A/N: Wow, my second story… This is a bit a weird one I guess. The first part is told from Lily's & James' perspective, the second part is all dialogue, and the third part is something in between… Anyway, please Read & Review, this is my first Harry Potter story and my second story in English. Also, it's un-betaed, as I don't have one. So if anyone sees a mistake, please don't kill me, but point it out. That way I can correct myself. Thanks.
Summary: We all know that before their seventh year, Lily and James weren't what you would call friends. Quite the opposite actually. So, how did James finally convince Lily to go out with him? Or, as Sirius would put it, How did Hell freeze over?
Disclaimer: I never wrote the HP books, I don't have the initials J.K.Rowling, and I'm not even British. So do I own Harry Potter: No.
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Lily's POV
James Potter. The bane of my existence. And yet, I could really not imagine a life without him. I used to hate him, or at least thought I hated him. But he's changed. Stopped hexing everyone just for fun. Stopped being so over arrogant. Deflated his head (a bit). And stopped asking me out. All the things I hated about him. (Except ruffling his hand trough his hair, he'll probably never stop doing that.)
And still, sometimes I find myself missing the old him. Or, more precisely, missing the James that was so crazy about me. The James that loved bugging me just because he thought I looked beautiful when I was angry (he told me that on several occasions, which of course would make me even angrier). The James that would ask me out at least seven times a week although he knew I would always said no. It confused me terribly that deep inside, I found myself wanting him to ask me out one more time. And I wasn't so sure anymore that I would always say no to him.
James' OPV
Lily Evans. The most infuriating girl I've ever known. And the one girl I couldn't forget about. Ever since I first really saw her, at the beginning of our fifth year. She enthralled me then and so I asked her out. She just absent-minded looked at me and said 'No'. I was stunned. No one had ever turned me down before. I was James Potter, no one turned me down. Except for Lily Evans. Who turned out to be the one that would always do precisely that. Because that first time wasn't the last time I asked her. In fact, I lost count (I believe I was at number 135 when I gave up). And every single time, she came up with a new and improved way to 'deflate my big-head', as she put it. I laughed about it, but inside it tore me apart to see that she hated me so much. But I kept trying, couldn't bring myself to stop, for she was so beautiful (especially when she would get angry, then her eyes would flame to match her hair). Until one time she just burst into tears and broke down instead of yelling to me. Then I called it to a halt. For seeing her hurt was even worse then getting hurt by her. And still, although it has been for over six months, I still can't stop thinking about her.
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'Lily?'
'Hmm, what do you want James?'
'Could I ask you something?'
'I guess so.'
'Would you… Wait a minute, did you just said 'James' to me?'
'Yes I did, why?'
'…'
'Well?'
'Sorry, I was just stunned for a moment.'
'Because of what?'
'Well, first, you called me 'James'. And second, you admitted it. That never happened before. Not that I'm complaining or anything, but I thought you hated me to much to ever call me by my first name.'
' I don't hate you.'
'…'
'What's it this time?'
'This day just keeps getting weirder. Are you sure this isn't a dream? Because I would swear you just said you didn't hate me'.
'I'm positive this isn't a dream James. And why is it so weird that I don't hate you.'
'Well, after you proclaiming that I was a 'bullying, big-headed git' at least once a day, I thought it was a pretty obvious conclusion.'
'I stopped saying that didn't I? I used to hate you, but I don't anymore'.
'…'
'What the hell are you doing now?'
'Oh, sorry. Just performing a little happy-dance.'
'May I ask why?'
'Because you don't hate me of course! You've just given me new hope!'
'New hope on what?'
'Would you go out with me? Oh, and before you start yelling again, let me explain. I really like you, as you probably know already. If you would only give me one chance, I'd leave you alone if it didn't work out. And as you now don't hate me any more it couldn't be to bad, right?.'
'Well, here I was hoping you'd never do that again.'
'…Oh, I take that as a 'no' then. Shall I start running already?'
'I never said no. I'll give it a try. But only if you promise to leave me alone after that!'
'…'
'James? James? Potter? Oh great, he just fainted. Now I not only have to go out with him, I also have to bring him to the Infirmary. What have I just gotten myself into…'
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'Padfoot!' James yelled. 'Padfoot!'
'What's gotten you all wound up?' Sirius asked him curious. James had been in a bit of a bad mood lately. Anything that would make him all jumpy like this just had to be good.'
'Lily said yes!' James said happily.
'Yes to what Prongs, your not making sense.' Siruis replied confused. The only thing he could possibly imagine that had to do with Lily and would make his best friend happy was just impossible. He and Remus had decided years ago that the day Lily would agree to go out with James would be the day Hell froze over. And that just wasn't possible.
'What do you think Padfood? She said she would go out with me!'
Or maybe it was. Sirius just stared at James, to stunned to say anything.
'Right' James said, 'That was exactly my reaction. Only I fainted to and Lily had to bring me to the Infirmacy. But that doesn't matter, Lily Evans is going out with me! Wait a minute, Padfoot! Padfoot, where are you going?'
Sirius had sprinted up to the dormitory. He just had to tell this to Remus. He wouldn't believe his ears. In fact, Sirius could hardly believe it himself. But he knew James wouldn't joke about this. It was way to important for him. Remus was on his bad reading a book when Sirius stormed in.
'What's up Padfoot?' he asked.
'Believe it or not,' said Sirius, 'But James is being really happy and it's al thanks to the lovely Lily Evans.
Remus (immediately understanding what Sirius was talking about, as he had had many years to practice that) first stared for a couple of seconds, completely in shock, and then ran down to congratulate James. After all, it wasn't every day Hell froze over.