Yay, update :) I'm happy with myself. I just wrote this up in, like, ten minutes. I started University today...it's gonna be intense, I think. And I'll probably actually have work, which hasn't happened in years (haha). So if I don't update very soon, I'm sorry. I'll try to think of things though! Anyway, enjoy and review!
Lily stares at herself in a mirror fogged with steam from the scalding shower she had just stood in. She notices every little flaw; every imperfection of her skin, every asymetrical curve of her body, every oddly curled piece of hair. She hates it. She hates that she can pick out all these flaws, and then, when she looks at herself as a whole, the problems add up and they're all she can notice. She knows it's vain and stupid and that she shouldn't be paying so much attention her appearance, but she can't help it. Maybe she shouldn't read Witch's Weekly anymore.
She gets dressed, displeased with her imperfect jeans and burgundy long sleeve. She brushes and dries her hair, annoyed by the weird kinks. She doesn't even look at her face again, knowing that the blemishes and the spattering of freckles would drive her insane.
She walks down the stairs of her dorm to the Gryffindor common room where James sits, reading his potions textbook with a look of absolute boredom on his face. She hates how perfect he always looks. Hair perfectly messy, jeans fitting like they belong on him, skin free of marks or freckles. She hates it.
When he looks up from his book and sees her standing there, however, she can't miss the look of pure joy on his face. She may as well be an angel, she muses. He drops the textbook, gets to his feet and closes the gap between them, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Then, with three words, he washes away any and all insecurities she had. Three words and a spark of undeniable love in his eyes.
"You look beautiful."