Lily went into an empty cabin on the prefect's wagon, closed the door, sat down and looked out the window, waiting for the train to start walking toward her favorite place in the world, Hogwarts.
She appreciated the silence when someone knocked on the cabin door.
- Who is? - She asked, already knowing who it was.
James Potter opened the door and looked at Lily.
- Can I join you? - Asked.
Lily shrugged and turned her eyes to the window. James sat on the bench in front of Lily and watched the redhead. From the color of her hair, to the green of her eyes and finally looked out the window and saw the city of London flying past as the train picked up speed. Silence reigned in the cabin. James was lost in thought, while Lily just tried not to think.
- Why do you hate me? - James asked, still staring at the window.
The question caught Lily unawares. She looked at James, who did not return her gaze. Lily tried to think of a reason to hate him, but it didn't exist. She didn't hate James.
- I don't hate you, Potter. - Answered truthfully. - Never hated.
James looked at Lily. It was obvious the expression of confusion in his eyes.
- Never hated? - Questioned. - Then why do you always said you hated?
Lily shrugged.
- Perhaps was the easiest answer. - Muttered, tired of her own sincerity with James. - Anything else, Potter?
James laughed.
- Actually yes, Evans. - Said. - Would you go on a date with me?
Lily snorted.
- It isn't because I don't hate you, that I'll accept go out with you, Potter. I'd rather jump of this train while it's moving. - Muttered again.
- Why? - James questioned.
Lily had no answer. She tried to find any excuse and the only one that came up was:
- Don't wanna be another on the list of the great James Potter. - Quipped.
James laughed again. Now he was absolutely certain that Lily liked him.
- And if I promise you will not be? - Asked.
It was Lily's turn to laugh.
- As if I would believe you, Potter.
- Ah, Evans. Give me a vote of confidence.
Lily looked Potter's greenish brown eyes that she always thought of as attractive revolting. Her eyes ran to James' lips, who formed his smug smile that made legions of girls melt.
But not Lily Evans.
- Not a chance. - Replied, confident in her decision.
James snorted and got up from the bench, sitting now on the side of Lily.
- What I gotta do to make you give me a chance, Evans?
Lily looked at James, sitting beside her.
- Maybe born again helps. - Smiled.
James rolled his eyes.
- Come on, Evans! Help me. - Asked.
Lily smiled. She had never seen James Potter beg for something in all the years she knew him.
- OK. - Said. - Let's make a deal …
- I agree. - James interrupted.
Lily laughed.
- But you didn't let me finish.
- Whatever it is, Evans, I accept. - Said confidently.
Lily smiled. Potter would really accept anything just to go out with her?
- So … you agree to go out with me in secret?
James thought as well. Why would she want secret? Was it really the fear that she was another on his list? Or was it another reason? James wouldn't wait to find out.
- If that's what you want. Our meeting will be secret. - Said, smiling that smile again, convinced.
Lily rolled her eyes for the tenth time in her conversation with James.
- It will be like friends, you know, Potter?
James' smile faded a little, but friends was better than nothing.
- As friends. - Said. - But if it will be as friends, why not start calling me by my name, Lily? - He raised and lowered his eyebrows, making fun for Lily.
And it worked. Lily laughed, this time without having to hide or make up an excuse.
- All right, James.
They smiled to each other, with a new complicity between them.
They spent the rest of the trip chatting like good friends. Lily never thought she could laugh so much with James, knowing how much he was funny in his jokes and innuendo. And James never thought he would have a conversation with a girl so long, but of course it was not any girl. It was Lily Evans. And now they were friends.
"It is only the first step." - James thought.
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