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Fourth Year

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Lily sat in the front of History of Magic every class period. She didn't sit up front because she wanted to be close to Professor Binns or because she was really excited about some goblin rebellion hundreds of years ago. The only reason Lily sat in the front was so she didn't fall asleep. She had noticed through the years that the closer to the back the more sleep you got. In first year she had been really shy so she sat in one of the back rows. The bell had awoken her at the end of the period; she hadn't even realized she had fallen asleep. After that class period she had sat in the middle of the room: she had nodded off and on all class period. So really she had to sit in the front of the class or else she wouldn't stay awake.

It was just like any other day in history when Lily was struck in the back of the head. She looked at the floor and consequently the ball of paper that hit her. Her eyes scanned the room looking for her assailant. It came as no surprise when she met James' laughing eyes. He pointed towards the ball of paper and mouthed, "Read it."

Lily looked down at the note, then back at James. "No." Lily was hit with a jolt of electricity.

"Just do it."

"Fine!" Lily reached down and picked up the ball of paper. She uncrumpled it and read 'meet me at the pitch at 5.' Lily laughed to herself; only James would ask her to do something without asking. He seemed to be able to get her to do things without asking her too. She looked back at him and shook her head. His face fell a little.

"Why not?" He asked with honest confusion, as if she had no reason to say no. The fact that she was supposed to hate him seemed to be of no consequence.

"Because" He just shook his head. That wasn't a reason and Lily knew it. "Maybe" James' face lit up again and he nodded his head.

"I'll see you there." Lily laughed to herself again. James would take maybe as a yes. She turned back to the lecture: their mouthed conversation hadn't even caught Binns attention.

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Lily made her way through the frozen grounds until she made it to the pitch. If someone were to ask her why she had agreed to come she honestly wouldn't know what to say. She just came. James jogged to meet her as she approached the pitch. "Hey Lils. I'm glad you came."

She blew on her freezing fingers, but couldn't quite convince herself that she didn't want to be here. "Don't call me Lils, Potter we're not that friendly. Now why did you bring me out here?"

"Well you know when you were talking about how pretty the trees were from the astrology tower in out astronomy class?"

Lily was honestly surprised that James had remembered her saying that. She hardly remembered saying that. "Yeah … and?"

"Well I wanted to show you the forbidden forest … on my broom." Lily suddenly noticed the broom James had out. Lily took a step back. She hated flying. She hated feeling out of control. She tried to fly; she really wanted to be able to but she just couldn't. "I don't know. What if we fall? What if I loose my grip?"

"You'll be fine. I won't let anything happen to you. Trust me, Lily." Lily looked at the ground then at the broom. "I dare you to come on this broom with me Lily!" Lily's eyes narrowed a little bit. James was trying to get her angry because he knew that if he got Lily mad enough she would do it. He wasn't trying to terrify her or anything; it was just that he knew she would love it. James had often seen Lily stare longingly at the players during Quiddittch matches. She had to fly at least once. "I, James Potter, double dog dare you, Lily Evans!"

"Fine!"

Lily was a little awkward getting on the broom but once she found a comfortable position she relaxed. She relaxed until she felt James right behind her. "Aren't you a bit close Potter?"

"Well I could back up and let you fall Evans, but I figured you'd enjoy the ride more if you were alive." They started off going slow but as Lily got more and more comfortable James went faster and faster. They finally decided to come down as the sun was setting. they must have flown for at least an hour. Lily's hair was windswept, her cheeks were tinged pink, and she eyes were glowing. She looked beautiful. Flying definitely suited her.

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Lily was giddy. She had loved flying: not flying by herself, mind you, but flying with someone. The wind whipped against her face and she had seen for miles in every direction. Lily hugged James with all her might. "Oh Merlin! James that was amazing. The view and the feeling and wow. Can we do it again? Please, can we?" Lily was literally jumping and dancing around. James was in a state of shock.

"Did you just call me James?" the fact that she had called James 'James' and not Potter or toe rag hit them both at once. Lily stopped her happy dance and sobered up immediately. James suddenly exploded with happiness.

"No." Lily denied a bit hysterically.

James' smile widened as he took in everything she had said. "Yes. Yes, you did! Then you asked me out: in fact you begged me! Well I accept."

" What? No, but I didn't … I mean I didn't mean it. This is your fault." Lily tried to explain frustrated.

"Nope. You can't change it now just because you're suffering from a flying high."

James just stood staring at her with the biggest smile she had ever seen. "But ... How? ... I mean ... You ... We ... I don't" Lily was sputtering nonsense which caused James to chuckle to himself.

"You ok Lils?" He questioned while placing his hand on her shoulder.

Anger surged into her eyes once her brain processed what happened. "You tricked me!" Lily was scandalized and shocked. She had just kind of asked James out. Well she wasn't going to hold to it that was for sure. While she was still trying to figure out how she had actually managed not only to hug James but ask him out James just waved and walked off. Oh, he had definitely won.

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A/N: Here is chapter 4! I haven't written chapter 5 yet but I know what I want to do with it. Chapter 5 should be up next weekend or possibly a little later. Thank you again for all of the wonderful reviews. I am glad so many people have taken an interest in my story. You can always review or message me with suggestions!