bun I'd say probably ten more chapters, maximum! But then I'll definitely write a sequel that continues on with the lives of Lily, James, and the gang!

"Believe it or not, but for some fucked up reason she actually really liked you." Carina's words echoed through his mind every day since he saw her on Tuesday, and today was Friday.

James couldn't shake the feeling out of his mind that he broke her heart. He, James Potter, had left Lily a mess twice now. Well, actually, the first time it was Lily who called off their relationship, but she was still a mess afterwards. This time though, it was his fault that she was like this. It was his fault that she crying her eyes out, it was all his fault.

He couldn't help but wonder what may have happened if he did show up to the bakery that afternoon. How would his life be different, how would Lily's life be different?

"Morning," Lily's sweet voice said.

He knew it was her speaking, even though he couldn't see her yet. His eyes were still shut, but he was stretching out, showing obvious signs that he was indeed awake.

"I made pancakes," Lily said, trying to bribe him to get out of bed.

James took a deep breath in, inhaling the two best scents in the entire world: pancakes and Lily. He loved Lily's scent; it was hers, no one else's. James guessed that it was some sort of muggle perfume, one that smelt like freshness.

"Come on, get up," Lily said, sitting down next to him on the bed.

James then reached out and grabbed her around the waist, his eyes opening up just in time to see her shriek and fall over on top of him.

"James, let go," she whined.

"Not until I get my morning kiss," he replied.

She turned her head to face him, smiling her perfect smile and looking gorgeous. She didn't have any make-up on yet, but James loved her face just that way. It wasn't smothered with fakeness, like the stuff that Emmy wore, but it showed Lily's true self, her beautiful self. Not that Lily's make-up did take away from her beauty, she wore natural tones, just to enhance.

She leaned forward and popped a gentle kiss on his lips, making him grin beneath her touch. He loved this. He loved waking up too Lily's smile and kisses.

"Happy now?" she playfully asked.

"Almost," he told her before pulling her down for another round of kisses.

He felt her giggle beneath his lips as he kissed her. They weren't rough kisses, but sweet, gentle kisses instead. They were perfect morning kisses, the type that would make your morning ten times better than without them.

James pulled away and then said, "Alright, I'm ready now."

Lily could only laugh as a response.

James smiled as he escaped from his fantasy. It was a perfect daydream. And everything in it seemed so real too, making it ten times better than it actually was.

His smiled immediately dropped to a frown though. He wasn't supposed to have these thoughts, not about Lily anyway. He wasn't supposed to fantasize about the way she moved about so gracefully, or the wonderful smell that was created whenever she walked into a room. He was supposed to dream about her sweet, perfect kiss, or about how her smile could make his day. No, he wasn't supposed to think of any of that.

So why was he? Why couldn't he get Lily Evans out of his mind?

Sure, she liked him, he knew that. Carina told him flat out a few days ago, but could that be why? Yes, he decided that was exactly why. That was exactly why he couldn't get Lily out of his mind. He just kept on thinking about how sad she must be.

But if that was it, then why didn't he ever dream up how sad she was? Why were his dreams always about the two of them, happy together?

He needed this all to go away, he needed to get Lily out of his mind.

He tried everything to do so, but nothing worked. First he tried working on the left over paperwork that he brought back form work that afternoon, hoping to get ahead in work over the weekend. But that didn't work. Every time he tried to fill out a report his mind went back to Lily.

His mind easily went back to how perfect she was; her silky smooth skin, her flawless smile, her soothing voice, her adorable laugh, and her eyes that could lock onto his with ease. Everything about her was amazing.

Then he went and got his broom and a quaffle. He went out to an old Quidditch Pitch, a very old one. It was never used anymore; it was much smaller than the normal sized ones too. But James found it to be a perfect place to fly around and throw the ball around.

Even here though, the spot that he usually went to when he needed to clear his mind, didn't work. Still, his mind went back to Lily. This time remembering past times together, back at Hogwarts. He remembered their first trip together at Hogsmeade. She didn't make him go to that ridiculous tea shop that opened up, like all his other dates had forced him to go to. Instead they went to a bunch of fun stores, even Zonko's. She was great.

Nothing would work for James, absolutely nothing. He didn't know what to do. If flying didn't work, what would?

