The Notebook

Friday, October 7^th

Dear James,

I don't really know if you’ll ever read this or not, but… Today, I realized for the first time how much I like you. I don't know how I never saw it before… I guess it’s because you‘ve always been very persistent about driving me mad and pulling pranks on me. Why do you do that? Is it for attention, maybe? Because if you are worried that I don‘t notice you, you're wrong… I think about you a lot.

Especially at night, just before I fall asleep. Is that why I dream about you so often? I had a dream just two days ago. Does that mean I‘ve liked you a long time? I don‘t really know…

In fact, you asked me just yesterday if I‘d go to Hogsmeade next week with you… I‘m sorry I said no. I didn‘t even stop to think about it, did I? I‘m just so used to telling you no, maybe that‘s why I do. It's not that I don‘t like you, because I really do.

A few weeks ago, I overheard someone saying something about the two of us getting together and I tried to act mad, when really, I sort of liked the idea… Since then, every time anything is said about us, I get embarrassed and blush. This morning when you came down to breakfast, I saw another girl go up and talk to you… Let’s just say I didn’t like it in the least. I watched you with her for a few minutes, not knowing that the entire time my friends were talking to me until Emily said, “You could take her, Lily… and if you can’t, I’ll be right there.” When I looked at her, they were all grinning at me… I don‘t know how or why, but it was then that I realized just how much I like you. Why did it take me so long?

I‘m sitting in the Gryffindor Common Room right now, in my favorite chair- you know, the one that no one else will sit in just because they know it's mine. You walked up to me, grinning in that charming way only you can, and tried to read what I’m writing. I think you‘ll read this someday, just be patient.

Since I won’t let you read, you just slide into the armchair next to mine. Your hair is really messy, as it always is, and you keep running your hand through it. Merlin, I love it when you do that. I know I’m always yelling at you to stop, but please don’t. You wouldn‘t be you if you didn‘t mess up your hair.

You're still staring at me, with those beautiful hazel eyes of yours. And it’s only making me wish more than ever that I could tell you everything I think about you, but I can‘t.

Not that I don‘t want to, because really, I do. Its just that... Sometimes I wonder if you only ask me out because I‘m the one girl who won‘t go with you, or because you‘re so used to asking… or it‘s a joke… or you‘ve got a bet with one of the other Marauders… or that you- Okay, I know, I need to stop now.

I just looked up and you are talking to a girl that walked up to you. Oh…She‘s sitting on the arm of your chair. Her name is Ashley and she‘s a sixth year. I‘ve talked to her a few times, but I never really liked her much, and I especially don‘t now.

I don't want you to think I’m horribly possessive, because I’m not, or that I expect you‘ll wait for me forever, because I don’t. You don't even know that I like you yet. I only hope you don't hate me for constantly refusing you. don't think I get jealous over a lot of things, either... I usually don't.

I just didn't want to see you with her… You can do so much better.

So I left Gryffindor Tower to go up to my room. The one that is right next to yours, along with our Common Room and our bathroom. I'm so glad that we are this year's Heads. I love how hard you try to do everything right. I can always tell when you’re concentrating really hard; you frown a tiny bit and bite your bottom lip... I‘ve noted a lot of your little habits like that lately.

Tomorrow morning I know you're going to get up early because of your Quidditch game and I'm positive you're going to be wonderful. You always are, you know.

Much as I hate to, I'm going to go to bed now. But don't worry, I'll leave my door open just a bit, so that I can hear your quiet snores when you go up to bed, as I know you are going to do sometime soon.

Good night James,

Lily

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Friday, October 14^th

Dear James,

I woke up this morning not feeling very well… I was tired because I stayed up last night trying to finish homework. I woke up late so I didn’t have much time to fix my hair or anything, and by the time I got downstairs for breakfast, there weren’t any seats by my friends, and there was absolutely no bacon left. I have to have bacon in the morning- I look forward to it from the second I wake up.

I was late to Divination, and I was assigned extra History of Magic homework. Then, at lunch, I remembered I hadn’t practiced that new spell for Transfiguration. Arithmancy was all right, but none of my work was up to my usual standard.

Out of all this, you’d think I would have been positively exhausted and snappy by dinner, wouldn’t you? But I wasn’t…

Why?

Because this morning, you told me you liked my hair, of all things. Even though it looked seriously neglected. I guess I just needed the compliment… But I wanted to thank you, even though I already did. You don’t know how that simple little sentence changed my day. So thanks.

It didn’t even bother me after you left when Sirius said it was ‘all a matter of opinion.’

I can hear you singing from the bathroom. I can’t tell what song it is, but I think its kind of cute that you like to sing in the shower… I do all the time.

Right, well, I’d better go finish my extra homework so that I don’t have another day like today… Hope you have sweet dreams tonight. I know I will, because I’ll be dreaming of you.

Always,

Lily

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Tuesday, October 18^th

Good morning, James!

Today we are going to meet for a Head meeting and I can't wait. At dinner, Professor Dumbledore is going to announce the Halloween Ball… We‘ve been planning it for weeks now... I wonder why he decided to wait until we only have two weeks left until Halloween to tell the school? Don't worry, though. Our ball is going to be wonderful.

This morning, you woke up earlier than you usually do… I think you're still very excited about winning the Ravenclaw game last Saturday. I told you you’d do well... You scored most of the points… I was watching you the entire time like I said I would.

The sun hadn’t even risen yet when you woke up, but I still beat you to it. I was in our Common Room, reading a book when I heard you get up.

I heard you in your room for a few minutes before you drug in here. Your hair was everywhere, your glasses were sideways, your eyes were only half-open. You walked in, and I had to try my hardest not to laugh when you saw me. Your eyes flew open, and you grinned.

Of course you wanted to know what I was writing, but I couldn't tell you. I did tell you that you’d know someday. I hadn’t even really meant to, but it made you smile in a curious way, so that's okay. Your smile brightens my day.

Even if you told me how weird I was right after that.

You just left to do something or another, but that's all right. It’s leaving me the time to write to you in here. But I think I'll go wake Emily now. She won’t get up in time for classes, if I don't.

After that, we’ll go down to breakfast, which is good, because I'm very hungry as it is.

Then we all have History of Magic and Divination.

It's going to be a very long day… But we still have our meeting to look forward to!

Yours truly,

Lily

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Tuesday, October 25^th

Dear James,

Do you know what happened today? Well, of course you do! Just humour me. You asked me to the Halloween Ball… Can you imagine my answer?

I was a little nervous when you asked me… Well, maybe it was a lot… Okay, I was positively terrified… You had this determined look on your face, like you were going to keep asking me until I said yes… Then you looked quite taken aback when I smiled up at you and said, ‘Sure… I'd love to.’ Then you looked confused… Then happy. I don't think I’ve ever seen you grin so much. I thought I liked it before, now I know I do. I wish you could have seen the look on your face… I'll never forget it.

It was breakfast when you asked, so naturally, the entire hall buzzed for minutes after I said yes. Everyone was surprised… Especially when I came and sat with you and your friends after you asked me.

Classes weren’t much fun, but every now and then, I caught you staring at me, and instead of taking away points, or something stupid, I smiled back. Every time I saw you staring, my cheeks got hot… and every time, they grew hotter, and hotter, until I'm sure they were crimson.

At lunch, everyone stared again when I took the seat next to you, but I hardly paid attention. You positively glowed with pride the entire time. Though at first, I think you were a bit shocked that I'd accepted. I hope you were glad, though.

The moon is getting bigger. It looks beautiful outside my window… It's floating above the Hogwarts grounds, with an odd mist hanging around it.

As we are the Head Boy and Girl, we're going to have to start working like mad on the Halloween Ball. We did have to fight hard to talk Professor Dumbledore into letting us have one this year, didn’t we? We're allowed to get out of lessons next Tuesday, so we can decorate and put the finishing touches on everything… Then we get the entire night together. This weekend is the Hogsmeade trip. I’ve already got the perfect outfit picked out for the ball- I'm going to buy it Saturday in Hogsmeade, so that I can look my best for you.

I really am glad you asked me.

Lily

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Monday, October 31^st

Dear James,

Well… Today is the big day! I can't wait to see everyone’s faces when they see how we did the decorations… And I really can't wait to go with you.

We get to open the ball and start the first dance after dinner… Won’t it be fun? I had a lot of fun today working on the ball with you. I’m glad Dumbledore offered us the extra time.

I'm sitting on my four-poster right now, wearing my dress for the ball. I'm glad we chose for everyone to wear costumes. I think you’ll like mine. Do you remember those muggle plays we studied for a week at the beginning of this year? I'm one from one of them… Only you’ll have to guess which I am when I see you. I remember you were the one who had to give a speech on this particular Shakespeare play… So I chose a character from it. It also happens to be my favourite play ever.

My dress is white, and flowing, with a medieval type bodice. The neckline is square-cut… The sleeves are navy-blue velvet, fitted at the top, and curve out at the bottom… my hair is curly, but not because I wanted it to be… I tried to get it straight, but I don't suppose that many people will notice, will they? It’s up in a graceful bun, and I have white flowers tucked into parts of it.

I can't wait to see your costume… I bet you’ll look even more handsome than ever.

I can hear you calling me right now… You're ready to go down to the Hall. We are supposed to be there a bit ahead of everyone, anyway.

I just want to say that I'm really looking forward to spending the evening with you… Our first real date. Isn’t that exciting?

I promise I'll write more soon but for now, I have to go to you.

Always,

Your Lily

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Tuesday, November 1^st

Dear James,

Oh, wasn’t the ball beautiful? The decorations were a knock-out with the bats and the pumpkins… And the food was excellent. The dancing was fun, and the music was great, but to me, the best part was you.

I got back to my room last night and I couldn't sleep… I was so excited. The way you held me when we danced… It was so… so… right. I just felt like me in your arms… Like I’ve always belonged there and I always will. I can't really explain it... I just felt like the most important person in the entire world from the way you danced with me. I never knew that was possible…

Some of the songs we didn’t like, so we sat down with our friends, who had a table together, and we talked the whole time. That was fun, wasn’t it? I'm not sure what I like more- talking to you, and hearing you laugh, or dancing with you. I guess that as long as you're there, I'll have a good time.

But after the ball… I think that was my favourite part of the entire night. We walked up to the Head Common Room and we held hands the entire way… When we got up here, we just stared at each other, remember? Isn’t it funny how a minute can seem like eternity? Well, that minute was the longest I’ve ever felt. But then, you started to lean down… And we kissed. You’re a good kisser, too! Okay, look… I know this is kind of weird for someone my age… But I’ve never kissed anybody! You were my first… But I'm glad you were. I'll always remember because of that. Of course, I'll always remember it anyway, just because it was you, but it will just be extra special.

I was really surprised when I saw your costume. You chose a character form one of Shakespeare’s plays, too! Isn’t it funny how we did that?

But… Why did Remus leave so early? He left in the middle of the ball, he didn’t even dance with anyone! I hope he’s okay.

I started hearing your calm breathing long ago, so it must be getting late… I'll write more later…

Yours truly,

Lily Elizabeth Evans

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Wednesday, November 16^th

Dear James,

Filch almost caught us out of bounds tonight… After hours. I’ve never been anywhere I wasn’t supposed to be, either. Honestly… I was terrified. Or I would have been if you hadn’t been there.

We went up to the Astronomy Tower… just to look at the stars, honestly! I doubt Filch would have believed that… But whatever- (Isn’t that the best expression? I heard it from my American cousin this past holiday… they say it all the time over there.) I told you how pretty I thought the snow was and you said you could take me up to the tower… It was so beautiful up there, you know, the way the snow was falling… We were so close to kissing, when we heard a meowing around our feet. Mrs. Norris.

Do you have any idea how much I hate that bloody cat?!

Well, we ran… but Filch was close by- we could hear him muttering to his filthy cat… He almost caught us, too…

We made it all the way back up to our tower and had already collapsed onto the couch when I remembered something.

We’re Head Boy and Girl. We could have just been patrolling.

We laughed a long time over that… And that’s where we are now, curled up on the couch… You fell asleep about half an hour ago, and for a while now, I’ve been watching you. You smile when you’re sleeping, did you know that? And every so often, you sigh contentedly. I love to watch you sleep…

All right, well… I think I’d better go to sleep, too, or I won’t be able to get ready for Divination tomorrow. Hmm… Then again… Missing Divination wouldn’t be so bad, would it? Too bad I’m Head Girl.

Night, Dearest…

Lily

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Friday, November 25th

Dear James,

I think I fell in love you today.

I woke up with a rose on my pillow… I wonder who put it there? You did! I know it was you, because today is our one month anniversary. I’m so glad you remembered! Can you believe it’s only been one month since you asked me to the ball? I suppose time flies by when you’re in love.

Today, we went for a walk around the lake and you were just so sweet. You make me feel so important when I'm with you… I don't know how you do it. If only I knew that you loved me as much as I love you, I'd give you this book… I plan on doing it soon. Maybe I'll give it to you for Christmas?

After our walk, you took me down to the kitchens… I think you were a bit disappointed that I'd been there before. I'm sorry. I used the kitchens a lot back in 5^th year, with all our O.W.L’s. I imagine this year it’s going to be the same. I'm not really looking forward to the N.E.W.T’s.

