A/N: Finally we have come to the end of this tedious story! This one is really, really short, and actually I think kind of soppy and cliché-y romantic, but I felt like it, okay? Sorry if it kind of ruins it. Enjoy!
"Do you want pumpkin juice?"
"Erm, no. Water's fine," Lily replied.
Almost a year had passed since Lily had found out the truth. James really hadn't been truly sorry. In the end, he just wanted her to himself. She'd felt sick for days after, unable to believe that she had actually began to think that James had changed, and that she had began to trust him. She had almost lost everything she'd had with Sev, and that too made her feel sick. But everything was fine now.
Since that day, James had made himself scarce around Hogwarts. He'd dropped out of lessons that he shared with both Lily and Snape, if he ever passed them in the corridor, he'd look to the floor and hurry past. He'd finally been put in his place. Lily didn't have to worry about him anymore, and from what he'd heard, he'd recently gotten himself a girlfriend. She scoffed when she heard this, because it proved even further that Potter was just a selfish control freak. She didn't care who he dated. She had Sev now, and nothing was going to change that.
Now they were sitting at breakfast together in the Great Hall, minding their own business, and neither could be happier. Snape had always known that somehow, he would be with Lily. In a way, although he loathed him, he was thankful to James Potter, because his meddling had really tested their feelings for each other, and they had turned out to be strong enough to withstand everything.
Lily was fiddling the gold necklace that Severus had given her. After all the drama had died down, she'd finally managed to find out why he'd bought it for her, and she remembered the conversation well.
"I bought it when I first decided that I wanted us to be more than friends," He began. "I told myself that if we managed to have a stable relationship, I'd give it to you… as a promise." That was Lily's favourite part: a promise.
"A promise that I'll only ever love you, and that you have only ever and will ever be the girl for me, Lily. And… and a promise that someday, I want to marry you… I thought a ring was a bit stupid, cause we're so young, but… I want you to know how much I care, and that we actually are meant to be together."
A/N: Es finito! That's it. Done, finished, nada. Really soppy, right?