Tea
"Hello, Lily."
She glanced up quickly to meet his hazel eyes before immediately lowering her gaze once more.
"James."
There was a bit of an awkward silence.
"Erm..." James seemed to be debating his next move. "I erm... that is, what I mean to say is – here. This is for you."
She raised her head just in time to see him shove a teacup out in front of him. Slowly, Lily loosened her grip on her quill, closed her book, and reluctantly took hold of the handle.
During this process, her fingertips gently grazed his thumbs.
His head shot up, meeting her shocked eyes.
As he quickly shuffled back to his mates, Lily decided that she quite liked the red flush that had appeared in his cheeks.
But she really changed her mind about James Potter when she realized that the hand that had touched him was still tingling.
Guh. I loathe writer's block. Sorry for those of you who've been keeping up with this story! I feel wretched.
I figure Harry's initial awkwardness with girls had to come from somewhere. And we all know that James couldn't have been completely charming 24/7. So this is my take on when Lily changed her mind about James.