Anyway, we went up to our Common Room and spent part of the afternoon there. I love being with you. I love everything about you... I love you.

You had Quidditch practice earlier, so you had to leave, and you just got back. we're sitting in the Common Room again, doing a couple essays. Well, you're doing essays. I'm writing to you… I like that much better, anyway.

You look exhausted, and I don't blame you. You were out at the pitch for at least three hours, and it looks like it may start snowing any minute now.

Do you remember the day we met? It was the first time either of us had been on the Hogwarts Express. Were you afraid of everyone as I was? I doubt you were, you acted so calm that day… I remember I was shaking when I first walked into the station, I'd only found out about wizards and spells and broomsticks a month before, you know… I was getting very anxious because I didn’t know how to get onto the platform... Then I saw that you had an owl and a trunk just like mine! Remember how I asked you and your parents to help me? I was so nervous.

Once I was on the platform, we got separated in the crowd… But just when I was close to tears, you came along and helped me. I couldn't carry my trunk onto the train… So you helped me. You were my knight in shining armour ( or the pair of jeans, and the t-shirt you were wearing). We took seats in the same compartment, then Sirius came along.

I was furious with him right off. I don't even remember what for... I think he called me ‘Red’ or something. I stormed out of that compartment so fast, I don't even think you saw me leave. that's when I met my best friend Emily.

I'll never forget that day. I can't remember if I ever told you thanks for helping me with my trunk, though… So just in case I didn’t… thank you. I'm sure I would've been hysterical before I got even halfway onto the train if you hadn’t helped me.

You just knocked your book off the table… You're asleep, arms folded on the table, resting your head on them. You're facing me, though, and your smiling.

I'm going to go put away your books, and take off your glasses, so that you can sleep. I'll go get us a blanket, then sleep right here next to you so you won't be alone... With love,

Your Lily

P.S. I wanted to tell you I think I will give you this book on Christmas for your present… I’m almost out of pages… but I’m not sure if that’s because I write big, or if its that there aren’t many pages. Maybe both? Well, only one month left…

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Tuesday, December 20^th

Dear James,

Today, after I tutored those fifth years in Charms, I went back to Gryffindor Tower, expecting to find you with the other Marauders… I did find you, but you weren’t with your friends. You were sitting on a couch off to the side, talking to a little girl in first year, Kambrie Alex… she was crying because she was here by herself for the holidays, and was lonely- you’d found her in the corridor earlier, and was still comforting her when I found the two of you. You looked so sweet, holding her, letting her cry into your shoulder. I watched you there for at least ten minutes, until someone came along, and told me I was blocking the portrait hole.

Well, I think I should go now, the two of us just got back from Gryffindor Tower. Kambrie asked us to stay with her until she fell asleep, and we’re going to get up early so we can check on her.

Goodnight, love…

“Your Lily-flower”

P.S. I love the nickname you made for me, too…

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Saturday, December 24^th

M dearest James…

Well… Christmas is almost here, isn’t it? I’m giving this to you in the morning, and to be quite honest, I’m a bit afraid… what if you don’t like it? I hope you do, but I have you another present just in case you don’t… I’ve changed my mind at least a dozen times as to whether or not I should give it to you… but I know I’m going to. In the morning, I think I’ll write one last thing to you, then send it over with an owl before the sun rises…

I hope it snows tomorrow, so we can go out in it- we haven’t gotten to all year, and as it’s Christmas, it would be the perfect time for snow, don’t you think?

My parents were a bit disappointed that I didn’t want to come home for the holidays this year, but told them I couldn’t leave Hogwarts this year… that I had to stay, and I’m glad I did, really.

I can hardly write, because I’m shaking so badly… I’m a bit nervous about giving this to you. I’m still worried you won’t like it… I think I’ve been pretty good about writing in it… I’ve already had to add the pages like I said I would.

Well, even though I’m too excited to sleep right now, I think I’ll go- I need to save the last page for tomorrow morning, anyway, don’t I? So I’ll say goodnight to you, love…

Lily

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Sunday, December 25^th

Happy Christmas, James!

Well, the day is here, whether I’m ready to give you the book or not! But I’m in such a good mood right now, I’ve assured myself you’ll like knowing my thoughts… or at least, I hope so.

Even though its early, I can hear you yawning- I had planned on sending this to you very early, but now, I think I’ll just wrap it and take it to you before you’re all the way awake… I don’t really want to get out- I’m tucked deep into my covers to keep away from the cold, but I think I’ll do it, just for you, as soon as I’m done.

I only want to say one more thing… every time you see this little black book, think of me… because I’m always thinking of you.

Now I’d better go before I change my mind again, and stay in these warm covers all day… Happy Christmas!

Loving you always,

Lily Elizabeth Evans

(A/N: Real fast, I just want to say that I’m sorry for any POV-related problems, like pronouns and stuff. At first, it was in the I form, as in Lily talking, but then I went through, because I didn’t like it, and changed it to the omniscient form or whatever it’s called. I’m not the best English-person, so you must excuse me! However, if there is anything that is seriously wrong, feel very free to leave a review, and tell me to fix it! Cause I will. Anyway, thanks! -Lils)

Two: The Surprise of all Surprises

“Hey, Lil. Have you seen Remus?”

“Oh, all the sixth and seventh year Gryffindor boys are out playing Quidditch.”

“Weird, isn’t it? Guess Dumbledore just felt like letting us out of school for a day. He’s off his rocker, he is.” Emma said with a laugh.

Lily smiled and tossed the letter from her sister carelessly away.

“What’s that?”

“Just a letter from Pet.”

“Bet that’s good news.” Emma said. Lily looked up at her and nodded sarcastically.

“Aren’t all her letters?” she muttered.

“Well, they- is that James?” she asked incredulously, staring out Lily’s bedroom window.

Worrying about her sanity, Lily slowly turned in her chair to see what Emma was goggling at... Sure enough, James Potter was grinning mischievously at her from her window... Even though her room was up in one of the highest towers that year...

Lily laughed in surprise and pushed the casement open. Leaning over her desk, she grinned disbelievingly at him. “What are you doing?” she asked, with amusement.

James's grin widened. “Come with me.”

“What do you-“ She stopped, eyeing his broom suspiciously. “But-“

“Please?” he pouted, putting out his bottom lip.

“I...” Lily’d only ever been on one broom- and only because she had to learn how to ride one in first year... She couldn’t even recall touching a broomstick since.

“I won’t let you fall, Lily.”

She opened my mouth to protest, but couldn’t. She could only curse James and his puppy-dog-eyes. She found it almost impossible to resist him when he made that face.

“And you won’t go too high?” she asked anxiously. He shook his head, and held out his arm.

“I won’t- come on! It’ll be loads of fun- I’ve been riding brooms since I can remember, Lil... I’ll be careful!”

She shot a nervous glance back at Emma, who smiled back. She turned helplessly back to James and grinned uncertainly. “All right...” She took his offered hand and scrambled up onto the desk, then out the window. James helped her onto the broom, in front of him, wrapping one arm protectively around her. “Okay- I’m already scared...” she muttered, eyes tightly shut. James chuckled and put his warm hand over hers.

“I love you, Lil.”

Carefully, she leaned back into him, looking up into his eyes. “I love you, too.”

He looked at her in disbelief... Okay, so maybe not disbelief, really, but shock. She’d never said it to him… But she meant it.

“You mean that.” He said quietly. Sometimes she got the impression he could read minds... Merlin, she loved him even more for it.

Lily nodded. “I mean it.”

She twisted around the best she could and kissed him tenderly on the lips, wishing this moment could last forever...

Even if it meant she would have to get over her fear of heights.

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Two weeks later, on their sixth month anniversary, James told Lily he had something exciting planned- and Lily, thinking he was going to lead her to a secret dragon, or a sleeping troll at the least, was a bit reluctant to follow him. He could only tell her she should trust him more.

“Where does this tunnel lead to again?” she whispered anxiously, trying to ignore the creepy feeling she got from the loudly dripping ceiling. Stumbling slightly on a rock, she pulled back on James’s hand, causing both to stop.

“You’ll see,” he said mysteriously, grinning at her over his shoulder. “What, don’t you trust me?”

“No, I trust you, it’s just that-“

“All right then!” He winked impishly and pulled her forward (somewhat reluctantly on her part...) again. “Not much farther, anyway... Ah- here it is!” He gestured toward a dark set of stone stairs that lead up- and out of sight.

It took nearly five minutes to climb all the way up to the top, where James pointed to a tiny sliver of faint light directly above their heads. “Here we are...” He let go of her hand and pushed up on the ceiling near the crack of light. Once the trap door was up, he jumped out lightly and held his arm down to help her up.

“This... This is Honeydukes!” Lily breathed, feeling much more impressed than she would have been with, say the dragon she’d expected. “We’re in Hogsmeade?”

“We sure are... Now- shall we, my lady?”

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They went to get a drink in the Three Broomsticks, where Madame Rosmerta served them a midnight snack (even though our pockets were bursting with Honeyduke’s best sweets) and free butterbeer. She said it was the least she could do. Lily imagined she was a bit happy that all four Marauders hadn’t been brought along- to wreck havoc on her pub.

After an hour or so, James decided it would be best to go back to the castle- they were half way down the second-floor corridor, when they heard a loud shuffle and a voice croak, “Where are they, my sweet?”

James spun around, staring down the corridor. “Filch...” he muttered, taking Lily’s hand.

“And it’s past midnight!” she said urgently, pulling him away from the sound of Filch’s muttering.

“Run!” James whispered as a door at the opposite end of the corridor flew open.

They sprinted up two flights of stairs, behind three secret tapestries, and behind a hidden suit of armor, hoping to get away from the wheezing caretaker. “That bloody cat!” James muttered as they rounded a corner. “It’s a curse to all of...”

“We’ve almost got them!” Filch wheezed from behind a cracked door to our left.

“Bloody hell!” James whispered, looking frantically over his shoulder. “Here!” He pulled her over to a door hidden in dark shadow- one Lily wouldn’t have even known was there if he hadn’t decided to drag her over to it. They squeezed into the tiny space- both thinking it must have been the smallest, darkest bloody closet in all of Hogwarts.

“Well... Maybe they went behind that tapestry of that fairy with gold hair, after all...” Filch muttered disappointedly. Lily put her ear to the door, listening. “We might still catch them...”

His rapid shuffling grew softer... and softer... Until the only sounds heard were each other’s rapid breathing.

“Think he’s gone?” Lily whispered. But at the same moment, she heard a dull thud and James’s muffled, “Ow! Bloody bucket... right in the way...”

“So that’s a yes?” she muttered sarcastically.

“If he didn’t hear that, he doesn’t deserve to find us...” James said- she could practically hear him grinning. “But let’s wait just another moment...”

Lily nodded and put her ear back to the door. Anything to ignore the fact that something (that something meaning James) extremely warm was pressed right up next to her side... And that James took one of her curls playfully between his fingers.

“How do girls get their hair so soft?” he asked.

Lily laughed. “Some people do actually take care of their hair, you know.” She felt him put one hand to his hair.

“I take care of mine!” he said defensively.

She reached up to put her hand on his hair, too. “I’m sorry. It’s the best hair I’ve ever seen.” she giggled.

He put his hands on her waist in response. “Lil- you’re amazing.” He bent down and kissed her softly on the forehead. “Really amazing.”

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As they walked into the warm common room, Lily looked sideways at James, smiling coyly.

“Er- James? I’ve realized something.” she laughed quietly.

James looked up curiously. “What’s that?”

“We’re Head Boy and Girl.” she said seriously.

“Erm... yeah. We have been all year...” James said with a slight grin. “Are you feeling all right?” he said after a pause.

Lily laughed quietly. “We didn’t have to hide from Filch- we could have said we were making our rounds.” James’s grin faded.

“I hadn’t thought of that.”

“What can I say? I’m the brilliant one.” she teased. James rolled his eyes and, with maturity beyond his years, stuck out his tongue.

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“James, I had a lot of fun tonight.” she said, snuggling closer into his arms. He gave her hand a light squeeze.

“Me too, Lil. Me too.”

She smiled, thinking it had undoubtedly been the best six months of her life- she’d never been as happy as she was since she said yes to James.

“James, I... I love you.” Lily said softly, making gentle circles on his hand with her thumb. He paused, then brought his hand to her face, turning it so that she had no choice but to look into his hazel eyes.

“I love you, too.”

Their eyes stayed locked for one brief moment before then, at the same time, leaned in a bit towards each other...

And everything was right in the world.

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Lily walked slowly down to the lake, watching the sun set in its streaks of fiery orange and yellow. She had homework- essays and reading for Potions, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts, but, as she liked to say, why do today what you can always put off until tomorrow?

She picked up that line off Sirius. Emma kept telling her that she was around the Marauders too much... Lily don’t think so.

She paused under the shade off the Marauders favorite beech tree. She’d always loved to watch the way the sun set over the lake...

“Hey, Lils.”

Lily looked over her shoulder at the sound of James’s voice. He smiled and sauntered up beside her. “Whatcha doin’?”

She gestured to the part of the lake where the light was reflected from the sun. “Isn’t it beautiful?” she whispered.

