A/N: All right, this chapter is a little different. I tried something new… I'm not really sure about it, but you'll have to tell me what you think. Review!

That priceless look of disappointment on James's face last night? I have a feeling I'll be seeing a lot of it today.

It's only lunchtime, and we've already been interrupted when we were just about to kiss. You see, we were in partnered in divinitation, and when James's tea leaves said that he was going to find the love of his life soon… well, you get the idea. So it was finally about to happen, when that complete fraud, Professor Seesan, screams that she's had a vision--- and that I'm going to encounter a giant marshmallow.

Flashback

In divinitation class that morning

"All right, class, lets get to work," says Professor Seesan, her glasses perched precariously upon her nose. "No, no, Potter, you're not working with Black today, I'm afraid."

Looking around the classroom, she spots Lily. "Ms. Evans, you can partner with Potter. Black, Fawcett doesn't have a partner, so you can join up with him." James and Sirius moved to their respective partners, James grinning widely at Lily. "Okay, class, drink your tea and begin to interpret each others futures!" Professor Seesan finished mystically.

"Fancy that," started James. He looked like he couldn't be more pleased landing Lily as a partner. "You're a might sight prettier than Sirius, I have to say." He grinned.

Lily turned red, and made a small tutting noise, though she herself looked pleased with the partnering. "Come on, James, I suppose we should get to work, before Seesan comes over and yells at us for not taking her Inner Eye seriously, or some rubbish like that."

"True," sighed James.

They traded cups, and both opened their copies of their divinitation book. "Well," says James, "it says that your diamond shaped thingy means that… hold on… 'Marshmallows will await you in your future.'" He sniggered. Lily rolled her eyes.

"Well, James, it appears that your crescent moon shape means… 'Your true love will soon find you.'" Lily snorted, looking as though she thought the prediction was ridiculous. James, however, seemed to be taking the statement rather seriously, while staring intently at Lily.

"I think she already has," whispered James huskily. Lily stopped laughing, and they stared deep into each others eyes. Lily and James simultaneously leaned in closer to each other. They were millimeters away from each other when a shriek echoed across the room.

"My dear!" screeched Professor Seesan, pointing at Lily.

Lily and James pulled back immediately from each other immediately.

"I--- I have had a vision! You--- you are going to--- to encounter a--- a--- giant marshmallow, my dear!" Laughter echoed across the previously dead-silent room.

End of flashback

It was quite a… fiasco, I must say.

"Lily!" says Eliza. "Lily, we've got to get to charms!"

"All right," I say. Boy, I love charms. It's the one thing that actually comes easily to me, like second-nature, you know? Unlike transfiguration, where I'm constantly turning butterflies into palm trees instead of bumblebees. Though I don't see why you'd want to turn something into a bumblebee, I mean, they sting, don't they? Besides, some people are allergic to them! Maybe I'm allergic to them. I'll have to mention that to Professor McGonagall, and maybe she'll reconsider giving me a "D" on that assignment. Hmm…

Arriving in charms, I take my newly assigned seat at one of the tables, which happens to be next to James's. Hmm… too much of a coincidence. I always knew James had something on old Flitwick…

"Hey," says James, sliding into the seat next to me.

"Hi," I respond.

"Class, class, settle down!" squeaks little Professor Flitwick. "Today we will be performing Speed-Growth Charms! The spell is Speegrowtheo A/N: No, I'm not very creative, ha., and say it with a nice long swish! I want you to partner with the person next to you"--- James and I partnered two classes in a row? He must have something on Seesan, as well, I hadn't thought about that--- "and Longbottom, would you mind passing out these ferns for the class to practice on?"

The class broke out into chatter as Longbottom passed out the ferns. I swear he doesn't like me, some incident with offending his girlfriend, Alice, back in sixth year. Ah well. I'm probably just being paranoid.

"Hi, Frank," I say to him as he reaches our table. He grunts (maybe it could be interpreted as a friendly grunt?) and gives us a dead looking fern. Okay, it probably wasn't a friendly grunt. He hates me. On his way back up to Flitwick, he accidentally bumps his elbow into my head (causing James to scowl heavily at him). I rest my case.

