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James Potter looked up at Kellynch Hall, growing more and more nervous by the minute. Somewhere in there, Lily Evans was waiting to embark on what James planned on being the adventure of her life.

That is, if she'll even talk to me.

He took a snow shovel out of his backseat and began clearing the path to Kellynch Hall.

James was halfway up the staircase when he realized he didn't know exactly where Lily lived. First floor, second, third? With about thirty rooms per floor, he'd be knocking for hours. He didn't even have a phone number to reach her at. Fortunately, James ran into Alan McKinnon sitting on the dorm's staircase, reading a book.

"Hey, Alan. What are you reading?"

"The Tales of King Arthur. It's Marlene's favorite book, and I nicked it when she and Lily kicked me out of their room."

Of course! I'm an idiot! Marlene boards with Lily, and she's in Aviation with me. I should have called her.

"I'm taking Lily home for the holidays. Can you tell me which room's hers and Marlene's?"

Alan cocked an eyebrow and grinned at James. "Taking her home with us for the holidays, are we? That's a bit presumptuous, considering she hates every fiber of your being."

"You-agh- that's not what I meant- you prick!"

Alan stood up, laughing. "They're on floor three, second door on the right." He clapped James's shoulder. "Have a happy Christmas, James."

"You too, mate."

Every step nearer to Lily's dorm room set him more and more on edge. Hey, it's not like she can hate you more than she already does. He didn't even remember knocking on the door, but suddenly, a young blonde lady was buzzing around him.

"Hey, James! Thank you so much for taking Lily with you…"

Marlene probably kept talking, but James was flooded with a feeling he knew very well, an emotion he felt every time he was around one Lily Evans. She looked at him with emerald eyes, eyes so stunning and unique no one could forget them.

It was his freshman year of college, sitting with Remus in psychology, waiting for class to start. He caught his first glance of her when she was mid-laugh, eyes sparkling with merriment, giggling with a greasy-haired boy that James hated instantly.

James didn't listen that class, and he barely heard Remus teasing him about it later, his head full of dark red hair and green eyes.

"..she's been really stressed about it the last few weeks, and we were starting to think she might have to stay home for the holidays…"

It was his sophomore year of college, and he was standing behind Snivellus, laughing as he watched the boy fall into the lake. While he thought it was a good prank, he felt his heart sink as Lily shouted obscenities towards him while she hauled Snape out of the water.

"…you're a lifesaver, honestly, taking her with you at the last minute…"

It was his junior year of college, and he was dancing with a girl he barely knew, a girl he barely cared to know, watching Lily as she smiled at Snape, brushing her hair off her shoulders. Oh, how he wished it was him she was smiling at, and him whose ear she whispered in…

"…and I'm sure that she's so grateful for you being so flexible…"

It was the end of his junior year of college, and he was trying to coax her out of a tree in the commons where she was crying over Snape's betrayal. She whispered for him to go away, but he stayed there all night until he would let her take her back to Kellynch. She left for home the next day.

"…make sure you call so Alan and I know you're safe, and I hope you two have a wonderful trip!" Marlene kissedLily goodbye and gave James a quick hug, then all but pushed the two out of the room.

Pull yourself together, James! "Good evening, my Lily-blossom! Are you prepared to embark on an adventure of epic proportions!"

Lily scowled at him. "First of all, I am not your Lily-blossom. Secondly, adventures take months and months. Our trip isn't going to last that long."

James wiggled his eyebrows at her. "That's what you think." He set of down the hall at a brisk pace, smirking as he heard Lily cursing at him.

"James Potter, don't you dare!"

"Evans, would I really do something like that?"

"Yes!"

"My darling flower, I resent that you have such little faith in me!"

"And that is completely justified!"

"Ah, here she is."

The two stood in Kellynch's doorway, looking at a battered old minivan- James with pride, Lily with disdain.

"You have got to be kidding me."

"Hey, don't offend poor Bertha! She barely breaks down! Okay, she breaks down sometimes. Okay, she breaks down-"

"Stop right there, I don't want to know." Lily said, looking vaguely sickened.

James smiled at her. "Let me take your luggage, Your Majesty," he said with a bow.

Lily rolled her eyes, but he thought he detected a trace of a smile as she gave him her purple suitcase and climbed in the van.

James packed it in the trunk with a smile.

I've got hope yet.