He nodded and wrapped one arm around her waist. She put her hand on his and carefully set her head back into his shoulder. “Did I tell you about the letter I got from the Ministry?” she asked calmly and tried her best not to look too excited- even though she knew she was about to burst with happiness.

“No...” he said slowly.

Lily smiled. “You won’t believe it...”

“I won’t if you don’t tell me,” he teased, poking her gently in the side... Earning himself a jab in the ribs.

“I got accepted into the Department of Experimental Charms training program I wanted in.” she said quietly.

James froze. “You got accepted!” she nodded. “That’s good, Lil! I’ll have to get the Marauders to help me help you celebrate.”

“Erm... I know how you boys celebrate- I’m not sure I want in on it!” she said playfully.

“Ah, fine. Don’t let me have an excuse for fun. But I’m happy for you, really.” He kissed her cheek.

She smiled. “What about you?” she asked.

“No, not yet.” He definitely sounded a bit disappointed.

“You’ll get your letter.”

“Oh, I know I will sooner or later- but whether or not it’s an acceptance or rejection letter is another thing.”

“You’ll be an auror, James. I have no doubt about it.” She started rubbing circles with her thumb on his hand.

He smiled like he did when he didn’t believe what she said, but was glad to hear it anyway. His eyes moved back out onto the lake, and he looked suddenly thoughtful, with a far-off look in his eyes. He stayed that way for a moment, then he smiled slightly.

“You okay?” Lily asked.

“I’m fine... Ready to go back to the castle?” He asked, eyes sparkling.

----

“So, I’ve been thinking, Lil.” James said unexpectedly, a few days later, as they were working on their homework. He tossed his quill back down on the table.

“What about?”

“Us.”

Lily looked up fearfully. ‘Us’ could only mean two things... Something really bad, or something really good. “Okay...”

“And since, you know, you’re going to be in London, for your Charms training, and I’m going to be in London for my Auror training-“

“You got your letter?!” she cried, all uncertain thoughts vanishing.

“Yeah- today, but that isn’t the point-“

“But- you got your letter! How can that not be important to you? I’m so happy, James! I told you you’d get it- if only you’d listened to me all along! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!” she said excitedly, sliding closer to him. “Congratulations,” She hugged him.

“I know, I’m happy, and it is awesome- but-“

“Hey, Prongs.” Peter threw himself into an armchair next to the fire.

“Back from your date?” James asked flatly.

“Yup.” He grinned, a dreamy look on his face.

“Good, good... But I need to talk to Lily, could we have a moment?” James said with a hint of impatience, looking around the empty common room. The only other person was a tired looking first year, who, at the sound of James’s voice, shuffled quickly toward the boy’s dormitories.

“Peter!”

“Oh, right...” he mumbled, picking himself up ff the chair.

“Prat...” James muttered, running a hand through his hair. “Anyway, what was I saying? Oh... Well, I was thinking that since we’re both going to be staying in London, it would be pointless for us to be living apart- we’re going to be heading off to the same place everyday, anyway- and this way, we could see each other more- that is, if you want to...” James said quickly. He stuttered a bit over his words, and kept running his hand through his hair... A sure sign to Lily that he was nervous.

Obviously, he‘d put a lot of thought into it... Lily had thought of it, entertained it briefly when James and she would talk about our futures. She knew deep down that she would like nothing better than to live with him while they did our Ministry training- she didn’t want to be away from him, either. Her parents probably wouldn’t like the idea, but she was not their little girl anymore.

Lily watched as James fidgeted nervously with a piece of string from the couch, waiting with bated breath for her answer. She was quite enjoying seeing him a bit uncomfortable. “I think it’s a great idea. I’d love it.”

He stared at her uncertainly, then smiled in relief. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

He grinned cheekily. “I love you more.”

“I love you more!”

“No, I love you more!”

----

A few weeks later, Lily sat up slowly in my four-poster, wondering what it was that had awaken her . Seeing nothing out of place, she threw back the scarlet covers and stretched her arms comfortably. She took a fresh change of clothes out of her trunk and tip-toed into the bathroom.

There wasn’t a need to be quiet, really, she was just used to it. On most mornings, she would get up as quietly as she could, so as not to bother James, in the next room over. But he had gone early that morning to Hogsmeade- said he needed to take care of some things with the Marauders. So she slept in as late as he could.

And no, she didn’t feel left out just because she hadn’t been to any Hogsmeade visits without James since they’d been together... She thought it was perfectly fine that he wanted to be with his friends. Completely. Entirely. No problem at all.

Maybe she did feel a bit left out- but it was only a bit! Or maybe more than a bit. “All right,” she muttered, “so maybe it was a lot- but what does that matter?

She thought it perfectly fine that she didn’t want to spend the entire day alone. Emma went on a date, with Merlin knows who- she wouldn’t even tell Lily.

After a quick shower, she walked back over to her four-poster, planning to pick up he room, then go down to the Great Hall for breakfast... That’s when she noticed a folded slip of parchment on one of her pillows.

Lily- I’m sorry I couldn’t go with you today- I wanted to, but the Marauders and I had to go look at some things. I promise I’ll make it up to you! I’ll see you tonight. Love, James

Lily sighed. ‘’Looks like it’s just going to be me and my potions book all day.‘’ Great.

----

“Why didn’t you go to Hogsmeade, Lil? It was a really nice day.” Emma said happily, sliding into an armchair next to her best friend.

Nice day, my arse!

Lily thought it was easy for someone to say that when they’d spent the entire day having fun in Hogsmeade, on a date... But for someone who had stayed in the Head Common Room all day, doing potions, it was quite the opposite.

“Hey, Lil. How was your day?” James said from somewhere behind her.

“Oh, it was wonderful.” she said.

Emma sat back in her chair, watching her though narrowed eyes, smiling slightly. That was her ‘thoughtful’ face.

“I brought you something.” He held out a large striped sack. Lily took it eagerly.

“Mm... Thanks, James.” she said, pulling out a slab of her favorite chocolate flavor- cherry-vanilla. “Yum.”

“Thought you might like that.” James grinned, sitting on the arm of my chair.

Emma laughed, and pushed herself out of her armchair. “I’ll see you at dinner.” Something in the tone of her voice told Lily quite clearly she knew she felt a bit left out.

----

“And then, she tried to blame it on me! It was so funny- you should’ve seen mum’s face...”

Emma laughed and pushed her Transfiguration book out of reach. “I’d forgotten we came in here to study...” she sighed.

“Aww- it can wait ‘til another day!” Lily yawned, pulling out another box of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans. She glanced up in time to see Emma giving her a funny look. “What?” she asked defensively, setting the box back on the table.

“Lily Evans- we have had N.E.W.T’s the last two days- we have them the rest of this week, and we have them four days next week! How can you possibly tell me it can wait to another day?”

Lily stared at her, quite taken aback. “Em- if we don’t know it by now, I doubt we’ll ever know it.” she argued.

“We’re graduating in a little over two weeks!” Emma said hysterically.

“And that’s only more of a reason to not keep our noses stuck in some old, musty book!”

She laughed as Emma rolled her eyes impatiently.

“That boyfriend of yours has had too much influence on-“

Everyone looked up in surprise as a loud burst of excited yelling came from somewhere in the direction of the boy’s dormitories. “Merlin, I’m glad someone is happy.” Emma said sarcastically.

Lily laughed quietly. The entire week, Emma had been in what Lily called her ‘Ultimate Study Mode.’ She had hardly had time for anything else. At first, it was a bit of a surprise to her, but she began to find it increasingly funny. Lily had always been more of the study type that Em- who was always the type to try and find any excuse not to study at all. Especially during O.W.L’s. Then, it was exactly the opposite.

Again, everyone looked up as loud footsteps sound on the stairs- someone running with the force of a rampaging hippogriff coming down from the boy’s dormitory. They all watched expectantly, until the Marauders came into sight, grinning- and looking extremely proud of something or another.

“Too much bloody noise! Lily- you’re Head Girl, can’t you enforce a little quiet?” Emma said irritably, giving Lily a pointed look. She ignored her and plucked absently at the feathery part of her quill, just to have something to do. Em watched her with a look disapproval for a moment before turning back to her book.

The Marauders made their way over to Emma and Lily, still smiling happily. “What are you all so happy about?” Lily yawned.

“What, can’t a guy just be happy?” James grinned, pulling a chair next to hers. The Marauders snickered.

“Hmm... One guy, yes. The four Marauders? That’s just suspicious.” she smirked at them over the top of her quill.

James laughed. “Wanna know what’s really suspicious?”

“What’s that?” she said with another yawn.

“Em is studying, you’re not.” He smiled innocently. “Anyway, the guys and I are going to go out for a bit... We’ll be back before our duties tonight, I promise.”

“Okay,” She took the tip of the quill and dipped it in Emma’s ink.

“I’ll see you tonight, love.” He leaned over and kissed her softly... Only to have it turn to a rather passionate- and lengthy kiss.

He smiled as they pulled apart- leaving Lily quite breathless, Emma looking up in surprise, and the Marauders laughing at some unknown joke. And as for him? He grinned arrogantly around the common room, of course. Lily found it rather funny, Em found it rather annoying.

“Mad...” Emma muttered. Lily smiled at her.

“Aren’t we all?”

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A few days later, Lily found herself walking up to Gryffindor Tower in search of James. Usually, they spent Saturdays with their respective friends, but that day, she just feel like being with him. She couldn’t find anything wrong with that. They did miss the last Hogsmeade visit together, after all. Besides, Sirius and Remus were in detention for ‘disrupting dinner’ and Peter was probably with his Hufflepuff girlfriend.... Em was off studying again.

“Raspberry Ice,” she said clearly to the Fat Lady in her pink dress.

“Oh, Bree- please tell me what’s wrong!”

Lily glanced around as the portrait hole swung open. Kambrie Alex- a small first year- was sprawled out on one of the common room couches, sobbing. Her best friend, Nora Thomas- a petite girl with short, bleach-blonde hair and bright blue eyes- was kneeling by the couch, stroking Kambrie’s long mass of black hair.

“Kambrie...” Nora sighed. “It’s okay...”

Lily joined them at the couch and gave Nora a small smile. Her big eyes looked exhausted and red- she looked like she was ready to fall upon the couch and cry herself to sleep. Seeing the girls sad and tired was a rare thing for Hogwarts- most nights you could find the two lively first years telling funny stories by the fire, or pulling ‘innocent’ pranks on people in the halls. Rumor was that the two could even rival the Marauders. Of course, the four seventh year boys found the idea extremely funny- they would laugh until they had tears in their eyes just at the thought.

She slid onto the couch next to Kambrie. “Kambrie, dear, it’s okay... Don’t cry...” Lily said quietly, pulling her into her lap. Nora smiled gratefully and sat back on her heels.

Kambrie sniffed loudly and looked up slowly at Lily. Her normally bright, sparkling gray eyes were dark and sad. She wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand and took a deep breath. She opened her mouth to say something, but once again dissolved into tears.

Nora sighed and frowned. “She keeps doing that,” she mouthed.

Lily nodded and pulled out her wand. Conjuring up a large mug of hot tea, she pulled Kambrie into a sitting position. “Here, drink this, Bree...” She handed it to her. Kambrie nodded and took a tiny sip, tears still falling freely down her cheeks.

“A letter came earlier for her... It was horrible looking, Lily.” Nora said sadly.

“It’s... there...” Kambrie whimpered, gesturing towards a dark envelope on the floor. Nora picked it up slowly, pulling out an even darker slip of parchment with a short paragraph written in spiky letters of silver ink.

Lily watched as Nora read the letter quickly, then looked up fearfully at Kambrie, her eyes full of tears. “Bree...” she whispered, looking very pale.

Feeling a fresh wave of tears coming, Lily took the empty mug and set it on a nearby table. Nora turned her worried eyes to her, mouth wide open. “Vold... He-who-must-not-be-named...killed... all of- Kambrie’s family...”

Lily felt a horrible sinking in the pit of her stomach. Why Kambrie?

----

Lily heard someone take a deep breath, like they were sighing, but didnt bother opening her eyes to see who. She thought it was probably Emma- she had a habit of leaving her dormitory and coming up to Lily’s room. She said Lily’s mattress was fluffier than hers. Heh, guess that’s what she got for always telling her the new passwords.

But one single ray of light was shining right on Lily’s face.

She left her eyes closed and tried to stretch out her legs, like she did every morning... But something stopped her... Something under her legs...

Lily opened my eyes, thinking she must have fallen asleep on the common room couch the night before, with Kambrie... She cried herself to sleep in Lily’s arms....

But she was at Lily’s feet, on the other end of the couch, and Lily? She was laying on James Potter’s legs... And he was smiling at her. “What are you smiling about?” she said groggily, closing her eyes again and snuggling closer to him.

“You’re beautiful when you’re sleeping.” he chuckled. She opened her eyes again and gave him a questioning look. “You fell asleep last night here, with Kambrie before I came back down from the Marauders dorm. I was going to wait here until you woke up, but I guess you never did... And I fell asleep, I suppose...” he said with a grin.

“Who opened that bloody window?” she groaned, putting her hand up to block the light. “And it’s only shining on me...” she muttered.

“Not much telling...”

“Well, come on. Will you help me take her up to her bed?” Lily asked, getting to her feet and stretching properly.

“Anything for my Lily, no?”

“Anything at all.”