Nothing, the answer was nothing, or at least that's what James concluded. Nothing could get his mind off of Lily Evans. And on the rare chance that he wasn't thinking of her, he saw something that reminded him of Lily.

Take yesterday, for example, James wasn't thinking of her at all. But then he started to read the Daily Profit, he read it late that day, once he got home from work. And on the second page there was a picture of a woman with deep, red hair. Hair that looked remarkably like Lily's. After seeing the picture, he couldn't get his mind off of Lily.

Just then he heard the doorbell ring. This would take his mind off of Lily, he was sure of it. Anyone coming to visit would occupy his thoughts.

When James opened the door he saw Remus standing on the other side.

"Remus, come on in," James said. Yes, Remus would definitely take his mind off of Lily.

"Hey, James," Remus replied, "How's life treating you?"

"Great," James answered, although he was dieing to say that it wasn't perfect, that Lily Evans was haunting his mind.

"Good, well I just came by to see how things are," Remus began, "Are you still with Emmy? Or did you actually follow my suggestion?"

James inwardly grumbled, Remus was not here to take his mind off of Lily. He was here to talk about Lily. How was he supposed to get her out of his mind with Remus wanting to discuss her?

"I'm still with Emmy, and perfectly happy with my decision," James answered.

"Okay," Remus said, sighing as he spoke.

"Okay," James said as well.

"You know, I saw her yesterday," Remus said.

"Lily?"

"Yeah, Lily," Remus replied.

"Where?"

"At the grocery store, she was picking up a few things," he responded.

"Did you talk to her?" James asked, anxious to hear more.

"No, I was with Elisa," Remus said.

"So you couldn't say hi when you were with your girlfriend?" he asked.

"No, it's just that we were talking to Elisa's boss, who we also ran into," Remus explained.

"Oh, okay," James said, and then after a few moments asked, "How'd she look?"

Almost immediately Remus replied, "She looked good."

James's heart sunk a bit. Lily looked good. He was slightly disappointed. He secretly wanted her to be a bit of a wreck, after all, she was practically dumped!

"Really gorgeous," Remus added, making Lily sound like a goddess. In reality though, when he saw Lily at the store, she was wearing sweatpants, a t-shirt, flip-flops, and her hair was back in some sort of messy concoction. True, even then she was a very attractive woman, but not nearly as dolled up as Remus was making it sound to be.

But Remus was determined to get James away from Emmy and back to Lily. She was right for him, he knew it. He knew that somehow, Lily was good for James. Remus didn't know why he felt this way, but call it animal instinct; he just knew that James and Lily were meant to be.

"Really?" James asked.

"Yeah, I got to say, if I weren't dating Elisa, I probably would have tried to ask her out or something," Remus said. Once again, a total lie. It wasn't as though he didn't find Lily attractive, he did, but he would never consider picking up some girl at a grocery store, it just wasn't his style.

"Are you serious?" James asked, he was somewhat alarmed.

"Yeah," Remus replied, and then said, "But that doesn't affect you, right? I mean, you said yourself, you and Emmy are very happy together."

"Um, yeah," James said, "It doesn't affect me. Why should it?"

"I'm not saying it should," Remus replied, "Anyway, I've got to go. See you later, James."

"Bye," he replied as he watched Remus leave his apartment.

James couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Lily was out and looking great, not the absolute wreck that he thought she'd be. Not the absolute wreck that Carina had said she was.

Then another thought entered his mind, was Carina lying to him? Did she lie about the entire situation just to make him feel bad?

Either way, James was mad. It wasn't right that Lily was out and enjoying herself this early. It just wasn't right, or fair. She was supposed to be a wreck, she was supposed to be crying her eyes out over him.

She was supposed to be thinking about him just as much as he was thinking about her. And from what Remus described, that certainly wasn't the situation. She was on with her life, and James, well, as much as he pretended he was, he actually wasn't.

James knew what he had to do, it was simple. It was the one way to get his mind off of Lily and show that he was having a good time too. He was going to take Emmy out. They hadn't actually gone out for a while, so now seemed like the perfect time.

He quickly scribbled a note down to Emmy and sent it off at once. He got his reply an hour later, saying she'd love to go out.

