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Chapter 6

James led Lily to the Shrieking Shack and once inside he was greeted by a gentle gasp which escaped from Lily's perfect rosebud lips. No sound in the world could compare to the pureness of her gasp. Or so James thought. He led her to the table, pulled the seat out for her, and helped push it back in before sitting himself.

"My, what a gentleman you are Mr. Potter," she said in her delicate British accent. He nodded his head in a bow.

"Why thank you, Ms. Evans. I do try to be a gentleman," James replied.

"You don't act this way at school," she pointed out. James ears became to become inflamed with embarssement.

"I just recently learned how to be a gentleman," he answered.

"Hestia Jones taught you, didn't she?" James looked down at his hands and swallowed hard.

"Erm... Yes she did."

"She did a fine job teaching you, but she's beaten the scoundrel right out of you," Lily said softly. James eyes shot up. Scoundrel? Had she just said that?

"Do you like it when I'm a scoundrel?" He asked her mischieveiously. She laughed and rolled her perfect emerald green eyes.

"No James. Not particularly. That's what makes you such a pompus jerk all the time," she paused seeing the hurt in his eyes, "I think you could be a scoundrel without having to be so mean about it." James licked his lips nervously.

"I don't mean to be mean," he muttered.

"Why do you hate Severus so?" She asked him promptly.

"What does it matter?" James shot back defensively. Lily jumped at his abruptness. Her hand found her heart.

"I wasn't meaning to be impolite, but you are always torturing that poor boy and he does nothing back to you. What in the world could he have done that would cause you to torture him so?" James shot out of his chair and walked away from the table.

"It's personal," he growled.

"So personal that you can't tell me?"

"Yes."

"Why, you tell Sirius and Remus and Peter all those things. Even my own friends know why you hate him. Am I not a friend, am I not the person that you so claim to love? Why are they more priveleaged then I?" Lily questioned, rising to her feet.

"Because what happened involves you."

"Involves me? Why, Severus has done nothing to me. He has always been so..." James spun around.

"He said that he would kill you if he got the chance! That all you are to him is a dirty Mudblood that shouldn't be allowed in Hogwarts. He said that you and your filthy friends would be the first to die, whatever that means! I hate him because he wants to kill the one thing that I love!" James spat out. Lily's face turned pale and she slid back down into her seat.

"Kill me?" She whispered, her hand clasped around her throat. James covered the distance quickly, instantly at her side.

"That's why I hate him because I love you," he said, running his hand down her arm.

"Well then I guess you are forgiven for hating Severus," Lily stated. James chuckled.

"Are we done talking about such horrid things? Can we eat this wonderful dinner that I have here for us?" James asked, giving her puppy dog eyes. Lily smiled and nodded, trying very hard not to be afraid. James arms engulfed her.

"As long as I live, nothing bad will happen to you, Lily. That I promise. Even if you never marry me, I will still protect you with my life. I would rather die then see you dead. That I promise to you." His eyes darted to look into both of hers, his hand rested on top of hers in reassurance.

"You would still protect me if I was someone else's wife?" James' hand reached up to stroke her cheek.

"Yes. You mean everything to me. Without you, I'm nothing. I know that. I have known that. I just have a bad way of showing it."

"Until now."

"Yes until now."

They just sat there, looking at each other when Lily broke the silence by giggling.

"What?" James asked her in confusion. Lily smiled and put her hand upon his cheek.

"How the hell did a prat like you ever get me to fall in love with you?" She asked softly.

"You're in love with me?" James asked in surprise.

"Yes, have been since that day down by the lake. But... I didn't want to be."

"Why?"

"Because you were my sworn enemy, James Potter!"

"I'm not so bad."

"Yes you are." James shrugged.

"Well maybe I am. But you like it."

"Yes, unpon occassion I do."

"Lily, would you be my girlfriend. I swear that I won't try anything with you. I just want a chance to prove to you that I could be faithful, be kind, be gentle, be caring, be yours forever. Please?" Lily smiled and rested her forehead against his.

"Yes I would love to be your girlfriend. I can't believe I just said those words."

"I can," James said with a smile, "Can I kiss you?" Lily smiled shyly before nodding. James pressed his lips to hers slowly, feeling the explosions of true love rocket through his body. He snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him, wanting to be as close to her as possible. Lily's hands snaked up into his hair as his tongue pressed lightly upon her lips as in request to go further. Lily complied with James' soft request and recieving her very first french kiss by the one man she had always sworn to hate.

"And do you, Lily Evans, take James Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward as long as you both shall live?" The minister asked her. Lily looked over and saw James, his brown eyes shining underneath his glasses. He was wearing the most handsome smile she had ever seen. His tux was the perfect shade of black. Her own dress was elegant and perfect, fitting her like a glove. Her eyes connected with his, her heart raced within her chest.

"I do," she said softly, never looking back at the minister. James smiled brightly. Tears stung at her eyes.

"Then with the power invested in me by the Ministry of Magic, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride." James pulled her veil off of her face and kissed her purely, simply, allowing all his love to show through this one kiss. When they broke apart, Lily was gasping for breath. The crowd cheered and they walked down the isle.

James pulled her aside, out of sight of the crowd.

"I can't believe it," She said softly, as tears still yet stung her eyes. A smile broke even wider over James' mouth.

"Is it so bad as you believed?" He asked, bringing her into his arms. Lily laughed and shook her head.

"No, it's worse," she teased. He smiled and kissed her passionately.

They broke away and Lily gasped for breath. She knew what she had seen was the future, it wasn't something that she had hoped for, but real honest to goodness future. He was her one and only and she had finally allowed him into her heart.

"I love you, Lily," James whispered against her lips.

"I love you too, James Potter," she whispered back.