Sorry it's been a while!

I've been thinking and thinking how to continue the "jaunt" for ages and i've finally had an idea!

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Suggestions are welcome! And if you enjoy this story, why not check out my other Harry Potter story "Aftermath" (yes that is a hint)

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Chapter 4

James' POV

We sat down infront of the lake, the moon and stars the only light. I pulled my cloak from around our shoulders and looked at Lily. She looked so peaceful, her eyes were shut, taking in the breeze. I couldn't help but grin. Here I was, sat alone with Lily Evans. Lily Evans, who I've loved since the first moment I saw her, sat in a carriage on our way to Hogwarts for the first time. Lily Evans, who's hated my guts for the past six years. And tonight she agreed to come out with me!

She caught me grinning and smirked. I thought she would say something, but she just smiled and looked up at the starry sky. I could see her eyes twinking, her beautiful green eyes that I could stare into for hours. She was beautiful.

Lily shivered and moved closer to me. For a moment I thought she would hold my hand, rest her head on my shoulder, even. But she didn't. Our hands were less than an inch apart, resting on the cool grass. I longed to reach out, to take her hand and tell her that I loved her. Tell her that I was only an arse around her because I was so afraid. Afraid of the unknown. I love Lily Evans. And that scares the shit out of me.

I must've been staring again, because she turned and raised an eyebrow to me.

"Are you going to look at me all night Potter? You told me we were coming here to stargaze."

I looked away quickly. My cheeks felt hot. Was I blushing?

"Are you blushing, Potter?"

Damn. She'd seen.

"As a matter of fact Evans, I was."

"And why would that be?"

"Well you see-"

"What on EARTH is going on here? Miss Evans, Mr Potter, incase you did not notice, it is 3 o'clock in the morning!"

Professor McGonagall stood in her quilted dressing gown, her long hair hanging down her back, her nostrils flaring like an angry dragon.

"You are HEAD BOY AND GIRL! Professor Dumbledore did not choose you so you could prance about when you see fit! What kind of an EXAMPLE are you setting? Next we'll have first years drinking FIREWHISKEY between lessons!"

"Professor, it's all my fault." I started.

"Dung, Mr Potter, utter dung. Unless Miss Evans here is under the imperius curse I suspect it's very much her fault too! Now come inside at once! You can explain tomorrow evening in my office."

Lily cast me an apologetic look. Why was she sorry? It was my idea to come out here in the first place! Women, they have to take the credit for everything don't they?

We got up and followed McGonagall through the grounds and into the castle. She didn't say another word until we got to the portrait hole.

"Pumpkin Juice." She muttered. The fat lady continued to snore.

"PUMPKIN JUICE!" she barked. The lady jumped in her chair.

"Honestly, at this time in the morning!" She tutted as she swung open.

We stepped into the common room.

"Now, you will both go straight to bed. If I see so much as a bag under your eyes you will serve an extra weeks' detention. Get to it!"

I hadn't seen her this angry since Padfoot and I hung Snivellus Snape's underpants on the whomping willow, and I didn't intend to make her any angrier.I marched towards the staircase, Lily behind me, as I heard the portrait shut behind us.Lily looked at me as she headed towards the girls' dormitary.

"Sweet dreams, James." She smiled.

"Goodnight Lily." I grinned, my skin erupting in goosebumps.