Wow...I haven't written anything for so long. I'm kind of brain dead at the moment in regards to writing. The only reason I can post this is because I wrote it a while ago and just finally typed it out. I think it's kind of lame too...so I'm sorry.
"Mr. Potter, would you kindly refrain from lusting over Miss Evans in class?"
James blinked as Professor McGonagall's voice broke through his thoughts. "What?"
The class broke into quiet snickers and James turned his eyes from the now bright red Lily Evans to his Transfiguration professor.
"It would be more pertinent for you to be paying attention to the lesson, I think," admonished McGonagall.
"Maybe it would, Minnie, but I find Evans to be much more fascinating," James said with a grin.
"Detention," McGonagall said sternly, "and go now to see the Headmaster. I'll be there after class to decide a more long term punishment."
James got up from his chair, but he wasn't worried. He could take detention and anything else McGonagall threw at him if it meant seeing Lily blush.
As he left the class, he winked at her, and Lily turned a red that would rival a lobster.