The snow fell heavily outside the castle, covering the grounds in a thick blanket of soft snow. Being the holidays, most students could be found outside; doing some sort of activity they considered 'fun'. Of course, the term 'fun' could be defined in entirely different ways by varying people.

For instance, Lily could hardly call chucking icy balls of snow at each other having a good time. Unfortunately, she had experienced that earlier that day; an older Ravenclaw kid had found joy in bewitching snowballs to hit her as she walked the grounds. His favorite target had seemed to be her head. He would laugh and call out to her, poking fun say 'I got you, Evans!' She stomped off angrily to the Gryffindor common room. She mumbled to herself muttering how dumb the boy reacted, and kept throwing the snowballs at her. She thought it was especially unusual for a Ravenclaw student to act so idiotic.

Finally she found something to do. The young Gryffindor could be found curled up in an armchair, facing the fire in the Gryffindor common room. Her emerald eyes scanned the pages of a dusty, tattered book, propped up delicately on her knees. Acting as if the words on the page were actually being registered in her brain, although Lily didn't care one bit about it.

She tucked a strand of her long vivid red hair behind her ear. Although she had come inside to escape the lingering threat of being hit by freezing snow, she was rather bored.

James lingered into the Gryffindor common room with a stack of four books in his hands. His vision was impaired not just because he couldn't see very much over the books, but also his glasses fell to the tip of his nose. He pushed the frames over his hazel eyes. That's when James noticed Lily hiding in the corner.

She averted her eyes away from his and continued to fake read. James carelessly dropped the novels on a side table and walked over to Lily.
"I've been searching for you," he laughed as he sat down next to her, he messed up his hair. "I was going to throw a snow ball at you, but I couldn't find you," he joked. Her eyes flickered up to him, and then narrowed darkly.

"Right, well I've already had snowballs thrown at me today, so you wouldn't have been the first. Apparently, this older Ravenclaw guy thought it was funny when he hit my head, so he did that quite a bit." she replied, shaking her head slowly at the memory. She snorted a laugh, and a hesitant pause.

James laughed at Lily, "Oh well," James finally said. "Tell me, why don't you go outside for some fun, there is other stuff to do besides snowball fights, you could make snow angles, or do some sort of sport, or eve build a snowman, or something like that," James suggested.

She shrugged, "I guess I'm just paranoid about running into that kid again. I wasn't even trying to start a snowball fight; I was just walking around when it hit me. Literally" she added with a grin. "But maybe he wouldn't be out there still; it's been about an hour..." Lily trailed off.

"Come on," James said, "we can go build a pyramid even something fun to pass the time," James grabbed Lily's hand and attempted to get her out of her seat, "Lets go," he said grinning. She allowed herself to be pulled up by him, but once she was standing, she dropped his hand like a hot potato.

"Now don't get any ideas, alright James? I'm just doing this because I would otherwise be bored silly, got it?" she confirmed, looking at him dead in the eye. He nodded his head in agreement. She then set the book she had been 'reading' onto an end table next to her.

"Got it," he said while messing up his hair, "let's get a move on," He raced down stairs into the front and ran out side. Lily couldn't help racing with him. She even laughed with him as they flew onto each landing.

He found a nice spot where no one would see them and started digging into the snow, "aren't you going to help?" he laughed and asked her. She rolled her eyes dramatically, and then crouched down to help him scoop up snow. "So what exactly are we building, again?" she asked, honestly having no idea. The icy snow stung at her fingertips as she picked it up, so she paused to slip on a pair of gloves she extracted from her pocket.

"A snow-man," James replied, "muggles make them, and you being part muggle I thought you would know how, well you know, how to build a really good one," he said. "I can make a snow sphinx, but never tried creating a man," James explained. "Teach me," he said messing his hair and pulling his gloves on tighter.

She breathed a sigh, the air visible in a small cloud in front of her. "Teach you?" she repeated, looking down at their pile of snow. "Well, it doesn't exactly look like a real man. It's basically just three spheres: One large one for the base, a medium sized one for the middle, and a smaller one for the head. Then, you just put whatever you can find on it for the facial features." she shrugged.

"No hands?" he asked her.

She nodded, "No, just like a stick."

James laughed, "Let's make it more complex, shall we?" James said. He picked a stick up lying in the snow. He drew a map of what he wanted to make. It was a boy lying down staring straight into nothing.