"Let's get started, okay, James?" I say. Gee, James's scowls look intimidating. Wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of one of those. And to think I caused that one! I feel special.

"James?" I repeat. He looks up.

"Right. Well, I'm not much of a charms wiz, so would you like to go first?" he asks. 'Not much of a charm wiz'! Yeah right. He's a natural if I ever saw one (though not of course as good as me).

I make a tutting noise. More of a 'tuh,' but I think 'tutting' is a nice way to describe it. "All right," I say. "Speegrowtheo!" I swish my wand. The rotting fern grows and grows and grows and grows… until it resembles one of the leaves on the palm tree that I transfigured. It's still brown, though. Blegh. Darn you, Longbottom. Oh damn, it's still growing. Oh my god! It's still growing! OH MY GOD! THIS IS HUGE!

"Reducto!" shouts Flitwick, his wand pointing at the giant fern (I must have put a little too much oomph into that spell; I guess I was trying to impress James…?). The blast of Flitwick's spell knocks me and James backwards, and onto the floor. OW! That hurt.

Raising my head slightly, I look around. Oh, it looks like one of the other students got a nasty gash on his arm… bloody hell, it's Longbottom. Well, I suppose this won't cause him to like me more. Look what you've done, James, if only you didn't have blackmail on Flitwick, I wouldn't have had to sit next to you, making me not try to impress you, not causing a fern leaf to turn destructive, not making Flitwick cast that reducting spell, and, therefore, not making Longbottom give me that horrible look that he is currently casting in my direction. God, James, you're such a nuisance. A cute nuisance, but a nuisance none the less.

"Oh bother," says Flitwick, spotting Longbottom (who, thank god, finally looks away). "I guess I'll be taking you down to the hospital wing." He looks around at the class. "Very well, this is it for today. You may all go now, and have an early dinner."

Score! Maybe my shoddy charms work isn't all that bad. Pity about Longbottom, though. One by one, the class is filing out of the room, leaving James and I alone. I turn to look at James, who looks, plainly, rather bored. Hmm. Standing up, I gracefully trip on one of our overturned chairs, and landing, with an odd sort of twist, right on top of James.

"Oomph!" he gasps as I crush him. I'm not light, you know, I feel sorry for him. Our faces our barely inches apart… but he's turning red; my weight must be killing him.

"Sorry!" I say. I start to get up, but James pulls me back against him, and, rolling us over (that sounds so weird), he's now on top of me. (Though he's holding himself up so he doesn't utterly crush me, how thoughtful!) Need I say it; our faces are, indeed, inches apart. Leaning in, we're about to finally press our lips together (I can feel both of our hearts pounding in anticipation) when---

"Oy! James! Are you coming to---" Sirius stops mid-sentence, and breaks into a grin.

He opens his mouth once more, but James, muttering, "Not again," in a barely audible whisper, points his wand at the door, and casts a spell, slamming it shut on Sirius's gleeful face.

James throws his wand aside. He stares at me for a second (his hazel eyes really are marvelous) and then completely throws his face at mine (though very gently so), apparently keen on kissing me before another interruption. I run my hands threw his hair, kissing him back.

The other girls were right, you know.

He is a good kisser.

A/N: Ta-da! The moment you've all been waiting for. Originally, I was planning on having all these interruptions and saving 'the moment' for the next chapter, but then I realized that you guys would probably kill me for putting it off for so long (and I'd probably hate myself).

Oh, and Vicki, you were right about that whole "expectations" thing, and I probably shouldn't have put that, but, yeah, oh well. You probably won't like the whole slamming the door on Sirius thing, but I'd written that already when you posted, and I can't really think of anything else…

I'm not sure about that whole flashback thing, and it wasn't in first person, so, yeah, I don't know… it was just sort of an inspiration, but I don't think I'll do it again. Feel free to leave feedback on it!

Someone mentioned something about keeping out the Americanisms… that's a good point, and I've been trying harder to edit out the things that probably wouldn't be said in England. Let me know if you guys spot any, though!

Thanks for all the reviews guys! Tell me what you think of it this chapter, please! Anyways… Leave a review!