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Chapter Four: Fourth Year
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Lily's favorite part about lunchtime was that it was her break from classes and James Potter. She got the chance to laugh with her friends, eat food, and rest her brain. However, today, it did not seem as if that would be the case.
A few seats down, Potter sat with his three friends as they plotted something undoubtedly annoying and maybe even a little evil. He shot constant glances at Lily and kept combing his hand through his hair. They had all hit that age where boys and girls become acutely aware about all facets of the opposite sex. This made James' nervous. It also made him break out a lot in terrible, annoying pimples, though that's a totally different story. He finished up his lunch and gave a final nod to his mates as he put on his smooth grin. With target in sight, James moved in, gathering all of the Gryffindor confidence he could muster.
"Hey there, Evans," he said, sliding gracefully and easily onto the bench space next to Lily.
Lily shot an unhappy look at her friend Claire across the table before replying. "What do you want?" she snapped, chomping down on a stick of celery immediately after.
"Will you go out with me?" asked James, giving her his most irresistible puppy dog face.
"No."
"But Evans, do you even know what I said?"
"Yes, I do, Potter."
"Then what was it?"
Lily sighed and repeated, "'Will you go out with me?'"
"Sure!" exclaimed James.
"I hate you, Potter." Lily growled, "Bugger off."
Both were equally unfazed and determined.
"Now, how about Hogsmeade next Friday?"
"No."
"But Lily-"
"GO AWAY, POTTER."
James slowly slinked away and shrugged at his expectant friends. It was worth a shot.
author's note: not much to say! hope ya dig it. -lia