Author's note: I would like to thank Eclaire Stones for reviewing and adding this to her story alert, It made my day! I would also like to thank loveislouder94 for reviewing too! God this feels like I'm writing a award-acceptance speech! One day, hopefully. I'm sorry that I took so long to upload this, FanFiction would let me login. Oh well, I might upload two in apology.

Chapter 3 – Confessions and Comparisons

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love for a thousand more

As Lily nuzzled into his chest his insides melted and he felt a warm fuzzy feeling replacing it. He stroked her soft, auburn hair and was intoxicated by her sweet, musky scent.

"I've missed you, Sev" she breathed softly. "I have died everyday waiting for you."

"And I have loved you for a thousand years, and I'll love you for a thousand more" He sung in a soft, gentle voice s his silky, ebony hair brushed her face. Severus jumped up with a start and ran up to the castle, blushing furiously.

Lily sat in a state of shock; unable to comprehend the scene that had just unfolded before her eyes. Sev loved her? Her body began to tingle as a curious feeling surged through her veins. She had never encountered this emotion before. What had the marauders done to her now? She thought to herself angrily. But her anger was soon overwhelmed by happiness and that other strange feeling. Was it love? Did she love Sev back? The feeling pulsated through her body once more as if in agreement. She gasped as she realized she did and chased after Sev, but he was long gone, and with that, so was the feeling.

"Darling don't be afraid" She sung to herself in a quiet whisper.

She headed back to the dorm, grinning like a fool. She waltzed into the common room, floating on cloud nine, when she was grabbed by the wrists and slammed down into a nearby armchair; only then was she awoken from her daydreams and snapped back to her senses. She whipped out her wand instinctively, and stowed it back in her robe when she saw her captors...

"Spill." demanded Marlene as she tried her hardest to keep a straight face. Lily's expressions were priceless! She was smiling like an escaped convict and her eyes were vacant, but happy ecstatic. Her arms hung loosely by sides and she started giggling uncontrollably. She only behaved like this when she was intoxicated, or she had gossip.

"Its juurrst thaat this has beeen thuh beeessttt birfdaeeeeee evaaaaarrrrrrr!" Lily slurred, roping her and Alice into an awkward hug. Intoxicated, she decided. But her breath didn't smell like firewhisky, or anything other than mint, actually. She must have cleaned herself up with a spell to try and convince us she wasn't drunk, but didn't know we were her best friends, and new the symptoms of her drunken state.

Lily let go and fell asleep shortly afterwards, still grinning. Alice helped her almost drag Lily up the stairs. Merlin, that girl was heavy! She may have looked tiny but was as heavy as three six-year-old boys! Eventually they managed to get her into her bed and let her sleep. Then she opened her eyes.

She could not sleep for a while that night. She lay awake smiling into the darkness, evaluating her day. She thought of Severus revealing his love to her and it grew even wider as she thought of his soft, silky hair falling just past his shoulders; his deep ebony eyes, swirling gems of emotion, mystery and beauty; his smooth, pale skin as soft as velvet; his long, lean frame protecting her from all harm.

Then she thought of James. His ruffled, messy dark brown hair; his loving, kind hazel eyes framed by a pair of round wiry black glasses; his cheeky grin accentuated by adorably little dimples; his general rough-and-tumble boyish good looks. Then she came to a shocking realization.

Crap!