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A/N: The official end. I can't believe how long it's taken me, but ah well…
Seeking You
Epilogue
Lily sometimes wondered if it was possible for lips to fall off from smiling too much. If it was, she was in some serious trouble. She snuggled closer to James as they walked down a corridor, burying her head in his shoulder in attempt to hide the grin that screamed of her happiness. In response, James kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arm more tightly around her in a blatant show of possession.
They were on their way to the Great Hall for the Leaving Feast, but they had gotten a little…distracted, along the way, when they passed by a deserted broom closet that seemed to be calling their names. James covered her in kisses within the confines of the dark cupboard as the rest of the school stormed to the Great Hall in anticipation of the end of school festivities. As a result, they were now the only students left in the deserted halls of Hogwarts, and they were in no rush to remedy that situation. Hence the danger of her lips falling off.
James was currently leading her down a dark, deserted hallway, and his large hand intertwined with her smaller one. When her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she realized they were now in a corridor that held a dear place in her heart. As the pair approached the statue of Gregory the Smarmy, James pulled her behind it and pinned her to the cold, stone wall. He had one hand above her head, and the other was twisting a lock of her long crimson hair. Lily shivered , but her shivers had nothing to do with the temperature of the wall…
"James don't!" Lily said playfully, wrapping her arms around his well-muscled shoulders. "We'll be late for the feast and…"
Lily wasn't able to finish her however, as James' perfectly shaped lips swooped down and captured her own. A soft moan escaped her lips as James deepened the kiss and—
"James, stop!" Lily ripped her lips from his and covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide with shock.
"What's the matter?" James asked, clearly put off by her demand.
"It's my vision! We just lived my vision…"
"That day in Divination you really did have a vision, then?"
"Yes. I thought it was a load of dragon dung, but here we are…That vision is why I told you to meet me at this statue, you know, the day we…"
"Declared our love for each other?"
"You…you…love me, James?"
"'Course I do," James said, caressing Lily's soft cheek. "Why do you think I held out so long for you?"
"Honestly, I just thought you were a bit dim…"
"Oh,Thanks…"
"But I'm glad that you did."
"Yeah? 'Cuz honestly, I was thinking you were a bit dim since it took you so long to realize you were madly in love with me."
"Oh, I'm in love with you, am I?"
"Well, yeah," James looked hesitantly at Lily, looking like a lost pigmy puff in the middle of the Sahara desert. "Aren't you?"
Lily looked him up and down, from his too messy black hair to his untied shoelaces, finally landing on his bright hazel eyes, which at the moment were shining with uncertainty. "Yeah…Yeah, I suppose I am in love with you…"
Once more her lips formed the smile that wouldn't stop, and this time, James had one to match.
"You know, it's funny," James reminisced. "When I first started out as Seeker for Gryffindor, I thought I could catch anything. But since fifth year, you've been dodging every tactic I knew. I guess now I've accomplished my biggest challenge to date...
"Oh, and what is that?" Lily grinned.
"Seeking you."
A/N: The end! Yay!