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“Are your parents here yet?” James asked.

Lily looked up at him with a sad smile. “They aren’t coming.”

“But- I thought-“

“I know- me too. They wanted to, but they can’t make it...”

“I’m sorry, Lil...” His hand found hers.

She did want her parents to see her graduate. Well, really, at Hogwarts, there isn’t a graduating ceremony, like muggles have, there is just a feast. But she’d still always dreamed of that day. Now that it was there, she was a bit disappointed.

She looked around the crowd, watching the people she’d spent the last seven years of her life with. Everyone was smiling- congratulating each other. Lily pulled her wizards hat back onto her head, trying to smile.

“James?”

James and Lily turned their heads to look at a tall witch with short brown hair. “Mum!” he smiled. She wrapped her arms around him, giving him a warm hug. Lily tried to slip away, not wanting to interrupt the ‘family moment’ but James reached out and took her hand, pulling her back over to his mother, as an even taller man with dark, messy hair just like James’s walked up behind her. “Dad!” So that’s where he got the messy hair… Thought Lily.

James and Mr. Potter‘s faces cracked into identical lopsided grins. Guess that’s where he got the grin, too.

“Mum, dad, this is my girlfriend, Lily. Lil- this is my mum and dad.”

“Nice to meet you,” she said nervously.

“You too, dear. We’ve already heard much about you.” Mrs. Potter said with a smile. Lily shot an uneasy glance in James’s direction.

“Good things, Lil.” He laughed.

“So, James, how are things going?” Mrs. Potter asked pointedly. James’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink and he looked quickly at Lily.

“Just about perfect... Especially tonight.”

Lily, feeling quite left out, watched the looks James and his father were exchanging. She felt very left out... So she turned her attention to the front of the hall, where Professor Dumbledore had just joined the other professors at the table.

“Are you going...” Mr. Potter began, but trailed off, as he too noticed the Headmaster waiting for silence.

Lily saw James nod quickly. Professor Dumbledore held up his hands to the crowd across the hall. “May I have your attention please.” It wasn’t a question.

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*****

“Did you see that?!”

“Wow! What a way to start the term! That was brilliant- wish we’d thought of it!”

“Lily- are you all right?”

Lily slowly turned her eyes to her new friend, Emma Morgan. “Em... What just happened?” she asked in a frightened voice.

“You fell out- and something long and gray pushed you back in!” Emma said breathlessly.

“It happens ev’ry now ‘n then, little miss. I’s nothin’ to worry ‘bout!” the tall man named Hagrid called over his shoulder from the boat in front of them.

“It was weird!” Emma said.

“It was cool!”

Emma and Lily turned to look at the two boys that had followed them into their boat. One had long, dark hair that fell into his dark gray eyes... The one that had the nerve to call Lily ‘Red’ on the train that afternoon. The other boy- was the one that helped her get her trunk onto the train- had black hair that stuck up in just about every direction and hazel eyes that were twinkling at her.

“How’d you do that?” he asked incredulously.

Lily raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Er... why would anyone want to fall into a lake? It’s a bit chilly- do you fancy riding boats while you’re soaked in cold water?”

The messy haired boy stared back, his face blank. “You are.” He said simply after some time. The boy next to him snickered.

Lily frowned at the pair of them, unsure of how to treat their kind of behavior. “I don’t know how I did it- I guess I just fell out when I was looking at the castle.”

He nodded. “I didn’t introduce myself on the train, did I? I’m James. James Potter.” He said, holding out his hand.

She took it suspiciously. “Lily Evans.”

“Charmed.” He said without taking his eyes off hers... Or moving his hand. She tried to pull her hand back, but he tightened his grip. “Absolutely charmed.”

“I’m sure you are.” she said bravely, staring right back.

He grinned and tilted his head to the side a bit... Still having a firm hold on her hand.

“I’m Sirius Black!” said the other boy. He was grinning, looking between James and Lily. He shared a knowing look with James, whose grin widened. Lily sighed and turned with pleading eyes to Emma- to find her smiling mischievously, too.

He still had her hand in his.

*****

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Everyone in the hall clapped as Dumbledore took his seat again. Lily sighed and leaned back a bit in her seat. Finally... She admired the headmaster, she really did, but sometimes, she thought it best just to sit down and shut up, to put it bluntly. At the Graduating Feast every year, several people made speeches- Dumbledore, the Heads of the Houses, the Head Boy and Girl... But when the headmaster got up there and blubbered for five minutes straight, Lily found it a bit hard to pay much attention. Of course, since it wa Professor Dumbledore, everyone was actually trying to listen- but it was just hard to, sometimes. At least he was the last one to do his speech.

Lily looked over at James as they made their way down from the Platform at the front of the Hall, toward their table. As she watched him, he looked up at Sirius and Remus and grinned. Halfway to their table, he put his hand on her arm, pulling her to a stop.

“Let’s go for a walk, Lil... Please?” he put out his bottom lip in a pleading way. Sometimes Lily thought he could be too bloody adorable.

“Sure,”

Emma smiled at Lily as the couple got nearer to the door. “Your speech was great, Lil!” she called. “I was actually able to listen to it all!”

“Thanks, Em.”

James reached over for her hand, entwining his fingers with hers... Trying to pull the attention back onto himself.

“They’re perfect for each other...” They heard Emma sigh. Mrs. Potter beamed at her son. They knew she was pleased that her son could find a match that even their friends adored.

Lily looked back over her shoulder and smiled. “So we’ve been told...” James chuckled.

“I don’t mind.” she said softly as they walked out into a large garden with live fairies lighting the walkways. James smiled at her over the top of his glasses, and began to fumble with something in the pocket of his dress robes.

“Do you remember the first time I asked you to go to Hogsmeade with me?”

Lily laughed. “Of course I do. It was just after your first Quidditch game. All the Gryffindors ran down on the pitch- and you came and found me.”

James nodded. “I’d been planning to ask you for ages- I figured that after the game was the best time... and I wanted to ask you before I changed my mind. I’ve never known a girl like you, Lily. No one has ever been able to make me speechless- no one has ever made me as nervous as you do... I could never love anyone like I love you.” He paused and kicked at the small rose bush in front of him. He stared at it and took a shaky breath before continuing. “And that day- in first year, after that Quidditch match, I was so nervous... Well, today is no different- except that it’s seven years later- we’ve practically graduated now, and it isn’t a date I want to ask you about...” Slowly, he turnd his beautiful (in Lily’s opinion) hazel eyes to hers. She watched him with bated breath as he put his hands over hers. “Lily, I love you- more than you’ll ever know- if you ever do one thing- just one thing for me, let it be this... Will you marry me?”

Lily bit her lip to keep from crying- and realized for the first time that a small black box was waiting, open, in his hands... And he was on one knee.

“James, I...” But she was unable to go on. She looked into James’s eyes... And he knew.

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Hope you enjoyed… don’t forget to leave a constructive/supportive/your thoughts on it review. Or a flame. Anything, really. *winks*

Btw… (Disclaimer) Don’t disclaimers get old to all of you? I never read them when I read other fics. So really, there probably isn’t anybody reading this, if anyone is like me, so I don’t know why I bother. Anyway, I DON’T HAVE A BOOK. Or five of them… *winks again*

Wednesday, January 26^th

My dearest Lily,

Today, I finished reading the diary you wrote me… And I can’t tell you how much I love it. I couldn’t have asked for a better gift- it’s perfect.

I knew the moment I read the last word that I was going to write to you in a dia- well, a journal also (I can’t write in a diary, how manly would that be?). I love knowing that I can look into the little black book and read and hear your thoughts… I thought maybe you’d like the same thing someday. I don’t know when exactly I’ll give this to you; I just know that I will.

I remember several times when I saw you writing in that book- and every time I did, I wanted to know what it was… But the most you would ever say about it was, “You’ll see… someday.” Do you even know how curious that made me? But I am glad that I had to wait- it was definitely worth it.

You know, one entry out of the entire book stood out to me… It’s definitely my favourite. On Friday, October 13^th, you told me how you had a terrible day- everything went wrong for you… You got up late, couldn’t find any bacon, got extra homework… Yet you were in a good mood- all because I complimented you. We were sitting in our Common Room together on the couch when I read that page… And it only made me love you more. I watched you for a while, as you wrote a letter to your family. Every now and then, you stopped and bit on the end of your quill, like you were deciding what to write next. When you finally looked up and saw me staring, you smiled that beautiful smile of yours and looked down at the black book in my hands. I think you liked to know that I was reading it, because you positively beamed at me.

I still find it hard to believe we’re together- not that it seems utterly impossible to me, it’s just that I can’t believe I have you. Does that make sense? I guess it’s just because I’ve liked you since the moment I first laid eyes on you… But I knew I could never have a chance.

Do you know that I was almost too afraid to ask you to the Halloween Ball two months ago? I can’t tell you now how glad I am… I thought I was dreaming when you really said yes- it even took a few moments for it all to sink in… Then all Heaven opened before me- Lily Evans had said yes! I remember my friends saying what a ‘miracle’ it was when I actually managed to get six detentions that week… Mainly from McGonagall and Murdoc, of course. I don’t think either professor has ever really taken too well to me… Or so they say. I bet they both think I’m one of their top students- they just don’t want to admit it.

Did I mention how good you look with that green streak in your hair? I think it was a nice Christmas gift from Sirius! It took him a lot of thought, too, and he didn’t even ask me for help! Not that I would have approved him giving you extra ‘Christmas Cheer’ (As he calls it,) while you were sleeping. I’m just saying it looks really nice…

And his silver hair? Classic. That was a really nice charm you did.

I’m going to have to write a long letter to my parents, since I forgot to do it yesterday- it is Christmas, after all. But I promise I’ll write back at my next chance…

Love,

James

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Sunday, January 30^th

Dear Lily,

Hasn’t this holiday been fun? I didn’t think we were going to have much snow, but on Christmas morning, we woke up and it was quite thick! We’ve been out in it everyday since. The other Maruaders and I were going to pull a few pranks on Snape, but you wouldn’t let us. Do you even know how good you are? Not a bad kind of good- I mean you make me wish I was more like you. I want to change for you. So I made the boys stop- even if it wasn’t anything that was going to leave a mark, or anything… For long.

Everyone is coming back tomorrow- then classes start on Monday. Every year, I wish the holiday was just a bit longer… But you know, I guess it’s plenty long… Even if I am getting used to staying up late with you in the Common Room, then getting up early again to see you for breakfast. I’m starting to get dark circles under my eyes, but that doesn’t matter… I’m with you. Sirius says I’m getting too girly. If I was too girly, would I be with a girl, though? I don’t think so. He just doesn’t understand- he’s never had a girl longer than three days, I don’t think. I’ve always kind of wondered if he was capable of having a girlfriend for more than a week without losing interest. He claims he gets ‘bored’ with most girls.

Of course I remember the first day we met! My mum was about to leave me at the barrier, when this ‘pretty girl with red hair came up asked us how to get onto the platform.’ (That’s how she described you to my dad later.) ‘I felt so sorry for her- she must have been muggle-born, because there wasn’t anybody with her… She was shaking so bad when she asked us, I almost gave her a hug,’ (Yeah, don’t ask me, it is my mum I’m talking about- she’s a real nut sometimes.) Anyway, I was speechless when I saw you… I think the very first thing I noticed about you were your eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen eyes so bright. You smiled at us and I knew I was already lost. Mum knew I had a thing for you right off; I could tell by the way she was smirking at me. You know that knowing grin your parents give you sometimes? The one that tells you they are reading you like an open book? Well, that was the look I was getting when I hurried onto that platform. I couldn’t find you in the crowd, so I set off, looking in every compartment… Then, in one of the last ones, I found you- you looked so adorable… You couldn’t get your trunk through the door, because of the step. But then that trunk is at least twice your size- I don’t know how you don’t ever get lost in it, just trying to pack.

We got our trunks onto the train- and found a compartment together. I could’ve sworn I heard angels singing when you asked if you could sit with me. I was just about to ask you the same thing, yet I was happy that you asked me first. We were actually getting on pretty well… Until Sirius had to walk in.

He grinned at me the second he stepped over the threshold of the compartment and I knew he was going to mess something up for me. And he did.

He called you ‘Red’… then wanted to know what he’d done wrong. I was in the process of strangling him when I realized you’d left. He did not have a fun trip to Hogwarts that year.

Right, well, I think I’d better go to bed, as it’s almost midnight and I tucked you in nearly an hour ago…

Night love,

James

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Thursday, January 13^th

Lily,

Today, you got a letter from your family… And it wasn’t the happiest news. Not that anyone is hurt, they’re all just fine… But since Petunia has been engaged for two months now, she feels it’s ‘high time to get married‘ as she wrote it. Her and that… Vernon… beef. That’s our nickname for him. You described him to me- and I don’t like the sound of him at all… I only hope he and Petunia go far, far away when they get married. I don’t even see why they are getting married, they only met last May! That isn’t even a year… And her wedding is in two weeks.

At least your parents said you didn’t have to go since you’re in school… I don’t think I could handle having you gone, even for just a day.

Sirius is leaning over my shoulder, reading what I’m writing. He says I’ve gone all mushy… Which is fine, because at least I have a girl.