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At eight o'clock sharp he apparated over to Emmy's apartment and picked her up for their night out. James stared at her once he saw her. She had on a short, red dress. It looked electrifying. It was strapless, and hugged every curve on her body. It probably reached to about half way down her thighs, and James instantly knew why he dated her.

"Ready?" he asked.

"I can't wait," she answered.

At once they apparated over to the best salsa dance club in all of Wizard England, Lolicia's.

"Oh, James, this is my absolute favorite place in the entire world!" Emmy shrieked as she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the club.

James only smiled at her, but in the back of his head a small voice was coming out, reminding him of his last time here. He remembered it vividly, seeing Lily from across the dance floor. She was dancing with some blonde haired guy, and he quickly put an end to that, cutting him out of the picture and dancing with her himself.

He could still feel the touch of her hand on his shoulder, her other hand in his. He could vividly remember his hands on her waist, taking in her every move. He remembered her mini skirt, the one that rode up quite a bit, the tank top that exposed just enough to keep the mind guessing.

It was a great memory, one that at the time he never wanted to let go of. One that he used to want to keep forever.

Now though, he wanted it gone. He wanted every amazing moment he shared with Lily gone, and he wanted to replace it with memories of Emmy. And he was determined to do just that.

They headed toward the bar first, and James ordered them both a drink to start the evening. James stared at Emmy as she finished her drink and slammed it onto the bar counter, she gave James a look that said "stop drinking and get your ass out here."

He complied to her look at once and followed her out to the dance floor. She turned to face him and he watched as her hips moved to beat of the song. She had a look on her face that showed she was having a blast here, and James was glad to see that.

Then the song changed, and James recognized it at once. It was the first song that he and Lily danced to when they were here.

He held one of Emmy's hands in his own and the other he placed on her fast moving hip. He wanted to pay attention to pleased expression on her face, the sexy dress she wore, and just being here with her, but he couldn't.

He could remember Lily perfectly though. He could easily picture the devilish look in her brilliant eyes, edging him closer, but also turning him away. It was a teasing matter between them both, knowing that Lily wanted him just as bad as he wanted her.

"Come on Jamie," Emmy whispered into his ear as she ran her fingers up and down his forearm.

He danced with Emmy some more, but his mind still drifted back to Lily. He remembered the kiss they shared. It was tiny, miniscule, but felt like fireworks exploded right there. It was a miracle that they didn't leave right then and there for his apartment, but they somehow controlled themselves.

He remembered the electricity between them was incredible. It was as if her body fit perfectly with his. He remembered being enticed by her every move, her every look. It was as if she had a spell upon him, one that her devious eyes could only control.

"James," Emmy hissed.

"What?" he asked, coming back to reality.

"Are you okay? You keep on spacing off, the song's changed, you can't go at the same tempo," she informed him.

"Sorry," he told her, and then said, "Emmy, I'm going to get another drink, you want one?"

"James, we didn't come here to drink, we came to dance," she whined.

"Emmy," he said, giving her a look that said "cut it out or else."

"Fine," she grudgingly said, following him over to the bar.

He ordered another drink for himself, but couldn't bring himself to drink it. He looked out at the crowd instead, still imagining him and Lily out there together, still fantasizing about their dance together.

"Emmy," he finally said, "I think we should leave."

"What?" she asked.

James couldn't tell her that being here was too intense for him, that it reminded him of Lily too much to concentrate on anything else. So, instead he said, "I think we could have a better time at my apartment."

"James, do you think of anything besides sex?"

"It's just that I remembered that I hate salsa dancing," he lied.

She let out a very long sigh, but then said, "Fine, James, fine. I'll just get someone else to come with me another time."

"Sorry," he told her.

"Whatever, let's just go back to your place. It's only nine, so we can do something there," she said while looking up at the clock on the wall inside the bar area.

"Thanks," he said before the two of them apparated back to James's apartment.

Author's Note 2: Okay, I hope you all liked the chapter, especially since this is the fourth rendition that I wrote of it! I'm dead serious, I wrote three other versions of this chapter, all very different, and all about this length. But I wasn't happy with any of then until now! Also, I promise that Lily and James will get together soon, so don't worry! Anyways, I'd love to hear your feedback, so please remember to review!