Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. *Sighs*

James Potter would do anything just to prove his undying love for Lily Evans. Now that he's the boyfriend of the girl he's chased for at least seven years, he's done it. Now all he has to do is to prove that he really loves her. Now that's the conflict of the story.

"Pad! I have it! I should serenade her!" James gladly suggested, jumping up and down.

Sirius Black rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Prongs, serenading is simply overdone. And it's just plain awkward," He said, looking at James sympathetically, "with your horrible voice, and all."

James groaned out of frustration and punched his best mate in the arm. His thoughts were bouncing all over his head; trying to figure out what to do to prove his love.

"I'll write a poem," he said, mainly to himself.

Sirius blinked and nodded.

"Yeah. That actually wouldn't be so bad -oh who am I kidding, you don't know poetry, James!" said Sirius, smacking James' head.

He rolled out of the way and tried to fix his permanently messy hair back into place.

"I know poetry! I can do it! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! I am so awesome! I can do this!"

"Sure you do."

"Yes, I do."

Sirius sighed and stood up. Walking around the room in circles, he started thinking of ways to torture his Professors and decided to leave his sad, pathetic, in love best mate alone.

"Well, I'm out." said Sirius.

"What? No! You're leaving me to think about this alone? I don't know how to do this! You know poetry right? C'monnn, you're the ladies man! You should know all of the lovey-dovey stuff!" James ranted, pleading Sirius to stay.

"All I can say is, follow your heart, James. Follow you heart." said Sirius, smirking then walked out of the Gryffindor common room.

"Stupid git," James muttered.

"I heard that!" Sirius shouted from the stairs.

After the messed up conversation with his best mate, James Potter started thinking of profound words -Shakespeare words- to start his poem for his Lily Flower.

"Let's see, uhh... Where art thou? Awww, Bloody hell I don't know Shakespeare! I'll just... write from the heart. Yes, I'll write from my heart." James whispered to himself.

He sat up and turned to find a quill and ink in his hands and a piece of parchment.

Dear Lily,

Roses are red

Violets are blue

If you were hair

I'd comb you too

When you rejected me at first

Then you threw a spell at me

I thought I was cursed

I still didn't care then

If you were a booger,

I'd pick you first

Love,

James

"Aggh! No!" James crumpled the piece of parchment and took out another one, dipping his quill into his ink bottle and started over with a new line.

Your green eyes

Are simply magnificent

You fiery red hair

Is simply an understatement

Your wonderful voice

Slowly soothes my soul

Your quirky ways

Slowly undresses my heart

Stating that I, James Potter

Will love you forever

"Hm, this isn't actually half bad!" he said to himself, excited. "Now I just have to... put this in an envelop and tuck it under her pillow- wait! I can't go up the girls dormitory... Hmm, I'll just give it to Alice, then."

James whispered other plans he has to do involving Lily to himself and started walking out of the Gryffindor Common Room and picked up an envelop, putting his poem in it.

On the way to his dorm room, he decided not to give his enchanting poem to Lily tonight. He would plan out what he was going to say when Lily gets it and starts to thank him. This is when James Potter exaggerates.

Oh, James! I love it! I love you! I love every single part of you! Because of that poem! Oh, oh, oh! I love you oh so much, Potter! I mean, James! Wait a minute. No, I meant to say Potter! What am I holding?! Is this a poem? Oh, it's so cheesy and sappy! I wonder who's it from... YOU! AHAHAHAHAHAHAH, POTTER!

James woke up from his worst nightmare of all time. Lily shunning him down because of a piece of paper.

"No, no, no... I have to revise this, or something! What if Lily actually does that? I am so dead!" he whispered to himself, unaware of his three best friends sitting on the floor, amusingly watching him whisper, fiddle, and be paranoid to himself.

In what felt like a first few five seconds after his vivid, horrible dream, the Marauders -excluding James- started laughing their heads off, stomping their fists down on everything surrounding them to control their laughter from pounding James.

"What's so funny, guys?" laughed James, nervously.

"AHAHA. What's so funny? I'll tell you what's funny! You talking in your sleep! About Evans! About you Lovey dovey poem! Ahahah!" shouted Sirius.

"Oh, ha ha. Laugh it off now, but I'll make this poem good as new and it'll sound amazing and your mouths will glued shut because my Lily will simply love it!" shouted James to Peter, Remus and Sirius.

"Nice," murmured Peter, his three friends assuming he's afraid of James because of his impertinent yelling at his sensitive ear drum.

"Sure she will," smirked Remus, chuckling with Sirius.

Next morning.....

"Okay, boys! It's the day! I shall give this to Alice Bass and she shall pass the poem to my beautiful Lily!" James practically screamed.

"James...." yawned Peter.

"What the bloody hell are you on, Potter?" muttered Remus.

"I hate you. Go away." said Sirius dryly.

"Goodbye, my sweet little chums! Wish me luck!"

"Go away." muttered the three Marauders.

Next free period.......

"Lily!" called James.

Lily Evans turned around to see her amazing boyfriend catching up after her. She couldn't dream of anything more better than that. She felt stupid for rejecting him for at least a thousand times -maybe more! It's possible!

"Hey," breathed Lily.

"Um, have you seen Alice?" he asked.

Alice? What? Why Alice? Why not me? Alice? Thought Lily.

"Uh, I think I saw her heading in the library. Why?" asked the cautious Lily.

"Oh, uh, nothing. I just wanted to talk to her about something." murmured James, obviously distracted. "I actually have to go now, Lils. I'll see you later, kay?" James didn't let her finish and kissed her on the cheek then running off to the library.

At the library........

"Alice! Alice!" whispered James hastily.

"What? What's wrong, Potter?" Alice replied.

"I... I wrote Lily something. And I want you to give it to her at midnight, say you found it or something." said James hurriedly, looking around for a sign of people who are capable of listening.

"Awww, that's so cute! No worries! I'll give it to her at midnight. Where is it?" Alice said excitedly.

He handed her the envelop and murmured a thanks, then ran off, clearly embarrassed.

"Boys," chuckled Alice.

MIDNIGHT!..............

"Psst! Lily? Are you awake?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm just thinking." Lily said.

"Oh, um, I found this. I kinda... forgot. So, here! Goodnight!" said Alice excitedly.

Lily raised her eyebrows and took the envelop from Alice.

She read:

Dear Lily,

Roses are red

Violets are blue

If you were hair

I'd comb you too

When you rejected me at first

Then you threw a spell at me

I thought I was cursed

I still didn't care then

If you were a booger,

I'd pick you first

-I've realized how important you are to me. How I'd fall apart if you walked away from me. I love you, and I never want to lose you. You are a part of me now. I love you. And I always will, Evans. I always will. Meet me at the Astronomy tower when you get this.-

Love,

James

As she struggled not to laugh out loud and waking up her roommates, she covered her mouth and climbed down her four poster bed and grabbed her robe then ran to the Astronomy tower, clutching the humorous poem in her hand.

A/N: This was really supposed to be a one shot but I figured why not try a two shot? I've never done it before. So you guys have to wait for another chapter. Keep those reviews comin'! Or else I cry. *Tear*