A.N: I wrote this when I was in my R.E exam and watching everyone else around the classroom xD It's quite amusing if you haven't tried it before ;)
Lily hadn't meant to stare at him from across the classroom. But now she had and there was nothing she could do about it, unfortunately
She had finished her History of Magic exam for roughly five minutes before he caught her eye, his lanky form bent over the desk, (she had to admit he'd shot up this year), with strands of jet-black hair falling over his face. She could just about make out his hazel eyes behind the rimmed glasses her wore and she supposed that's what caught her eye in the first place. (Although she never admitted that to her friends and claimed it was the light reflecting garishly off his glasses.)
It wasn't her fault the boy had to be so intriguing. She thought he looked rather comical, with his papers strewn across the table, (last year's O.W.L examination given to the fourth year class as a 'surprise'), and his head tilting to one side while he scribbled things down with his quill. Lily assumed that the writing would be a complete mess and she pitied Professor Binns when he came to mark them.
But much worse than just looking, (much, much worse, in Lily's opinion), was being caught at it. And what's more, it was Potter himself that caught her doing so.
When he glanced up, Lily was too slow to look away, and had found herself staring straight into those hazel eyes she had been so intrigued about before and she watched as his mouth turned into a sly half-grin. It was then that she had the decency to blush slightly, which only encouraged the boy more, for then he winked at her in a perceived roguish manner before turning back to his paper.
Lily looked away then, rather embarrassed, (for the situation), bemused, (as to what had just taken place), and slightly annoyed, (both at herself and Potter for his audacity) and kept her eyes glued to the desk for the remainder of her exam.
As soon as the class were out in the corridors, James asked her out, to which she, rather shocked by the request as he'd never taken thatsort of interest in her before, promptly refused.
A year-or-so later, she was cursing herself for letting her treacherous eyes glance over him for more than a second.
The ruddy boy had been asking her out ever since.