Author's Note: Hey people! I'm sorry I couldn't write, I was just so busy with school and all that I completely forgot about the joy that is fanfiction. R&R please!
After two whole hours of wandering around Quentin's Quidditch Supplies hearing James go on and on about the mind torture that is Quidditch (well, at least to Lily anyway), well, she wasn't doing too well. At all.
"And this, my dear Lilykins, is the one, the legendary, the… Shooting Star 2000!" shouted James, pointing to a very, very, VERY shiny broom. "It's the fastest broom in the world! All the major international teams use it!"
"Do they blind their opponents to death?" asked Lily irritably. "That thing is shinier than Sirius's hair when he found out what hair gel is! Now can we get out of this infernal store and do something fun for a change?"
"Gosh, Lilykins, you want to do something fun? On our first date? Isn't that kind of rushing it for you? I would suggest the back alley, but if you want to take it further, I'll pay for the room." said James, smirking.
"Not that kind of fun!" cried Lily. "And STOP CALLING ME LILYKINS! You are insufferable! I can't believe I"
Lily was cut off when James pressed her against the wall and kissed her passionately. She shut her eyes tightly, trying not to give in to the temptation of kissing him back. It was almost too good to be true. Except for the fact that this was James Potter kissing her, and she loved every second of it. Lily slowly pulled away, her eyes wide.
James smiled. Then, he started doing a little happy dance.
"I kissed Lily Evans, I kissed Lily Evans, I kissed Lily Evans, I KISSED LILY EVANS!" he sang, at the top of his voice.
"SHUT UP!" Lily screamed. "Do you want the whole school to hear?"
"What's this, I hear?" inquired a voice behind them. "Lily Evans kissed James Potter?"
Uh-oh. Lily knew that voice. If you heard this voice, then usually you should fear for your social life. This voice belonged to the nosiest, meanest, most backstabbing girl around. It was… Rita Skeeter.