A/N: I've got a bunch of good ideas but for some reason when I put them into words they just seem like utter crap, so I'm going with this one that just came to me out of of no where. If you've got any good flavor suggestions, please feel free to offer them up.

Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans

six: cheese

He loves her because she smiles.

She smiles often, and her big cheesy grin stretches across her face and lights up the room. Her mouth opens and her teeth show and her eyes twinkle just a little too brightly.

He has never seen anything more beautiful in his life.

Everytime her lips start turning up at the corners, and her cheeks turn that unique shade of maroon, he feels something in his chest. It clutches at his heart and it hurts but it feels good and he wants to make her smile and laugh all her life, just because it gives him that feeling.

And when that smile starts to vanish, when there are only broken shards of her laughter left in the world, he does not think he can ever be truly happy again.

He tries to be because she's Lily Evans and she needs his happiness like he needs her happiness, but neither of them are really happy; so they play their ridiculous game of pretend together and, even if it could be the death of him, he loves her for it.