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Shit, she thought as he turned around.
"Lily," he exhaled.

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Shit, Lily thought in her head again. She turned to run down the stairs, but James's voice reached her, "Please, Lily, don't," his voice cracking on the last word.

She stopped; it's not like he could have read the letter or anything. She turned to see his eyes flicker the reflection from the fire and his expression disheartened. She suddenly felt her natural friend instincts kick in and opened her mouth to ask why when she saw a piece of parchment with deep creases clutched in his hand. "What's that in your hand?"

Her voice was absolutely coloured in worry. He thought she was adorable when she was worried, angry, nervous, happy, well, he thought she was adorable all of the time. "Er," he paused, not sure of what to say.

"Is that my letter?" she asked quietly. James simply nodded in response. She scratched the top of her head and asked again quietly, "Did you read the whole thing?"

He nodded again. The tips of her ears turned bright red, and she began to talk extremely quickly, "I'm sorry James; I never wanted you to read it. I know you love Michelle, and I ruined my chance. Please don't mad, I was just angry, and-" her words were cut out from James's mouth.

Lily was shocked to say the least. She was half-expecting that he'd pull away and laugh at her face. But, she took a risk, for a change, and kissed him back. Their mouths fused together and bodies blended into one another. After a good moment or so, Lily pulled away as if she received a shock.

"James! What about Michelle?" James didn't care about Michelle; he only cared for Lily. He shook his head and attempted to kiss Lily again. Lily dodged his kiss and put her hands on hips. "I refuse to be a tramp!"

"There's no need," a voice came from the Girl's Dormitory. Michelle walked down the stairs calmly. "I knew you two were madly in love with each other. Let's just say I opened your eyes."

James looked at Michelle, "Michelle, I am so-"

Michelle held a hand to stop her, "I don't want to hear it James. I know you love Lily; you've loved her forever. I knew we'd end sometime when you guys would smarten up and realized you love each other." And with that, she waved and walked up the stairs. James had his hands in his pockets and looked at Lily.

"So…" he trailed off.

"So…" she mimicked him.

"You love me?"

"I dunno, do you love me?"

James looked at her, and Lily felt as if her soul was being examined. "Lily, of course I love you. I've loved you since I met you on the train first year." He reached for her hand and held it. "Lily Evans, will you go out with me?"

Lily had a slight urge to say no and have him feel the pain she went through all these months. But the pull of James and his love was too strong. "Of course, I'd love to," she started and James looked like a he had won the Quidditch Cup, "but," his face fell, "it has to be a secret, at least until summer."

His features showed excitement once again, and he started to grin like a bloody idiot. "Oh come here," Lily said, kissing him deeply.

He's my bloody idiot now, she thought happily.

A/N: sorry about this, it's kind of crappy. But I had a band concert tonight (I play flute), and I got home a little late.