"Oy! Evans!"

Lily sighed with frustration as she heard the familiar greeting. She would never get a moments peace with Potter around…

"Why hello my Lily-flower," James said in his most suave voice.

"Potter."

"Awww come on Evans, don't be like that! I brought you something. You could at least be grateful…"

Lily smiled inwardly. As much as she insisted she detested James, he always bought her the most amazing gifts. It was a plus to have a rich boy madly in love with you. Lily slowed down and turned to James.

James, taken aback by her lack of refusal, looked at her in shock. But his gaze softened as he drank in her appearance. His eyes traced her arms, leading to her hands, which were placed firmly on her slender hips. Her hair shined more than ever, dancing in the sun. He saw as her tongue moistened her lips. Oh her lips… How he wanted to feel them against his own… Saving the best for last, James looked deep into Lily's eyes. Those striking green eyes, showing kindness and fierceness at the same time. They were spectacular.

Lily waved a hand in from of James's face, and startled him out of his trance.

"Oh shoot…" James muttered. "Ummm, here's your present." And he shuffled off to catch up with his friends.

"Odd…" a confused Lily whispered to herself. She tucked the small box into her pocket, to open when she was alone. She didn't like people seeing the joy he gave her. She was a little disappointed that he didn't make a scene as usual. Though she would never admit to it, she absolutely adored the attention. Deep down, she knew she loved James. She even loved his oversized ego, and his messy hair, and is rich hazel eyes.

Over the summer, Lily had thought about her constant hard-to-get act. Even though she had fallen for James in her second year, she couldn't admit to it. She had disliked him, yes, but she never could she hate him. So she put on a show, pretending to hate him. But James had never fallen for it. For some reason she thought he could see through her games. But this year would be different. She had decided to cease her act and finally let James have her. But it was already her 6th year at Hogwarts. Would they have enough time together? They had only 2 more years left… James was probably like all other guys. Not interested in marriage and wanted to spend his whole life "getting some" from random girls.

*****

"I'm gonna marry her Padfoot."

"Come off it Prongs, she doesn't want that. She probably wants some mathematician old cook that'll give her 80 babies."

James frowned at Sirius. "No, she's different. I can tell. She's the one I wanna be with."

"Oh come on. You're 16! You don't know this stuff yet. Besides, she's gonna take some work, and you've been working on her for 5 years!"

"This year is different. I can feel it."

Sirius looked at James with a doubtful look.

"I'm serious! The way she looked at me today…" he inhaled a sigh. "She didn't even glare at me. And she didn't even ignore me!"

"Bloody hell, James. You've got it bad!"

*****