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A/N: SO sorry for the dealay! I've gotten into a play, and now I'm super busy, i forgot I even started this! well, here's the new chapter with Lily and James, and whatever that noise was in sirius' pocket. Better late then never, aye?

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Chapter 11: What she was not mad about.

Sirius leaned in to kiss her on the lips, but as soon as he closed his eyes, someone screamed his name from his pocket.

"Padfoot!" He opened his eyes, Olivia was staring back at him wide-eyed.

"Your, er- pocket is calling you." She said, confused.

"Hold on one moment." He said, holding up a finger. He pulled his mirror out of his pocket, holding it tightly with both hands; If it were alive he would have choked it. He whispered angrily and quick, "What the bloody hell do you want, Prongs?" James raised an eyebrow at him.

"I just wanted to ask if you'd seen Lily since after lunch."

"NoIhavenotwhy?" he whispered back.

"Because-" James sighed, "Oh, I'll tell you later." He rolled his eyes and placed the mirror back in his bag, to continue his search for Lily.

Meg said she wasn't in her dorm, Remus hadn't seen her at all today, and James was out of ideas. He didn't even know what he was going to say to her when he found her . . . "Merry Christmas, I love you." it sounded nice in his head but he knew she would not take that one well. Maybe by the time he found her he would know what to say. He began to pace in circles, "where would Lily Evans be on Christmas?" He pondered. Then, being quite forgetful, he ran up to the common room to ask Remus, where their greatest acheivement, the mauraders' map, was. There was no need, however, He spotted her sitting on a window ledge as he ran by.

"Evans!" He stopped and leaned on the edge of the window to catch his breath, "there you are."

"Hello, James." she said complacently.

"James?" he stood up straight and looked around. "Oh, me." He smiled stupidly, his heart did a small back flip, "Just used to you spitting my surname at me."

"Sorry," she said and looked back out the window, and then back at him after a moments silence. "Did you have something to say?"

"Oh, um." He tried to think of some good words fast, but none came. "Merry Christmas." He said finally.

"Was that it?" she scrunched up her nose. "You came running to find me and tell me "Merry Christmas"?"

"Er-Yes." He nodded once.

She gave him a skeptical look. "You sure?"

He almost said no, but "Yes." came out.

"I don't think you're as sure as you think you are, James." she raised an eyebrow at him.

He stood up straighter, again, his heart flopped into it lower gut, and his face became quizzical, "Why do you keep calling me James?"

"Because that's your name." Lily said slowly.

"I know but you've always called me 'Potter.' " He made a funny face when he said his own name.

"You decided to be nicer to me," She smiled, "so I decide to stop 'spitting your surname.'"

"Oh." he said. A moment of silence passed, finally, "Well," he said and clapped his hands together, "Merry Christmas."

He tuned on his heel, but before he took one step, Lily called out again, "Hey, James!" He turned back around slowly, every time she said his name, it sounded very much near to heaven. "I still don't think you told me, what you actually came here to tell me."

"Oh, that." he frowned, dismissing it, "It's not important."

"You sure?" She asked, genuinely concerned. Her voice all by it's self, when not shrill and yelling, was heaven, how could he lie to heaven?

"No." he said, "I-" he had no words again. "Er-" his shoulders slumped, forfeiting. He sat down beside her on the window. "I really like you, Lily," She looked downcast again. "I know you're probably mad at asking you out all the time, which actually, I haven't done all year , if you've noticed-"

"I had."

He looked surprised. "You did?" Lily nodded. "Well, I know you've gotten annoyed with that, and I'm pretty sure I only did that because, well the first time it was funny, but then when you kept turning me down, I got curious, and I started to like you, really, but by then I was to chicken to actually ask you out, and now, four years later, I think I'm completely in love with you. Just thought I should say something."

Lily laughed a sad laugh. "I loved some one once."

James face became quizzical again, "You did?"

"Yeah," She laughed again sadly, "It turned out very badly, you never know who's just going to leave you one day, after 11 years as best friends." He looked out the window, feeling awkward that he had made her sad again. It was snowing now, and the courtyard looked positively picturesque. "He was my first kiss, and," She paused, to look up at James, who was still staring out the window, "I had planned for him to be my last."

He looked over at her, and quickly said, "I am so sorry- I-"

But she held up her hand, "No. It was actually just what I needed." his mouth hung open. "I needed to get over him. We loved each other, but," she gave him a sympathetic look, he closed his mouth. "It was either him or magic, and I liked Hogwarts much more than someone who would make me choose. So we stopped seeing each other."

James nodded and said consolingly, "Well, that's life I guess. You love 'em they hate you."

"I don't hate you." She laughed.

"Then what do you think of me?" James asked, "I need to know, so I don't get my hopes up."

Lily looked pensive for a moment. "I don't know. You seem decent, except for the odd pranks on the slytherins. Which are kind of funny" She smiled guiltily, then added. "When no one's getting hurt." He frowned. "I guess, you're funny, smart, and oddly charming." She laughed. "But I don't actually know you at all."

"Well, what do you want to know?" He asked.

"I don't know." She smiled. "Anything? Just talk to me, if get to know each other, I may very well like you."

They talked for a good few hours about everything and nothing at all. Lily liked his enthusiasm about everything, the way he said her name so sweetly, and whenever she smiled it made him smile, and that made her blush. There was spark in their conversation, they both had a million things to say, and laugh about, and argue . They flowed together quite well, Lily was pleasantly surprised.

The window soon got dark, and they were getting hungry.

"Maybe we should go to the feast."Lily said.

"Yum,"James said, "that sounds good."They stood up and began to make there way to the great hall.

"Hey," James said as they entered the entrance hall, "we're cool now, right? We can be friends right?" Lily just laughed. "I'll take that as a yes." He smiled, friends was good, better then her being completely annoyed at his presence.

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A/N: DUN DUN DUN . . .