Oops… He read that too. I think I’d better go, before he blows this up, or something…

Love,

James

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Tuesday, January 25th

Lily dear,

Three months. Three months! Can you believe it’s only been three months? I can’t. It seems like we’ve been together forever.

Today, we snuck out to Hogsmeade… It was fun. We went to the Three Broomsticks, where you nearly had a heart attack because you thought we’d get in trouble. But you shouldn’t worry, I love you too much to get you caught.

Today was also the first time you told me you loved me.

I know you wrote in the book and everything, but it still felt good just to hear it. I can’t explain the feeling I got when you said those three little words. My heart nearly exploded, I felt light-headed, my knees grew weak, and I almost fainted. All in a good way, of course.

But I’m going to call it an early night, just so I can see if I’m already dreaming. If I fall asleep now, I could be falling asleep in my dream, so the only way to know if I’m dreaming right now is to ‘fall asleep’ and wait until morning… Then I’ll know.

Hmm… I’m not making much sense… But can you blame me?

LILY EVANS TOLD ME SHE LOVES ME!!!!

Sorry, I just had to get that out…

Goodnight Lily-Flower, I love you,

James Potter

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Sunday, January 30^th

My dearest Lily,

It fully dawned on me today how close the day is that we graduate. We only have a few months left- can you believe it? A little under five months, to be exact. I really can’t see myself away from Hogwarts. I love everything about school here. Except perhaps the Slytherins, but I don’t think I need to go into detail.

I know I’ll miss no having you to wake me up almost every morning, especially when you wake me up with a kiss. That is the best way to wake up, you know.

I’ll miss eating breakfast every morning with you. I love it when someone gets the last of the bacon before you do, so you steal it off their plate… I love to hear you laugh when Sirius does something completely stupid.

I’ll miss walking you to class, sometimes carrying your books, then sitting with you. Have you ever noticed that our schedules are the exact same? It’s because way back at the end of second year, I sort of… borrowed your schedule plans from McGonagall so we’d have the same classes… Funny what a person will do for love.

I’ll miss cuddling with you while we do our homework, or just laze about after our lessons until dinner. I truly love that warm, comfortable feeling I get when you’re tucked safely in my arms.

I’ll miss tucking you into bed every night, with a kiss.

I’ll miss hearing you say ‘I love you’ just before you shut your eyes and drift away into sweet dreams… Hopefully ones about me.

I’ll miss the Prefect meetings that we have every Tuesday with all the Prefects. You’re usually the one who deals with all the ‘business’, so I just sit back and watch you.

I’ll miss that look you get when you’re really into what you’re saying; you get a sparkle in your eyes and your cheeks get flushed…

So really, I guess that when I say I’ll miss everything about Hogwarts, I mean that I’ll miss you. You are my everything, Hogwarts or not.

What do you think will happen to us after we graduate? I have no doubt you’ll get accepted into any of the ministry positions you want… You’ve always been brilliant, and you always will be.

I hope to get into Auror training- do you think I will?

The only thing I really know is that I want to still be with you after we graduate. Maybe we can get an apartment in London together, so we can be near the Ministry and still be together.

I can hear the Marauders in our Common Room right now… I’d better go stop them from making a mess.

Love,

James

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Wednesday, February 23^rd

Dear Lily,

Everyday that I spend with you just convinces me

Merlin, Prongs! What has gotten into you? Oh- Lily, I love you! Oh, Lily, take me I’m yours! Oh, Lily, I want you! Oh, Lily, I dream about you! Oh, Lily, come away with me! We can fly away after the next Quidditch match! Oh, Lily, why are you so beautiful.

Honestly, mate, she’s going to get light headed reading all this sentimental mush.

Oh, Remus, go bite yourself… Lily, I want to spend the rest of my life with you! All right, I give up. Oi, James! Just so you know when you read this, Moony and I used a permanent sticking charm on here! Courtesy of everyone’s favourite Marauders… Happy Birthday, mate!

Padfoot, you arse, it’s Wormtail’s birthday… And don’t think in terms of permanent… Think long lasting!

Sincerely, with all our love,

The Marauders

Minus James…

And Peter!

Ahh… Lily, I am so sorry! Those two can be such prats. And they really did use a permanent sticking charm… I tried to rip out the page, but it wouldn’t budge. I was polishing my broom when they ‘ambushed’ me and locked me in my own closet for an hour. Like I said, they’re such prats. Well, I’m going to hunt them down and try out a few… charms I saw a Slytherin use a few days ago…

James

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Saturday, March 5^th

Dear Lily,

Today, we had our first fight. I don’t like it at all. Really, what we’re fighting about doesn’t have anything to do with either of us… Not directly, at least.

You asked me where it is that Remus goes every month and I couldn’t tell you. I’m so sorry, love. I do want to tell you, but it isn’t my place to tell anyone, even you, unless Remus consents first. But don’t worry, I think he will before long.

I know you know that Sirius, Peter, and I go somewhere every month at the same time Remus does, even though I’ve tried telling you we just need a ‘Boys night’. You’re too smart for that though. I do hate keeping anything from you… You have no idea how much I hate it.

I know it isn’t going to help, me writing in here when I don’t even know when I’m going to give it to you, but I just felt like I should explain what I can somewhere.

We got a rather nasty essay today on Goblin Enslavement, so I’d best get started on it before I forget. Sweet dreams, love.

I really am sorry,

James

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Monday, March 7^th

Dear Lily,

You can’t even imagine how happy I am that you’re not mad at me anymore. Well, you weren’t really mad, you just didn’t understand.

Today, Remus drug us all the way up to Gryffindor Tower after History of Magic and explained everything. Even though we missed Transfiguration, it made us all three of us feel better, I think.

And it really made him feel good that you cried when he told you about being a werewolf. Not that he was happy to see you cry, it’s just now he knows you don’t despise him or hate him now that you know the truth. But it was also hard for him to tell you it all… I realized for the first time today that he’s never actually said it. That he’s a werewolf. I don’t think the rest of us have, either… Until now.

But he didn’t tell you everything; he left some of it to me… And I wanted to write some of it out here first, so I don’t say something wrong later, when I tell you.

Sirius, Peter, and I are all unregistered animagi. When we found out about Remus’s condition back in third year, (Not that he told us, mind you, we had to figure it out ourselves.) we swore we wouldn’t let him go through all that alone every month. We tried just about every spell and charm we could think of to help him, but nothing worked. Then Peter stumbled upon a useful little piece of information (Literally, stumbled- he tripped over a book and it fell open, right on the page we needed. It was real magic, I think.). Anytime a human is in the presence of a werewolf in his wolf form, it… well, I’m sure you know the stories… But a werewolf can be around other animals, including animagi. It took nearly two years for all three of us to master it. Peter had to have all the help he could get… Sirius is Padfoot because he’s a dog, Peter is Wormtail because he’s a rat, I’m Prongs- a stag, and Remus is Moony… a werewolf.

Remus was very anxious the first few times we went with him. He was always worried that we’d get caught and sent to Azkaban, or something like that, or Dumbledore would find out that he let three of his friends become animagi to help him. I think that’s what he was the most worried about, disappointing Dumbledore. But then we would start planning our next months adventure… We started feeling safe enough to take him out of the Shrieking Shack, taking him farther and farther away from it… Until we knew the area well around Hogwarts.

It was then that we decided we needed a name. And it came to us: The Marauders. It fit perfectly and we all loved it. As Marauders, we felt we should live up to our name. Since I had my invisibility cloak, we started sneaking out almost every night, wandering around the castle. We found every secret passage, every shortcut, every secret room around the place… And were able to make ‘The Marauders Map’, a very useful marauding tool… It shows anyone and everyone anywhere near Hogwarts at anytime.

We’ve been through a lot since that day that we found out about Remus’s problem… We will always be there for each other- especially Remus. So every month, we help him in the only way we know how… We go with him.

Thank you for understanding,

James

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Saturday, March 19th

Morning, love!

It’s a beautiful day outside- the birds are singing… Flowers are blooming- or will be soon.

Spring has always been my favourite season. Well, after winter. I love snow. And I guess I like fall, too. Summer is all right… But I’m not one for hot weather- though I do like being out of school. Okay, so maybe spring isn’t my favourite- but it’s one of them!

Or I did like being out of school for summer… But we won’t ever have another summer holiday, will we, love?

That thought terrifies me.

Sirius just walked in and wants to know if I am ‘really writing in that book again.’ Well, I’m writing in something, in any case.

He says I might as well write you a novel and get it published. Ha.

Argh- he’s going through my room again- he doesn’t believe me when I say that my stuff doesn’t change around between his visits. I’d better go stop him before he breaks something.

Love,

James

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Monday, April 11^th

Lily,

Today was just a good day. Dumbledore decided it would be a good day not to have any classes, I guess. Only Merlin knows why. Dumbledore just gets mad ideas like that sometimes, maybe.

And everyone does, to some degree don’t they? Yes, they do. Well, I do at least… If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have ever asked to the Halloween Ball and where would we be right now? There’s no telling. But I am glad that everyone gets their ‘mad ideas.’

Lunch was especially good for some reason… Maybe it was because I could smell your hair next to me… Hmm.. I don’t even remember what I ate, come to think of it…

A bunch of us went out and played Quidditch for a while. I was a bit disappointed when you didn’t want to go outside. I wasn’t really very much into the game, so I left to find you…

How did you like your first ride on a broom with James Potter? Your face when we first took off was priceless… But I wouldn’t have let you go for anything. The more we flew, the more you liked it, I think.

We ate dinner in the kitchens, with the Marauders. Don’t you love to watch the house-elves when they dance? It was funny- I’ve never seen them do that in all seven years I’ve gone there…

Sirius seemed a bit in awe when they started singing, I wonder if he is still there in the kitchens where we left him?

I haven’t seen him in quite a while… Maybe I should go check?

It’s only two weeks until our six month anniversary…

Love,

James

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Monday, April 25^th

My dearest Lily,

Half a year. It might as well have been ten years, for all the attention I paid… All that I care about is that I’m with you. Can you believe it’s been six months? You’re right… Time does fly by when you’re in love.

I hope you like the roses I sent you today, too…

25 flowers; the 25^th day is the date of our anniversary.

7 yellow roses; one for every year I’ve known you.

6 White roses; one for every year of hard work it took to get you.

6 Pink roses; one for every month we’ve been together.

3 roses; just because I love you and I love to say it.

1 Red rose; you’re the only one for me. I love you.

1 More red rose because you only get one chance at life and I want to spend mine with you.

1 Lily; roses are beautiful, but lilies are more special… They are one of a kind. Just like you, love.

James

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Saturday, May 7^th

Dear Lily,

Wow… We won the Quidditch Cup.

It was a fierce game, I’ll admit- and it was close. Fifteen minutes into the game and Gryffindor was only up by ten points- I was trying to get the quaffle from Lymon, Keyes and Pritchard were after the Snitch, the crowd was going wild…

Kiaya Morgan sent one of the Bludgers at Lymon, who dropped the quaffle… I caught it, just as the entire crowd gasped. Jo Keyes (of Gryffindor,) had her hand stretched out toward the snitch… I speed off for our goalposts, hoping to score once more before she caught it. As I sped by, I looked into the stands and saw you cheering, your eyes glued to me. I smiled…

And scored for you, just before Keyes caught the snitch.

Gryffindor won, 310-140.

This morning, at breakfast, you came and found a seat next to me. You told me to win for you… And I did. But you also told me- in front of everyone- that you loved me. It made me feel so good, there was no way I could not win. Then you told the team good luck. I think we won because of those two simple words.

There’s still a party going on in Gryffindor Common Room- I guess we’d best go break it up; tell them to go to bed before McGonagall gets to them…

Love,

James

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Sunday, May 29^th

Lily,

We only have one month left. One month!

I’ve been thinking over the last few days and I’ve decided something. I’m going to ask you to marry me.

We’ve already talked about getting a flat somewhere in London, so why not get married? I love you more than you can ever know and you love me, so why can’t we? I know it’s only been seven months, but I know a lot of people who got married sooner than that! I haven’t said anything to anyone yet, but I definitely think I will ask you. If I don’t back out first… I’m already feeling nervous, just at the thought… I might go to Hogsmeade soon and look at rings… Just to get an idea.

I know it’s awfully short, but I’m going to stop here…

I love you…

James

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Saturday, June 4^th

My dearest Lily,

Well, I went and looked at engagement rings in Hogsmeade today. They had two that really made me think of you. At least I have some idea of what I’m going to buy when I do…

I also got the letter from my parents today. I sent them an owl on Monday, asking what they thought of the idea and they love it. I kind of thought they might be a bit anxious about it, but they seem excited… I’ve already told them all about you. They can’t wait to meet you. Mum told me to pick the biggest ring I can find… I don’t think you’d like a big ring though, it just doesn’t seem like you.

Hopefully mum was joking.

Next, I plan to tell the Marauders… I wonder what their reactions will be…

No, I wonder what your reaction will be. A good one, maybe?

Well, if I plan on doing anything, I’d better get to bed…

Night, love,

James

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Wednesday, June 8^th

Lily,

I told the Marauders that I want to ask you to marry me. They all looked shocked for a moment, then they all grinned and yelled in excitement. I wouldn’t be surprised if all of Gryffindor House heard us… They were excited for me.

