It was History of Magic, and Lily had read ahead in the chapter, so she figured it wouldn't be too much of a drawback to take a break.
She looked around at the class; only a select few were actually paying attention to Binns. Most were just whispering amongst themselves.
The exception to this general whispering was the Marauders. They sat a few rows behind Lily, talking loudly (compared to the whispers) and throwing things.
Sirius had bewitched a straw to shoot sticky spit balls, and a lot of the class was already covered with them, unable to pull them off. James was turning what looked like a Fanged Frisbee over in his hands, obviously debating whether or not he was going to throw it.
Lily sighed and tore a piece of parchment off her mostly black notes sheet. On it, she wrote, Don't. You'll get detention.
She rolled it up into a ball and threw it at James, hitting him square in the nose.
He blinked, picked it up from the desk where it had landed, then looked over and grinned at her. She rolled her eyes and turned back to face the front. A few seconds later, her parchment ball hit her in the back of the head.
Want to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?
She shook her head, an image of James's grinning face forcing its way unwillingly into her mind. She couldn't help but think about how ridiculously attractive he was; must have been all that Quidditch.
She stared at the paper, wondering, Why not? Why shouldn't I just say yes? He's asked me so many times, and been so patient, maybe I should say yes for once.
She picked up her quill and, after a moment's hesitation, wrote the single word. Yes.
Lily rolled the piece of paper back up and turned in her seat. James was looking at her expectantly. She tossed the ball lightly at him.
And, as she left the classroom an hour later, James was still smiling.
I like the end of this one, it made me smile. What do you think? Review!