Snow
The wind was whipping snow around his head in clever spirals, perhaps hoping to dissuade a certain Mr. James Potter from his current course.
He had been planning this battle ever since she had agreed to leave the Tower with him.
She happened to be sporting long red plaits under a homemade Gryffindor hat.
And upon further inspection, she had also suddenly disappeared from behind her makeshift snow fort.
Swallowing roughly, James turned around with unexpected vigor and threw his last handcrafted snowball at his target.
Dancing around it like a wood nymph, Lily Evans returned the favor.
Clearing the snow off his glasses, James spied her messy red plaits, her freckled cheeks red with cold. And he saw the hopeful smile spreading across her face.
This time, it was James that returned the favor.
This is supposed to be before they started dating... but after they've become friends. Sorry I've been away for so long! I hope you all had a VERY Merry Christmas!