“We wondered how long it would take you!” Sirius said. Trust him to say something like that. It gave me the impression that they talk about me all the time, now.

I’m still feeling nervous, but since I looked at rings, it makes me want to ask you more than ever. Hope I have the nerve to do it. I might end up fainting in your arms like a little girl. Who knows.

Speaking of fainting… I’m exhausted. It’s been a long day. A good one, of course, but a long one…

Goodnight, love…

James

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Dear Lily, Thursday, June 16^th

I’m going to do it this Saturday… I’m positively terrified, but I’m going to do it.

I was having my doubts, until last night. I was going up to see the Marauders in the Tower, when I saw you with that little first year, Kambrie Alex. She was crying again… I didn’t want to interrupt and ask why, so I gave you a smile and ran upstairs.

When I came back downstairs, the two of you looked so sweet; you were still on the same couch, curled up together, asleep. Your arms were wrapped protectively around her and she had her head resting on your shoulder. I felt my heart give an almighty wrench when I saw that you had tears on your cheeks, too. I wanted to wrap my arms around you and never let you go when I saw them… I never want to see you cry… That’s what made up my mind. Seeing your tears… Seeing you sad. I know I’ll take care of you; I won’t let you cry.

Except for happy tears. Happy tears are good.

I slid onto the couch beside you and waited…

I guess I fell asleep there, because the next thing I knew, you were laying on my shoulder, one arm wrapped around me, and there was a little light outside the window. Kambrie was curled up in the other corner of the couch.

I watched you sleep for a while, admiring those little freckles on your nose, and the beautiful colour of your hair, when you opened your eyes and smiled at me. That’s when I knew I was going to ask you. Yeah, I know I said it was when I saw your tears, but it was then, too.

I carried Kambrie up to her dorm and we left for our Tower.

I found out why the two of you were crying. Kambrie’s family- her parents and little eight year old twins sisters- were killed in Voldemort’s latest series of attacks. Her parents were refusing to go over to the dark side, so he just killed them all… Isn’t that horrible? Kambrie is only eleven… And she has no family left, because of some stupid wizard who went mad. It’s things like that that make me want more than ever to be an auror.

Where we fell asleep again on the couch. Well, you fell asleep. I’m writing to you in here, of course, but then I’ll probably go to sleep…

Okay, yeah, I’m getting tired just thinking of it… So I’ll write more when I can…

Love,

James

P.S. Haven’t the N.E.W.T.’s been horrible? Well, they’re not as bad as I imagined they would be, but still! I hope I got all O’s… I did on my O.W.L.s and I didn’t expect to, so maybe I’ll get lucky again… Who knows…

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Saturday, June 25^th

Dear Lily,

That’s it! I bought it! You’re going to love it, I know you are. It isn’t big and showy, it’s just perfect for you… It’s a neat little sliver band, with a diamond in the middle, and the tiniest of pearls, one on each side, and a small cluster of diamonds around them. I’m not very good at describing jewellery, as the most I’ve ever owned was a watch, but it really is beautiful. Like you.

I had to go to Dumbledore to ask his permission to go to Hogsmeade. I wasn’t going to ask, I was just going to use my invisibility cloak or a passage, but I figured that on something this important, I didn’t need to risk my chance of not getting the ring. So I went to him and told him I wanted to marry you. He was very happy for us… Then again, I think he already knew what I was up to- he seems to know everything that goes on in the castle, whether we want him to or not. Well, mostly everything.

So, I have exactly six days to work up my courage… I hope you say yes. You will, won’t you? If you don’t, I don’t know what I’ll do… But I’m not going to think like that right now…

Because I’m tired. But I’ll write back at my next chance.

Love,

James

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Tuesday, June 28^th

Lily,

Am I doing the right thing? I only have a few days left to decide… I want to ask you, but what if you want to wait? Oh, I’m going crazy…

Soooo crazy.

Remus spent an hour in here earlier, trying to tell me it’s the right thing and that I love you, so should act like the ‘big bad Gryffindor’ that I really am and get it over with… I couldn’t agree more.

But it’s easier said than done.

He should ask someone to marry him and see what it’s like.

Well, I’m so tired I think I’m about to faint on you next to me (We’re sitting in the Common Room,) so I think I’ll put everything away and go to bed…

Love,

James

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Wednesday, June 29nd

My dearest Lily,

I only hope I don’t change my mind later… I’m scared out of my wits… I got my dress robes ready this morning, so that they won’t be wrinkled and I’m actually going to try and fix my hair… I’ve had the ring in my pocket all day, checking every few minutes to be sure that it’s still there. We spent the entire day, by the lake… Then, at five, you said you needed to go up to your room to get ready.

I need time to get ready, too. Well, actually, it’ll only take me a few minutes to get my robes on, but I’ve got to try to calm down…

Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes, please say yes…

Okay, that doesn’t help. I’ve got to go find the Marauders… Maybe they can help distract me for a bit? I sure hope so. If not, I might just run up to your room right now and beg you to marry me.

I’m not very good under pressure.

More later,

James

Wednesday, June 29^th Again…

Lily,

This is it! I can’t believe I’m really going to do this… Well, yes I can. I love you. I love you a lot, actually… So I’m going to ask you to marry me right after we graduate… I’ve got it all planned out in my head how it will go… But I’ll probably forget it all when I see you. I’m supposed to meet you in our Common Room in about ten minutes… I’m sitting in the seventh year boys dorm right now… Trying to work up some more courage. I keep thinking everything will go wrong… I’ll trip, or forget the ring, or it won’t be in it’s box, or I won’t graduate, or I’ll get a sudden cold and sneeze on you when I’m asking…

Hopefully none of that will happen, though…

Ahh… if I don’t go now, I won’t have time to go all the way up to my room and get my dress robes on before I take you downstairs…For our last feast at Hogwarts.

So I’m going to go, now…

I love you, Lily Evans…

PLEASE MARRY ME?!

James

Four: First Impressions

As they walked slowly, hand in hand down the pebbly path, deeper into the garden, James gradually worked up his courage… he wasn’t in Gryffindor for nothing!

''Do you remember the first time I asked you to go to Hogsmeade with me?” he asked slowly. He had only been practising this for the last couple of weeks- and wanted it to be perfect.

Lily laughed; James smiled. Her laugh was contagious; he could almost feel the nervousness in his stomach being lifted slightly. ''Of course I do. It was just after your first Quidditch game. All the Gryffindors ran down on the pitch- and you came and found me.” she smiled.

The look on her face made him want to hug her… She looked so… sweet- but guilty, almost. ''I’d been planning to ask you for ages- I figured that after the game was the best time… and I wanted to ask you before I changed my mind. I’ve never known a girl like you, Lily.‘’ The new un-practiced words tumbled from his mouth… ''No one has ever been able to make me speechless- no one has ever made me as nervous as you do… I could never love anyone like I love you.” He paused and kicked a rose bush at his feet, trying to get back to what he’d been planning to say to her… What was he going to say, though? ''And that day- in first year, after that Quidditch match, I was so nervous… Well, today is no different- except that it’s seven years later- we’ve practically graduated now, and it isn’t a date I want to ask you about…” James took a deep breath and took her hands in his. ''Lily, I love you- more than you’ll ever know- if you ever do one thing- just one thing for me, let it be this…” He slowly- nervously- hit one knee, pulling the ring box out of his robe pocket. ''Will you marry me?”

He opened the black velvet box and waited with bated breath.

''James, I…” Lily trailed off, tears running down her cheeks. Her eyes met his and he could see the love there- he’d been nervous for nothing. She was his- and he was hers. ''Yes.” she breathed. They both broke into smiles. ''Yes…”

She closed the small space between them, meeting her lips with his.

He put one hand in her coppery hair, with the other, he pulled the ring out of the box. He pulled away from her, ever-so-slightly, so he could see her eyes. He took her left hand and carefully slipped the ring onto her finger. She stared down at it.

''James…” He gave her a questioning look. ''This- this ring…must‘ve been-”

''Lils, don’t worry about that…” He shook his head, smiling all the same. Trust Lily to think of something like that at a time like that. ''I love you.” He breathed into her hair.

''I love you more.”

''I love you more.”

''Oh, don’t start that…” she mumbled, kissing him once again.

''If this… is what I… get… for… starting ‘that’… then I don’t think… I mind so much.” James muttered between kisses.

Lily blushed slightly. ''But I win either way, right?” she smiled innocently.

''Oh, I’ve just remembered…” he muttered. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the maroon leather-bound book that he’d carried around and written in for the last five months. He stared at it wistfully for a moment, then, with a determined sigh, handed it to her.

A look of dawning comprehension settled on her face as she took it tenderly in her left (and beautifully ringed, James thought) hand. ''James… Is this…” She trailed off as she opened the front cover. ''Oh, James… It is!”

James smiled sheepishly at her. ''I thought that maybe… You might like one back.”

''Maybe?” She sniffled quietly. ''Oh, I love it…” She looked up. ''I love you so much...” she whispered.

''I love you more.” James put his forehead to hers. She giggled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

''I love you more.” She kissed him gently, putting her hand in his hair, as she often did… Only problem was the ring got caught in his messy hair. He winced.

''Ouch…”

''Sorry!” She quickly withdrew her hand from his hair. ‘’It’s just- I’m not- I didn’t-”

‘’It’ll just take a bit of getting used to, love.” He grinned at her, again placing his forehead on hers. She smiled and touched her nose to his.

‘’I love you.”

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‘’I can’t believe you really asked her, Prongs.”

‘’Oh, well, thank you, Padfoot, for all the enthusiasm and encouragement.” James said somewhat sarcastically- but was in too good of a mood to be bothered, even by Sirius.

Remus snickered. ''Was she shocked?”

James sat down on his four-poster and looked at him. ''Actually, I think she might have been.”

''Well, it isn’t everyday that you hate- er- dislike a bloke for six years even, then all of a sudden, start dating him, only to have him propose seven mon-”

''Eight. It’s been eight months.” James corrected, grinning. ''The-”

''Best eight months of your life.” Sirius, Remus, and Peter mumbled.

He nodded. ''Nicely said.” He threw himself backwards and stared contentedly at the top hangings of his four-poster.

''Who would have thought that our little Jamsie-boy would grow up to be so whipped?” Sirius howled with glee.

Even James joined in on the laughter. Remus shook his head in an exasperated way, halfway between amusement and concern for his friend (meaning Sirius, of course).

But James sighed suddenly. ''I wouldn’t have.” he said seriously, then screwed up his face- why was he acting so old and serious all of a sudden?

''Well, James, I think we’ve all learned our lesson.” Remus nodded importantly.

''Yeah? And what’s that?”

''That persistence, annoyance, and flattery really do pay off in the end.”

The four all looked around at each other, then, after a slight pause, fell into fits of hysterical laughter. James knew at that moment that he couldn’t have asked for better friends.

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''James! Get up, already! The train leaves in two bloody hours! We should have been up ages ago…” Remus pleaded, while searching for his clean socks. ''You still have to go up to your tower and pack your things!”

''Sod off…” James groaned and flopped over on his stomach.

He had never been one to get up first and they all knew it.

''That’s what we get for letting him stay up here…” Peter said.

''Okay, Prongs. You leave me no choice. Sirius? A little help?” Remus muttered.

James dimly heard someone running across the room, but only snuggled deeper into the thick blankets, too comfortable to care about anything.

''Oi, Prongs! Evans just ran up here and pounded on the door for you to come out- she was in tears, so I comforted her!” Sirius yelled- right in James’s ear. ''And after that, we went up to her room, and she let me-”

''I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear any of that.” he growled, pushing Sirius roughly away. He threw a pillow at him and rolled out of bed… literally. ''Ouch- too early… Since when is this floor so hard? And where is that bloody light coming from? Turn it out…” James put up a hand to shield the light from his eyes.

Remus chuckled, looking down at him in his place on the floor. ''It’s nearly eight thirty, mate.”

''So?”

''You were going to meet your Lily for the feast.”

''I wa- what?”

''You know… your fiancée…”

James’s eyes grew wide. ''I didn’t dream it all?” He jumped off the floor and did his (infamous) happy dance- which, normally, was saved only for Quidditch games.

''Nope, you actually got the guts to ask her…”

''Oh, shut it, Padfoot. It isn’t like I was going to back out.”

''Uh-huh.”

''Wait… You followed me out and listened to me, didn’t you?” James asked slowly.

''Follow you? Oh, please, Prongs. We have more class than that.” Sirius said innocently.

''You did!” he cried in exasperation. He knew better than to listen to Sirius when he was using the ‘innocent’ tone.

Remus tried to slip out the door, Peter smiled and ran for the bathroom, but Sirius broke into a large grin. ''And if we did? One is free to stroll through the gardens if one pleases.”

''Maybe one is, but not three Marauders! You guys didn’t believe I was going to ask her, did you?”

''Oh, we believed you. We can see that lovesick look in your eyes every time you speak of our beloved Ms. Evans… Or should I say Potter? Oi, it‘ll be Mrs. Lily Potter ‘fore long! No, though, mate,” Sirius snickered. ''we just wanted to see how badly you would go about doing it.”

''We thought you might faint.” Peter’s face was just visible through the cracked bathroom door.

''Or stutter!” Remus added from the doorway.

