G'day! Just a one shot I wrote during half time at a football match! Enjoy!

For seven years the magnificent James Potter looked at Lily Evans with exceeding interest. At first he looked at the timid and shy eleven year old Lily just like she was. She was a small pale girl with dark red hair and amazing emerald green eyes.

For the first four years of knowing her, all he saw in her personality was a kind and caring person who just happened to have no sense of humour and did her best to foil the marauders grand pranks and schemes. James hated this but could never hard as he tried hate this certain fiery red head as much as she did him.

When he turned fourteen many things happened. For one puberty! It seemed as it he would never stop growing, he just continued to get taller and taller and he even managed to accumulate a small six pack from the endless hours of quidditch he played.

Another thing being fourteen brought was a new light on a fiery by the name of Lily. Every time he walked past her or was in her presence it seemed as if she drew his attention, every fibre of his body longing for more of the beautiful Lily Evans.

Try as he might to empress Lily all he ever seemed to do was infuriate her further to the point of her looking as though she might bubble over with her hatred of him. Although all this did was assure James that she was a goddess and even anger looked exceptional on her.

Two more years go past in what seems like the blink of an eye. And a sixteen year old James Potter was still convinced that his Lily Evans was the most beautiful creature to walk the face of the earth.

His twice daily attempts to woo the wonderful red head still appeared to have no affect. Almost seventeen he concluded that with the dark and difficult times ahead his time seemly wasted on making up ways to make Lily see the man he really was, was better spend working on ways to make him self stronger to shield her from the darkening world around them.

Now seventeen and taking on more responsibility than he thought possible (although still up holding his marauding reputation from time to time) James Potter admired and loved his Lily Evans from a distance not too far.

An eternity has past since the small James Potter looked on an even smaller Lily Evans with fascination and admiration. He now looks upon a young woman who captured his heart and took a long and agonising five years to realize that he too held her heart in the most worming and beautifully caring way.

They spent only a shot few years together with the comfort and love of each other, but in those few short years they managed to do a many great things.

A story about the love of ones life, through the eyes of James Potter's.

Please Review! Tell me if I'm a really crap writer and I need to stop before I kill all the really good writers with my utter crapness! Or if you think I not half bad let me know and I'll consider not shooting my self with a shot gun and maybe even write another one! Maybe through Lily's eyes. If you want! Please let me know! Thanks for reading! Love ya!