Thank you to everybody who's been reading this. I think this might be my favorite one I've written so far so I hope you like it!
A week after they started going out seeing James and Lily without each other was a rare occurrence. Even more rare was James letting Lily out of his grasp. Walking in the hallways he'd be holding her hand firmly in his.
In the great hall he'd wrap his arm around her waist, pulling her as close as possible. Sometimes he'd play with her hair while they joked with their friends sitting around them, stuffing his face with food.
When the Marauders stood laughing in the hallways, Lily was there, laughing with them, and James' arm slung over her shoulders.
During class he'd hold her hand, giving up his writing hand so she could still use hers. After the few times she'd pester him about it he'd let go of her hand, only for Lily to find him with his foot next to hers and she'd smile.
In the common room he would, with an innocent look on his face, pull her so she was sitting across his lap. Sometimes they'd sit and do homework, sometimes they'd joke some more with the marauders, or sometimes they'd sit, just the two of them, and talk. Eventually when she got tired, Lily would lie her head on his shoulder and every time James' face would light up.