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Sirius Black received a rude awakening the next morning. Someone was pounding on his front door desperately accompanied by cries of "Sirius! Sirius! Open the door!" Groaning, he rolled over and pulled the covers over his head. Whatever it was, it could wait until it was a decent hour. He knew that everyone who was close to him had an emergency password that would open the door, so if someone was outside pounding, it was either someone he didn't care to associate with or it wasn't important.

Eventually, the pounding stopped and the world was once again silent. Sighing happily, Sirius drifted back to sleep. And then suddenly, Sirius was very cold.

Someone had thrown the blankets off his bed. Sirius sat up and stared into the dark at the figure looming over him.

"Where is he?" the figure demanded, sticking a wand in his face. "Take anything you want!" a defenseless Sirius cried. His attacker lowered the wand away from his face and Sirius could see that the intruder had sort of tipped her head to one side confusedly.

After a long, silent minute, she muttered, "Lumos" and shed light on her now-familiar face.

"Lily!" Sirius said, breathing a sigh of relief, "What are you doing here?"

"Where is he?" she repeated. Sirius blinked, "Who?"

"You know bloody well who."

Sirius nodded, it was true, he did know.

"What're your intentions?" Sirius asked finally.

"Intentions?"

"Yes, why must you know? What are your plans?"

Lily took a deep breath, this would be the first time she would admit it aloud, "I just…I need to tell him how I feel. That's it. Tell him the truth and hope for the best." She looked Sirius in the eye and stared hard.

"I have one more question," Sirius said suddenly, "How did you get in?" Lily shrugged, "Charity gave me your emergency password. Oh, and its not very bright of you to leave your wand across the room, what if I had been a Death Eater? Really, Sirius, use some common sense. Now, are you going to help me willingly or will I have to force you?" Sirius just nodded.

Lily apparated into the Forest of Dean, right where Sirius told her to. She looked around and saw absolutely no signs of James. She had expected this, seeing as James was an Auror; there would be plenty of protection against visitors like her.

At first, she thought it would be better to sit and wait, but then she hatched a plan. Lily was not a stupid witch; she knew how basic alarm spells worked.

Carefully, she started walking around the perimeter of the spot that she had appeared in; hoping to set off the alarm spells. When she did, she knew that James would be too curious to leave without taking a look to see who it was. She was still walking in slow circles when she crashed into something.

Gasp.

Lily knew what she had walked into. Reaching her hand out, she felt a thin fabric between her fingers. She grasped it and pulled it towards her. The cloak fell to the ground and Lily found herself looking into the face of the person she most wanted to see.

And as she did so, the atmosphere visibly intensified. And Lily knew that right now, in this pivotal moment, they needed the truth; no lies, no secrets, no holding back.

Lily looked at James, and as she took in every detail of his being, she marveled at how she could be falling in love with him just as she stood there staring at him.

"Lily?" James asked, clearly startled and slightly confused, "What're you doing here?" She ignored him, this was it; this was the moment. She would jump, and let go of everything for him, and see if he would catch her. Lily was pretty sure he would. "I've found a reason," she stated simply.

James blinked, "A reason?"

"For you to stay," she clarified. James ran a hand through his hair, overwhelmed. He must be dreaming. This wasn't happening, was it? It was too good to be true. But it must be, he reasoned, for his imagination wasn't that good. Lily looked too beautiful right then for this to all be imagined.

Lily was looking at him expectantly, "Do you want to hear it?" James nodded dumbly, still not entirely sure what was happening. Lily drew a breath, now the moment had come, and she didn't know what to say. But then again, someone else may have said it best.

"I miss you every waking moment, and I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see your face. It feels like I'm missing an arm or a lung or my heart, something I never thought I could live without. Sure, I'm breathing, but it's not really living. It wouldn't be the same. It won't be the same, ever. I feel like nothing will ever be right without you. I miss you. I need you. I love you."

She had done it. She was hanging there, hanging by this moment. Right now, she was living for James' answer. She waited.

James' face broke out into a huge grin. Here she was, wringing her hands and telling him that she needed him. She was telling him that she loved him! She was finally here. So this time, James knew exactly what he was doing and why when he leaned down and kissed her.

The kiss was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced. Lily's lips grew hot underneath the pressure of James's, and her hands had somehow found themselves tangled in his messy hair. James pulled her body as close as possible, and in this moment, that didn't feel quite close enough. James could feel Lily's lips curve into a smile. In this moment, he didn't have to say anything, she understood exactly what he was trying to say, I love you.

Two weeks later, Lily was sitting in the little back room of their cottage with a can of paint.

"You're going to do it the muggle way?" James asked, leaning down and kissing her head. Lily looked up at him and smiled, "Of course, but I'll have some help, won't I?"

James groaned good-naturedly. "Yes, I suppose you will. One question though: what color are you painting it? I rather liked the lavender."

Lily wrinkled her nose, "It needs a fresh coat of paint. I think green would look quite lovely in here."

James gazed into her emerald eyes, and replied softly, "Green is my favorite color."

Lily smiled as she leaned forward and kissed him. It was funny how things turned out. If someone had told her six months back that she would find everything that she needed in her best friend's boyfriend, whom she became friends and fallen in love with when they thought that her friend had died, Lily would have laughed at them and questioned their sanity. But it was true. All of it was true. And now, looking around her in their cottage in Godric's Hollow and the soon-to-be-green walls and most of all, James Potter, she realized that she wouldn't have it any other way.

A/N: This story is pretty much done, I'm planning on posting an epilogue, and then it will be finished. Its crazy, I was originally going to make this a one-shot, but then I changed it around a bit, and um, twelve chapters later, its pretty much a complete story. I would really appreciate your input on this chapter, because I've written and rewritten it several times, so any reviews would be amazing. Thanks for reading!