"Wow, Lily…I never knew you had that in you!" James said, admiring my awesome skills (Yeah, right…)

"Well, you've changed, so I've decided to stop being…a prat."

James smiled, and it just melted my heart. You know, if someone had told me that I would have detention in my last year at Hogwarts with James Potter—the Head Boy, and I'd be looking forward to it, I'd tell them they were crazy. But right now, that detention with James was looking as pleasurable as a trip to Hogsmeade.

I pulled out a book and started to read. James started snickering. "What?" I asked.

"You're not kidding. Hogwarts- a History? Nobody reads that!"

I merely gave him a glare, and he was silenced. "Well, I do." I said.

James picked a book (Yes, James can read) and it talked about Muggle inventions. Being a Muggle born, I could easily laugh at the inventions he thought were fascinating.

I finished my book within twenty minutes (I only read the interesting parts) and so did James.

"Will you go out with me, Lily?" James asked.

"James! I like you…I really do…but I have to figure out whether you're my friend or…if we have something more. I hope you understand." When I finished talking, he just shrugged.

"Oh, Lily…"

"Yes?"

"Tell me your answer in the evening…at detention."

I started cracking up uncontrollably, and it was then that I noticed his badge. "James…you're Quidditch captain?"

"Yes, I am. How kind of you to notice." He radiated fake maturity.

"Oh, joy. We've got Divination next. By the way, Mary thinks she might try out for Beater." I said.

"Oh. Does that mean you'll be at try-outs tomorrow?" James asked with a flirtatious glint in his eye. I threw my book at him. "Yes. It does."

"Well…does that mean that if she makes it, you'll be at all the games?"

"Oh, don't get any ideas! I'll probably go, anyways."

"Why? To see the Quidditch master in his natural habitat?"

"Oh, shut it!" I yelped, and realized it was time to leave for Divination.

At Detention

(A/N: I've decided to skip all the classes…because nothing eventful happens. I might not even have any classes at all for, like, the whole fan fiction. The main reason: I don't know the names of professors, so if you could give me a list…that would be helpful. Thanks!)

"You're early!" Professor McGonnogal noted with approval. "Well, today's task is quite easy. Peeves got in to my office. He messed up my bookshelf and desk. The floor, as you have noticed, is strewn with papers. Your patrol is at 9:00, so try to finish before then. That is all." She left the room

"Emma and Mary will kill me when they find out I got six detentions." I lamented. "Oh, well. We had better get started. This place looks filthy!"

"I'll pick up the papers. You can clean up the bookshelf." James ordered.

Normally, I'd be irritated by his bossiness…but he just looked so hot right there that I couldn't. I just nodded in agreement and got to work. We worked silently and swiftly. Soon, I couldn't reach any of the shelves! I had to use a ladder to continue working. Suddenly, the rung collapsed, and I fell—right on top of James, who was diligently working right beneath me. I blushed a deep crimson, got up, then tripped and fell down again. We were in a tangled heap on the floor, and we both started laughing.

"You look beautiful when you blush." James told me, making me blush even more. I was just about to thank him when he leaned in to kiss me. It was a soft, innocent, quick kiss. I have to admit, it left me wanting more. I reddened further, if that was possible.

"Lily, have you had enough time to think?" James asked.

"Well…"

"Lily, did you like that kiss?"

"Do I have to say?"

"Yes. You do. Please tell me. If you didn't like it, I'll never do it again."

"Well…yes, I did."

"Lily, you never told me if you loved me."

"I…I do love you. But I don't know if I'm ready to go out with you yet."

"Lily, then would you mind if I kissed you again?"

"Yes, because that would be awkward…but if you wanted to in the near future…" I suggested.

"Then that would be great." James contributed.

"James, I can't say if I'll be your girlfriend, but I will go out with you. And please don't celebrate, James! It ruins the moment."

James actually started twitching, because he was trying so hard to keep from celebrating.

"Okay, fine! Celebrate."

He danced around the room and hugged me tightly. Then, he kissed me again. "God, I love you, James." I told him.

"I know." He said. "I love you, too."

A/N: If this is too sappy for you, please leave a review and I'll be happy to change it!! Before I post more, I need to know if this was satisfactory. Thank you!!

The faster you review, the faster I update!! Thanks! (By the way, I have a sleepover tonight, so no updating till 6/20. SORRY!