"Great," Lily said enthusiastically.

"Wow, for once you said something to me, proudly, not sarcastic," he laughed. Lily giggled a tiny bit too.

"I thought you were going to make him more complex then the average snow boy," she joked. James took it more seriously. He then created wild hair made out of twigs, and glasses shaped perfectly of large sticks, and once built resembled James very much.
She giggled; "This looks familiar, although I can't seem to figure out what from..." she trailed off, going into a moment of thought. Maybe it'd come to her...At this point, she glanced up at him, then the snowman. "Hey wait, it's -you- James!" she finally exclaimed.

"No, you think," he laughed. "I think it's just a boy with good looks," he said, he messed up his hair. He beamed at her and Lily grinned back. "Anyway, if it is a boy, may be he should have a girl friend," James suggested. "Up for the challenged?" he asked Lily grinning.

She laughed, shrugging again, "Sure, I'm up to it," she bent down to begin making another snowperson. This technically couldn't be called a snowman since this one was to be female' she thought to herself. "Are you up to it though, James?" she had to ask, turning to smile at him.

"Of course," he said getting down on all fours to help her. He told Lily some jokes while they built the snow girl. James purposely made the details of the girl to look like Lily, "she looks familiar," he said when they were done.
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he frowned, tilting her head slightly, "You know, she kind of does." she agreed. Again, she couldn't quite put her finger on what this thing looked vaguely familiar to her, but it did. She gave a shrug of her shoulders, and then stood up, not realizing who the other snowperson was.

"I would say a person I know, I actually kind of fancy her," he grinned at Lily. She admired their work for a second before his words seemed to register in her head.

"You don't still, fancy me, do you?" she asked quite suddenly, her voice trembling, she turned her gaze quickly to him.

"Maybe," James ran his fingers in his hair. "It could be that I do, maybe its some one else though," he was hoping it was obvious though. He teased her, "Look, a green leaf," he said. He ripped two parts of the leaf out and placed them in the girl's eye holes. She sighed. Yes, it was quite obvious actually, now that Lily had come to her senses. Maybe they had been numbed that entire time by the cold? James chuckled a bit. Anyhow, Lily couldn't help herself but to laugh softly at the green eye thing. That just further proved that she was still indeed the one he fancied.

"Sorry," he apologized, "It was unexpected, just how I like it," he said. "Anyway, this other snow boy, do you think he's cute?" James asked curious. Lily smiled, closing her eyes while breathing a whisper of a laugh. She could immediately picture James's wonderful face with his shining smile. But then when she opened them again, they traveled over to the snow boy and slowly focused on him.

"Well, yes, I'd say he's cute." she finally admitted.

James laughed, "I agree, I mean I am a boy but if I were a girl," he joked. His eyes shut and opened and found himself admiring the snow girl. James then adverted his eyes from the snow Lily and stared at the real girl. He fancied her, but, did she him? He laughed, "Do you fancy him," he then asked her. She laughed in her head.

She knew what he meant about the fancying deal, but she couldn't help but reply, "Well, it's a snowman, I mean, how can I fancy it, knowing that it will melt one of these days?" She shot a grin at him.

James forced a laugh, "Yes, I suppose, but what if it was real, and around the same age as you, even in Gryffindor," James said. "Intelligent as well and always had a few tricks up his sleeve," he continued. "What about that?" he asked her. She knew it would be headed this way.

"Well, I think I'd fancy him if he existed here at Hogwarts." she simply replied, leaving it at that. "But what about you? Do you find the snow girl attractive?" she asked. It was his turn to be put on the spot.

"Yeah," James said. "I and would very much fancy her if she was real," James said. 'Now I got her,' he thought to himself. Lily had to smile. It was a bit ridiculous that they were talking like this when they were both completely aware that they were talking about each other.

"Well, good news is that they're both here at this school" she said.

"I know," James said, he looked down upon them. He crouched down and dug his hands in the damp, frozen snow, and then shed some fake tears and forced a cry. Lily looked at him curiously, before an expression of worry dawned on her face as his tears caught the rays of the sun, shining on his cheek.

"Wait, James, are you ok?" she asked, taking one step towards him. Just one. Her tone gave away that she was actually worried about him.
She actually felt a little fear.

