[ 5 ]

James made it a-somewhat-personal mission to appeal to that lovely girl who had attracted his attention since day one. No matter what, he wasn't going to stop at anything to get what he wanted.

Nervous, but confident, he decided to ask her out to the first Hogsmade trip in third year. He had no reason to be anxious, he thought to himself; no girl will ever declined a date with him, but for some reason, approaching Lily was harder than it seemed.

"Get a grip, James. She's just a girl," James muttered to himself, regaining his confidence, and walked up to Lily. She was on her way to do whatever it is that Lilys do. "Evans, I have a question."

"Shoot," she said, clearly bored. Her tone made it clear that she'd rather be doing anything but be talking to him at the moment. Perhaps, those things may include strolling through the Forbidden Forests and getting ripped apart by the foul creatures that inhabit the place.

The fact that she did not like the boy was an understatement, but she knew that if she didn't talk to him, he wouldn't leave her alone until he did get a chance to talk to her. The boy was - what many would say - persistent.

He looked into her eyes and started to freak out even more. Her eyes were a bit intimidating, making him even more nervous than he'd ever been his entire life. "Evans, will you go to Hogsmade with me?" His composure changed to a much more maturer teenage boy. Proud and confident, that's what he was right now.

"No," she said simply, picking up her pace.

James followed her a bit desperately, catching her arm. "No?"

Lily firmly repeated, "No." When he still looked at her as if she slapped him, she added, "What part of 'no' do you not understand? Would you like some clarification for your dimwitted ego?" She snatched her arm away from him and strode away, leaving James Potter flabbergasted and heartbroken for the first time of his life.

[ 6 ]

"Bloody prat; I have absolutely no idea how you were able to get every single girl in the school to fall in love with you."

"Not every single one," James muttered quietly, giving her a subtle glance if he was trying to hint something important. "Not the one that really matters at least..."

Lily raised her eyebrows, laughing at the faulty of his statement. "Really? What if I told you that you're wrong?"

"What are you talking about, Evans?" James inquired. He had a hopeful look in his eye that glinted as the sunlight shone brilliantly upon his messy hair.

"I mean you got every single girl at Hogwarts to fall in love with you, and that of course, includes me." And the last thing she was aware of was the feel of his lips against hers-everything else was a misty haze and seemed to have its lost meaning as the world around her slipped away