''Or if you would just-”

''Okay, okay! I get it…” James grumbled, but he couldn’t keep the smile off his face. He should have known his friends wouldn’t leave him alone in the most important moment of his life, just like he had never left them to fend for themselves when they were in a rough spot. Even if the situation he was in wasn’t considered rough… it was just nerve-racking. But he mean that in the nicest way, of course. ''Thanks.” James grinned, looking around at his three best friends.

They all looked pleased- and he knew they meant the best.

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James was the last one to leave the dormitory for the feast- Remus, Sirius, and Peter just ahead of him. They still had an hour and a half to eat, finish packing, and (for James) try to fit in enough time to walk the grounds with Lily- for the last time.

He stepped off the last stair to the boys dormitories- the last time he would ever do so. He felt an odd sense of loss- odd, because he hadn’t really lived there for a year; a sense of loss because the Marauders dorm at the top of the tower held more memories than any other place in the castle, really. They’d had many pillow fights, wizard duels, games of exploding snap… But it was more than that. Like the first time James had told Sirius and Remus that he fancied Lily… When the three found out Remus was a werewolf… The first time they were all able to transform into Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs… When they realized they’d finished the Marauders Map…

James glanced up at my three best friends and knew they felt the same. The normal squeak of the last stair rang in his ears as he stared at them. They wouldn’t have anymore of what they had come to label as ‘our Marauder times.’ They were leaving Hogwarts… And might never be back.

As one, the four sighed. They had always said they couldn’t wait to leave school, that they were ready to leave and make something of themselves… But were they? James suddenly felt very worried and doubtful.

''Well… The feast won’t wait for it’s all-time-greatest Marauders, now, will it?” Sirius said brightly. Peter was the only one who didn’t notice Sirius didn’t really look as happy as he sounded.

''Hey! Hey, James! Is it true? Is it true, James?”

James looked down at a rather small, usually very talkative first year, Jeremiah (he talked so fast that most couldn’t understand him, so he usually went by ‘Jerma’). He practically worshipped the Marauders and when he talked to them, nine times out of ten, he wanted to know if he could help them with pranks.

''Depends what it is, I guess.” James said; inside, he was glowing with pride.

Jeremiah bounced on his heels. ''That you and Lily…”

James turned his head toward a familiar voice floating down from the girls dormitory… And grinned in spite of himself. It was Lily. He knew, just by the way she spoke that she was just as sad as the rest of the seventh years about leaving. She was trying to sound happier than she was, to cheer up her friends- just like Sirius had.

The Marauders turned to watch as the seventh year girls came down from their dormitory- and silence settled on each of them when they reached the bottom. Lily was the last to walk down.

James wasn’t sure if he was more surprised because she looked so sad or by how beautiful she looked. Sure, he thought she was beautiful all the time- but something about the way she looked… It might have been the fact that she’d let her hair stay curly and all down (which wasn‘t normal for her, normally, she put it all up to keep it out of the way), or if it was the fact that she looked so close to tears.

But when she looked up and saw him, her face immediately brightened- and she looked even more beautiful that the moment before, something James thought wasn’t possible. Their eyes locked and both smiled. James almost felt nervous, as he made my way towards her, though he didn’t know why. They met in the middle of the common room- where most, if not all, of the eyes were drawn to them. He slid my hand over hers and grinned.

''Hey.”

''Hi…” she whispered, blushing slightly. James couldn’t help but notice how adorably shy she looked. Maybe it was all the attention the two were getting; the entire common room was silent.

''Wanna go for a walk before the feast?” he asked her quietly.

She glanced around the common room and nodded. ''I’d love to.”

As they walked through all the people, Jeremiah climbed up on top of one of the couches so he could see better. ''So it is true, then, isn’t it, James!?”

James grinned at him. ''You‘d bloody well better believe it.”

‘Jerma’ jumped up and down. ''I knew it!” In his excitement, he toppled over on top of a rather agitated looking fifth year.

''What is he on about?” she groaned, pushing him off.

''They’re engaged!” Jeremiah squeaked. He was on the floor, face-down.

Out of the corner of his eye, James saw Remus and Sirius grin proudly. Lily’s friends smiled and sighed in admiration. Everyone else stared.

James looked at Lily and they shared a smile. She glanced back over the common room and shrugged. ''What, nobody else expected it?” she asked, so that all could hear.

Everyone laughed quietly as they turned back to the portrait hole, then the air was filled with whistles and cheering. Lily stopped and looked at James thoughtfully. He raised an eyebrow at her, knowing exactly what she was thinking (because he was thinking it, too).

James grinned and put one hand on her waist to pull her closer, the other he placed gently on her cheek. She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled impishly.

Again, the common room burst into cheers. He felt Lily smiling.

They broke apart and James rested my forehead on hers. ''Morning, Lily, dear.”

''Beautiful day, isn’t it?” She took one of his hands in each of hers.

''Oh, it’s just lovely.” he chuckled, once again pulling her toward the portrait.

Just as it shut, they could hear Sirius trying to calm the crowd. ''And that’s the last show for one of the Marauders. I doubt the rest of us could come up with something as unexpected as that, no?”

Everyone laughed.

James smiled indulgently at Lily and pulled her a bit closer as they walked. She smiled thoughtfully. ''It really is a bit unexpected, don’t you think?” she asked softly.

''I know… I wouldn’t have thought all those years ago when I realized I fancied you that you’d ever fancy me back at all.” he chuckled.

''I more than fancy you.” she whispered, leaning her head on his shoulder. ''Though I never thought I would, back in second year, when you kept asking me out. I thought it more likely that I’d curse you into oblivion, you know?”

''I’m glad you never did, because I more than fancy you, too.” He sighed, looking down at her. She was smiling slightly, eyes on the new ring on her left hand.

James pulled her closer and kissed the top of her head. ''I love you, Lily-flower…”

''I love you more.” she grinned.

''I love you more!”

''You’re like a five year old, arguing with your sister.” she giggled, looking out of the nearest window at the sunny summer day.

''Yeah, except you’re not my sister… You’re my wife… Or, almost.” As the words settled in the air, James felt his heart swelling with pride. Oh, how nice it sounded…

Lily must have been thinking the same thing, because she smiled softly and whispered, ''Your wife.” She sighed happily. ''I like that… My husband.”

''Ooh… And I like that.” he grinned.

''So… are you ready to meet my parents?”

''Erm… Can’t wait.” he said, after a pause.

Lily glanced up at him, surprised. ''Oh, if you’re worried about daddy, don’t be. I’ve already told them all about you, and they can’t wait to meet you… Though they don’t know just yet we’re engaged.”

''Did you really not expect me to ask you?”

''Well… I hoped you might…” she said timidly. ''But I wasn’t sure.”

''The guys didn’t think I’d really do it.”

She grinned. ''You showed them wrong, then, eh?”

''I did it for you.”

Lily stopped and turned to James, her gaze locked onto his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and got up on the tips of her toes, to kiss him warmly. He smiled and leaned into the kiss, not regretting for an instant that he’d been sorted into Gryffindor… Then started fancying Lily a bit after that… Asked her out, and been refused every time… Become Head Boy, after a year of hard work… Done his best to form a friendship with Lily… Asked her to the Halloween Ball… And asked her to marry him.

He couldn’t have planned things out better and he knew it.

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“Oh, Lily, don’t cry… Please?” Remus said softly, wiping away a tear from Lily’s cheek as she hugged him. “We’ll see each other all the time! If I know Prongs, then he’ll be dragging you around to see us in a day or two…”

Beside him, Sirius nodded. “Ah, Lily, don’t cry, or we all might join in… You wouldn’t do that to mess up our fine reputations, would you? How would you like three big boys crying on you, anyway?”

Lily laughed once and pulled away from Remus. “It’s just hard to believe it was six years ago that I was running off the train, remember? At the end of first year, you all three came and sat in our compartment… You didn’t even say or do anything wrong, but I was so angry at you for sitting with us! I stormed out of here, without even saying goodbye to my friends…” she sniffed and smiled at Sirius. “And you always called me ‘Red.’”

“I always thought that if I made you mad enough, you might run to Prongsie here, for comfort.” Sirius said coyly, shoving his hands in his pockets awkwardly.

She watched him smile shyly at her for a moment, before bursting out into laughter. “I’d say it almost worked, Siri. T’was a valiant effort.”

“Glad to be of service, m’lady.” Sirius bowed low.

“I guess you’re right… We’ll see each other all the time… Promise to write me if we don’t?”

Sirius and Remus nodded solemnly. James knew it was almost hurting them as much as it would be for him to part with her… But he was going to her house for two weeks, so he could meet her parents… He was terrified at the thought, no doubt about it.

“I’ve got to say goodbye to Kina and Emma… I’ll be right back, okay? And if either of you leave without me saying goodbye just yet, I’ll come after you and hex you into oblivion, you hear?” She narrowed her eyes, but smiled playfully.

Again, they nodded. They watched her go in silence, until she was out of sight. “She’d do it, too.” Sirius muttered.

“Can you believe we’re finished with Hogwarts?” James asked wistfully, staring at the train next to me.

“Whatever will it do without us?” Remus tried to grin, but failed.

“It’ll have many boring nights full of nothing but painstakingly long essays and reading for classes.” Sirius shook his head, hands digging deeper into his pockets.

“I don’t know… Sooner or later, there is going to be a group of blokes that come along who hate- er- dislike Slytherins as much as we do.” James chuckled.

“But even when they do, they’ll never match us in our…”

“Marauding?” said a voice behind us. James smiled and turned around.

“Yeah. Marauding.” Sirius said absently.

“There’ll never be anyone like the Marauders.” Lily linked her arm with James’s and laid her head on his shoulder.

“Ye- hey! When did you get back?”

Lily gave him a disbelieving look and turned to James. She had tears on her cheeks. “Ready?”

Inwardly, he groaned, but forced a smile. “… Yeah….”

“Oh, don‘t worry about my parents. Though I do have to warn you…” she giggled. James felt my stomach clenching uncomfortably. “They can be a bit… nutty.”

He sighed in relief. “Ah- well, nutty I can handle, I did have that Calasky bat for a professor in Divination for four years.”

Lily nodded. “Anyway… Siri… Remmy… We’ll see you soon, okay?” she looked close to tears. James felt a tiny twinge of jealousy, as she was nearly crying over his best mates.

“Aw, Lily, we’ll see each other all the time. You can’t keep us away, anyway, can you?” Remus grinned. She smiled and went to hug him again.

“Not as long as you’ve got Prongs tagging along with you.” Sirius smirked as she hugged him, too. James frowned at him… Tagging along?

“I don’t mind having my Jamsie tagging along at all.” She said proudly, smiling over at me.

He smiled back. “Your parents aren’t going to wait forever, love.”

“Okay… Bye, both of you.” She kissed them each on the cheek, then turned to James. “Let’s go then.”

Mostly, the platform had emptied out, except for the seventh and sixth years. James was glad of this, as there weren’t many Slytherins he saw that he wanted to hex. Lily smiled at a few people as she passed, but turned to wave one last time as they went through the barrier.

James sighed… The last time.

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“Okay… I think it’s clear.” she said quietly, peering down the alley.

“All right. I’m ready when you are.”

“Oka-”

“Lily!”

As one, Lily and James whirled around, pulling out our wands. Kambrie Alex stood meek and scared before them. “Sorry…” she muttered.

“Oh, sorry, Kambrie.” Lily sighed in relief. They dropped their arms to their sides.

“I just wanted to say goodbye… And thank you for all the help you gave me this year.”

“It was nothing, Bree. I’m glad I could help you.” Lily smiled and pocketed her wand.

“And you, James. I’m sorry I cried on you so much.”

“Hey, it’s okay, kiddo.” James grinned at her.

“Okay… Well, I know you want to get home, but I just wanted to tell you thank you for everything… And I want to give you this, Lily.” She sighed and pulled something out of her pocket. “I know it isn’t much… But it was my mother’s… You remind me of her. I know that if she knew you, she’d want you to have this. She… she embroidered the lily on it…” Kambrie bit her lip and held out a lavender handkerchief.

Lily, too, bit her lip, her way of trying to keep away the tears. She took the handkerchief in her hand and unfolded it. A single pure white lily with emerald leaves was stitched delicately in one corner. Lily sighed. “Oh, Kambrie… This is beautiful… A-Are you sure?” she whispered.

Kambrie smiled weakly. “I have one like it… Only it has my name and mum’s favorite flower… a daffodil.” She sniffed sadly.

Lily bent down so she could hug Kambrie. “Thank you.” was all she could say.

James smiled gently. Lily really was an amazing person… She could make any person feel better, just by smiling, or hugging them… She knew how make people laugh, or be serious… She knew how to be in control of almost any situations (she’d have to be able to do this, with the Marauders around, while she was a Prefect for two years, then Head Girl)… She could be happy for anyone when they were successful, sad with them when they failed, but still able to make them feel better, she could make someone feel happier when they were feeling horrible, and make them laugh when they were angry. She could cry with someone, sympathize with them, be angry with them, laugh with them.

He had no idea how he’d managed to get someone so wonderful.

“James?”

He smiled warmly. “Hmm?”

“I love you.”

