Her emerald gaze drifted through the shelves, as she attempted to find something of interest, anything really. Yet as she turned something caught her eye. Well, someone to be exact.
As she turned she seemed to freeze in her step, her eyes immiedietly widening. James Potter. Lovely, she hadn't seen him in nearly four months and the only thing she could possibly do was freeze. Stand there like a speechless idiot. But what could she say? What did she want to say really. Did she still love him? That was a possibility. No, no it wasn't, she had moved on right? Afterall she had Amos now, James Potter was simply nothing more than a name of her past.
Yet as she looked at him, memories seemed to invade her mind, memories of that night. Maybe it was really her at fault, and she was just too bloody stubborn to realize it. That's why they'd never work. He was just as equally as stubborn as she was. Well maybe it was just, she was still angry. Not at him in particular, but angry at the fact he hadn't attempted to resolve anything. In almost four months he could of called at least once, made some attempt. But no he didn't. Yet again neither did she.
"Absolutely lovely.." Sirius muttered to himself as he looked between the two, the awkward silence annoying him. The two just stared at each other, neither one saying a thing. Just looking at each other. And well, he wasn't exactly impressed with Lily for the time being. Yet again, he had only heard James' side of the story which seemed to completely put Lily at fault. "Uh Prongs, I think now might be a good time to-"
"Shut it.." James mumbled assuming Sirius would say something about leave, or something sarcastic. Afterall, it was Sirius we were talking about.
He rolled his eyes a faint sigh escaping his lips. Still silence, "Well if the two of you would excuse me, I'll leave you to you staring contest." he said with a bit of sarcasim in his voice. It was James' battle to fight for the time being not his. "Evans." he said with a nod as he turned to head out the shop, immiedatly recieving a glare from James, almost as if he was pleading for help. "I can't help you talk to her, I'll be at the leaky cauldron." he whispered, taking a final glance at Lily before exiting the shop, the faint sound of a bell echoing through the shop.
And there was that silence once again. Why was it so bloody hard to say something?
James' hand quickly foudn its way to his dark locks, casually messing his hair. A horrible habit he had yet to get rid of. "Lo Lils.." he said simply breaking the silence, his voice still a bit faint, hazel eyes focused on her. Oh god how he had missed her. What the hell was he talking about he didn't need her? He needed her more than anything. For the past four months all he wanted was to be with her, but no, his own damn stubborness had stopped that. Yet maybe she was over him. Afterall Amos fell nicely into the picture. What the hell did Amos have that he didn't?
"Hi.." she said rather simply, a faint smile on her lips, nonetheless the smile was forced. Why was this all so awakard? It was only James, yet something seemed to be tearing at her insides. Ripping at her heart. That lovely little feeling called guilt. "How are you?"
"Oh um.. good.. good. Yourself?" he asked simply in a nearly monotone voice. Definetly a lie. Good was vague, very vague. But at that moment, he had the feeling details would scare her away.
"Alright, I guess..." she said simply with a nod, as she bit her lip lowering her gaze. Why was this so hard? Her exit was right behind him. And that seemed to complicate things, but she couldn't stand there, couldn't stare at him, afterall that feeling inside her was becomming unbearable. "I uh.. really should.. uh well.. get going. .. it was good to see you again James." she said some regret in her voice. Yet she quickly made her way towards the door.
"Oh well, alright." he said with a nod. Dammit there he was again. Doing the exact same thing he did last time. He simply let her walk past and out the door, and that's when it hit him. Memories flashed in his mind. Memories of him willingly letting her go. Willingly let her leave, without even talking things out. And he had just done it again. He had that oppurtunity. Had the chance, for all he knew he could resolve things at that moment. Bring her into an embrace and everything would be all better. He swore to himself, quickly stepping outside after her. She had taken a mximum of three steps since she lef the shop, so needless to say finding her wasn't a task. "Lily wait!" he said as he gripped onto her wrist, hazel eyes almost pleading with her. "Can we talk?"
Dammit why did he have to follow? Couldn't he just let her leave. It would all just be so much simpler for her. Her heart seemed to sink into her stomach as she looked up at him. Say no. Tell him you don't have the time right now, and walk away. It wasn't all that easy. Something kept telling her she should just go, but something argued back, telling her to stay. Simply talk to him, and currently that side was winning. She nodded simply, as she gazed up at him, "Alright."