"Yeah I'm fine," he lifted his head and threw a snowball at her leg. He laughed a little and fell back in the snow. He knew it would aggravate her, but he couldn't resist it.

"James!" she yelled angrily before toppling over at the impact of the snowball hitting her leg in just the right spot. "Damn it James, that's not funny!" she spat, casting him an angry glance. It really wasn't! She had been honestly worried about him and there he goes chucking snowballs at her, laughing his head off like a maniac most likely. She couldn't feel for him now, just a moment ago she thought that she saw the real, cute, and sexy James; now she just felt upset.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it," he apologized, he really meant it to. He went over and helped her to her feet. "So, if you at least don't fancy the snow boy, do you at least fancy me?" he asked Lily. He bit his lip quickly and then realized what he said. James felt a tiny bit embarrassed, but grinned and pretended to be glad. But continued to lend her his hand. She took his hand gratefully and stood up.

Looking at him, she hesitated, "Well, I did fancy you a moment ago, until you threw me off by pretending to be upset about who knows what." The truth was, she still did fancy him, but she was just a little ticked off from getting embarrassed by showing that she cared.

James laughed, "I apologized," he said. "Will you please fancy me?" he asked her. He got down on his knees and bowed his head. He licked his and rolled up a bigger snowball and gave it to Lily, "throw it at me." She grinned; it was a nice gesture, really. "Well...ok, I guess I can throw it at you, and I fancy you" she added, taking the snowball. She stepped back a bit, and then tossed the snowball somewhat lightly at his shoulder. "There, done" she said, stepping back closer. She laughed in her head, 'he really is that cute in real life'.

James pretended like it hit him hard and reacted to it. He rubbed his shoulder, "Ow, you have a mean arm there Lily, you could really hurt some one you know," he said to her. He was merely joking, completely faking the pain. It was obvious to her, the he was teasing her.

"Ha, ha," she replied sarcastically, giving him a light shove in the same shoulder. She then laughed. She couldn't remember having this great of a time with James before… had she ever had a good time with him before? She wasn't sure, but this was certainly nice.

"See, I'm not that bad of a guy," James joked, even got a giggle out of Lily. He pulled himself up to his feet and messed his hair up. Then he put a hand on Lily's shoulder.

She nodded, "You're right. You're not too bad," she repeated him, smiling still. "I think you must've changed since the last time I talked to you," She hardly noticed that his hand was on her shoulder, but felt the little weight.

James laughed, "I doubt it, you just normally don't look at me with a positive attitude," he said. He felt the silky robes on her back, 'she IS beautiful,' he assured himself and felt the warm smile show on his face. He continued to grin at her and grasped her a little tighter.

She began to shrug, and then stopped herself, feeling the pressure of his hand on her shoulder. "Well I never really liked you all that much before. I always, well, to be honest; I used to dislike you very much. Looking back though, I can't think of why," She smiled. She told the truth, and giggled.

James grinned at her and caught her gaze, "Yeah," he said. "I've always fancied you," he finally said. He started to mess his hair up. Lily was embarrassed for a moment, but quickly got over it. She allowed a small laugh to escape at the memory.

"Yeah, I know…" she replied before grinning as well. He was always messing with his hair, wasn't he? "Stop, it looks fine," she said, reaching up a hand to brush away his fingers from his hair.

He put his hand on hers and held it with a sturdy grip. Then James put his arm down till it reached Lily's other shoulder, he couldn't help but to lightly grasp it. A strange sensation ran through his body, and at the same time the same sensation dashed through Lily's.

Lily gave a small smile at the protection she seemed to feel now. She felt safe, like nothing could harm her because Super James was here to the rescue.

"Thank you" she said, lowering her hand to his waste. It was unusually comfortable to stay in that position. James's hazel eyes gazed into Lily's, and her green in his. They seem to dance with each other in moonlight glow, it was a magical moment.

"Why are you thanking me?" James asked.

"I, I actually don't know," Lily laughed. She reached her arm up to cover her mouth, but James grabbed her soft hand and lowered it down. She puffed air, and then felt herself wrap her arm around James. She edged her body closer and closer to his. James loved this moment and just that body touching him so dearly, it replayed in his mind over and over, and then realized the currant moment. He felt himself moving his head to reach his until their lips touched one another.