“I love you back.” James wrapped his arms around Lily. He knew that seeing Kambrie so sad and lost looking hurt her more than she was letting on. She lived in a family of muggles… Anything could happen to them, at any time, and they both knew that. “Now, let’s go meet those parents.”

She giggled. “You’ll love them, I promise.”

“But-”

“And, yes, baby, they’ll love you, too. That‘s another promise.”

“As much as you?”

“Possibly… But I doubt anyone could love you quite as much as I do.” She grinned sheepishly.

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When James opened his eyes after apparating (since he was still new at the whole appear-somewhere-else-with-only-a-thought thing, he closed his eyes every time he had to apparate… It was just easier that way), he immediately knew that even if he hadn’t known where he was apparating to, he would have known it was Lily’s house. Maybe it was because of the different photos on the wall of the long hallway he was in, with shots of Lily and her family. Maybe it was just the way the place felt… It might’ve even been the hair and eyes of the shocked woman, who could only be Lily’s mother, when she rounded the corner into the hallway, carrying an armful of freshly laundered towels. Or maybe it was the rather obvious indication of Lily’s name written in fancy blue letters on the nearest door to the left.

James smiled nervously at the woman as her eyes landed on him. She stared back in shock. “How did you-”

With a pop, Lily apparated next to him. “Mum!” she grinned and ran forward to hug her. The woman smiled politely, eyes still on James, obviously puzzled, but her face changed into one of recognition when Lily said, “So, you’ve already met James?”

“Not exactly…” He stepped forward. “Erm… I’m James Potter.”

Mrs. Evans took his offered hand. “Oh! I’m so happy finally meet Lily’s James. You’re all she talks about in her letters, you know.” She smiled.

“Mum!” Lily blushed and gave James an apologetic look. He grinned back.

“I’m her mother, obviously, Elizabeth. But call me Liz, everyone else does.”

“I’m glad to meet you, too.” James bowed slightly, as a wizard custom.

Mrs. Evans’ mouth twitched… Now that he looked (and felt) like a complete prat… He made a mental not to beg Lily to explain wizarding customs to her parents later. For the time being, he crossed that gesture of respect off his list.

“Where is dad?”

“He’s downstairs, reading the paper.”

“Come on, James, I want you to meet him.” Lily said.

He smiled weakly. “All right.”

“I’m going to put up these towels, dear, then I’ll be down.” Mrs. Evans kissed Lily lightly on the cheek.

James stepped aside, so she could get by, then looked at Lily. “I’ve already told you, James, don’t be scared of my dad. I think, that if you’re going to be afraid of anyone, it’s Pet, but you shouldn’t worry about what she says. She never means the mean things she says.”

“How do you know she doesn’t?”

“I’m her sister. Isn’t that one of the closest bonds a person can have?”

“After love, it is.” he replied softly, taking her hand in his.

She smiled and kissed his nose. “Come on.” He allowed her to pull him down the hallway, to a set of stairs, then down to the kitchen.

“Lily?” called a man’s voice (obviously her father).

Lily bounced excitedly and pulled James faster, through the kitchen, into a small parlour.

“Hello, daddy.” she smiled as he got to his feet.

“What, no hug?” he sighed, trying to look sad. Lily laughed and threw her arms around his neck. He spun her around in a circle, laughing.

James smiled. That was the kind of father he wanted to be someday.

“Daddy, this is James Potter,” Lily said proudly, reaching over to pull James closer. She smiled as her mother entered the room.

“Ah, nice to finally meet you.” Mr. Evans held out his hand.

James smiled and took it nervously. He wasn’t sure how to interpret the look in Mr. Evans’ green eyes. “You too, sir.” James started to bow, but caught himself just in time.

“Daddy? Mum? We need to tell you something.” Lily took James’s hand and squeezed it. A look of sudden dawning crossed her parents faces… Then they looked extremely surprised… Even more surprised… And then, finally… quite miffed. James was ready to apparate home… They hadn’t even heard her say the words yet!

“James asked me to marry him… He’s my fiancé.”

James smiled, just at hearing her say it. He hadn’t heard her say it before, but it made his heart skip a beat. He watched sheepishly as her mother walked over and put her hand on her husband’s arm. Lily sighed and bit her lip. “Mum? Dad?”

Neither said anything. Lily sighed again, this time in frustration. “Would you mind terribly if James and I go for a walk?” Without waiting for a reply, she took his hand and pulled him back into the front hall.

With a snap, she closed the door and put her hands in the pocket of her jacket. “I’m sorry.” She frowned at the gravel at her feet.

James took one of her hands from her pocket. “It’s fine. They’ll be okay with it later, won’t they?”

“Oh, they will… It’s just that I’m the baby, you know? They didn’t like Vernon even when Pet was just dating him… He’s not… safe, really. He’s weird, too. An awful temper. Anyway, they’re afraid that I’m going to run out and marry the first person I can, like they think Pet did. They just don‘t want me to make the same… mistakes that Pet did. Is.”

James felt like he’d been dunked in icy water. Her parents were never going to like him. He knew it.

“I’ll make them see, love. I will.” She looked at him, her eyes full of emotion. James nearly melted under her gaze. She always knew how to make him feel better. “They just need to think about it a bit and talk to each other, you know?” She leaned her head back on his shoulder. “I promise.”

James took a deep breath- taking in the minty scent of the garden and the sweet scent that could only ever be Lily. His Lily.

“I promise.” she whispered.

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(A/N: So! Here we are… On chapter Five. Seems like months ago when I first put this fic up. Oh! Ha! It was! Fancy that. I guess I am a bit slow about updates… To all who keep with me, I’m sorry, but, just so ya know, I’ve got two more chapters waiting and ready! I’ll put them up, once a week… surely by the time I put those two up, I’ll have more ready! Kay, well, I won’t keep you from it! -Lils)

Chapter Five… James, My Love

(One more thing! To all who have read this before, I’ve gone through and changed a bunch of things in all the other chapters, from point of view, to grammar, to dates in the notebooks. So, you know, re-read it if you have time… But it isn’t anything major, so it isn’t really required! *smiles* thanks!)

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Friday, June 30^th

James, my love,

I’m sure you already know what happened today… but I’m going to tell you anyway. We rode the Hogwarts Express for the last time. Ever. Isn’t that a sad thought? I know I’m going to miss Hogwart’s protective walls. I’m going to miss a lot about it, actually…

I felt like I was saying goodbye forever to all our friends when I hugged them on the platform… I don’t know why; I know I’ll see them in a few days, most likely, but still… There is just something about a goodbye that never goes well with me. I don’t like saying goodbye.

After leaving the platform, we apparated to my house… Where my parents were completely rude to you. Okay, so they weren’t rude, really, they just didn’t say anything when I told them we are engaged. It really hurt my feelings. I expected them to be happy for us… I’m sure they are, deep down, they just don’t know it.

I wish they could see how happy I am when I’m with you. I want them to understand us and love us both. I’m sure they will in time, though, love, so let’s not worry about that now...

My last glimpse of Hogwarts will always stand out in my mind. I can still see it vividly in my mind’s eye… Just like the first time I ever saw it, back in first year. You know, now that I think about it, both times, it was a damp, rather dreary day, and both times, the I’d never seen anything more beautiful than that castle looming above me. Oh, I miss it already.

So many things happened in that place… Many of which I will never forget. Do you know the one that I remember the most? It was the day you asked me to the Halloween Ball. Isn’t it hard to believe that was only eight months ago? I remember how I felt every time you came into the room… My heart pounded, my knees went weak, and I could hardly concentrate on anything else. You still have that effect on me, you know.

If only I’d known how things would have turned out between us… Even I wouldn’t have imagined this! Oh, but I love you more than I can put into words.

We came back from our walk a bit ago, and I have to say… I was happy when I saw my parents already in bed. It isn’t like them to go to bed early, but tonight, things worked out just right.

Don’t worry, I’ll talk to them tomorrow morning, when I hear them get up. I know how you like your sleep, so I’m going to let you sleep in, then I’m going to go running in and jump on your bed. From what I hear, Sirius used to wake you up like that all the time. So now, it’s my turn. He’ll be proud to hear that I take after him some, won’t he?

Well, I’m going to go see if you need anything now, because I finished my unpacking, and I told you I’d only be gone a few minutes… It’s been quite a while, because I’ve been writing to you in here.

Just wait and see, they’ll love you.

Sweet dreams, dearest.

Your Lily

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Sunday, July 2^nd

Dear James,

I talked to my parents for a bit yesterday morning… I think they understand a bit better, now. They were nicer today, though we weren’t really at home for long. We were out for the day, because you wanted to see my hometown. It made me feel really good that you were so interested in where I grew up… I think it touched my parents too, actually.

We ate dinner at a nice place near where I live- I think you had a lot of fun. It was your first time at a muggle restaurant; I had fun, just because you were there (by the way, your dancing? We’ll work on that…).

Not much else really happened, except that my parents were in much better moods when we came home from dinner… I was definitely relieved when we came home, because my father wasn’t staring moodily at his paper, like he normally does when he’s a bit… off temper.

Well, I’m positively exhausted from running around all day, but I’ll write again, soon.

All my love,

Lily

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Wednesday, July 5^th

Dearest…

You got to meet Petunia today. Aren’t you so lucky?

I’m not really sure who was more surprised at her attitude… you, me, or my parents. It killed me to see her being so rude to you. Of course, she’s rude to everyone she meets that has wizard blood (like when she met Emma) but that doesn’t excuse it. I’m proud of you, though, you were so polite with her… I don’t know how you did it. I wish I was more like you. When she says something like that to me, my anger boils over and I zing her right back. I can’t help it.

Maybe it’s the hair?

Yeah, we’ll blame it on the hair.

Luckily, though, when Remus and Sirius came over today, they came after Pet left. I’m glad she didn’t stay long. But oh, wasn’t it good to see the boys again? It seems like weeks since we’ve seen them, doesn’t it? At least, it did to me. But we had a fun afternoon with them. They’re mad, though, I think. And they’re till Marauders… But I think they always will be.

Well, my love, I can hear you in our bathroom, and I think you’re almost done with your shower, so I’m going to put this away, because I want it to be a surprise when I give it to you, whenever that will be.

I love you!

Lily Elizabeth

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Tuesday, July 11^th

James,

We started getting really serious about wedding plans today… I never knew so much planning had to go into it! Oh, but it’s going to be perfect.

We don’t know exactly what we’re going to do yet, but we have a general idea. For example, we know who we want to invite. And we know that we want it to be a day we’ll never forget. Of course, I doubt I could forget it anyway, just because it’s you, but you know what I mean. That was the simple part, I’m afraid. We have no idea where we want to have it, when we want to have it, or what time we want to have it.

Merlin, I’m tired.

I know this is a bit short, but I don’t know if I can stay awake much longer. You’ve already been in bed for half an hour!

Love,

Lily

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Saturday, July 18^th

My love,

Tomorrow afternoon, we’re apparating to your house, so I can meet your parents! Well, I suppose I’ve already met them, but I didn’t really get to talk to them or anything. I’m a little bit nervous, anyway- but mostly excited. I’ve already heard so much about them from you that I feel as though I do know them very well… I only hope you haven’t told them much about me- I don’t want to disappoint them.

After we apparate there, we’re going to dinner with them, then it’s back to your house. I’m staying two weeks with you- in which we’re going to start looking for a flat, somewhere in London. Isn’t that just exciting!? I can hardly wait to start putting it all together. It’s going to be fun. I was talking to Emma earlier today, and she says she can’t wait to see me ‘playing house.’ I won’t play. I’ll really do it. I know how to take care of a house. I can cook and all those things!

I only just remembered that I’m a witch. I can do everything like that by magic!

Oh, Emma would have a fit if she saw that I wrote that. I can just hear her laughing.

Well, I imagine if I don’t go soon, either you or my mum are going to come in here, telling me that it’s too late to be scratching about with my quill. So I’m going to save everyone the trouble and go to bed!

Love,

Lily

P.S. I can’t wait to meet your parents!

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Friday, July 21^st

James,

Your parents were… amazing. I love them! I’ve been here only four days, and already I feel as though I’ve been in the family for years. It’s an incredible feeling, just to be accepted like that. They truly do seem happy for us… And I’m glad.

Tomorrow night is the dinner with both of our parents. I told mum I didn’t want Petunia there the first night that your parents meet mine. I want yours to like mine first- then they can see the rather horrific part of our family. Or I should say the horrific part of our family.

Oh, how could I forget?! We went looking for flats today- the first three were absolutely disappointing, for both of us. We weren’t really too sure about the fourth, and didn’t really want to go to the fifth- but, oh, Merlin, it was perfect!

Everything about it couldn’t have been better if we’d put it together ourselves. It’s already got all the things in it we need, we’ll just have to buy a few things and move in! I can’t wait until we do. Our room has this big, bright window that looks out over the street, which is one full of restaurants and beautiful buildings. It’s really a lovely spot. I love you all the more for finding our flat.

When we saw it, though, we practically wanted to move in on the spot. We paid for it right away- it was less that we expected, too. But hey, the less the better!

I could tell you were really excited, too, because you’re eyes were sparkling in that way only yours can. I love it when your eyes sparkle. Have I ever told you that? It seems like I have, only I can’t remember. Well, I’m telling you now: I love it when your eyes sparkle!

I was a little surprised that we found the exact one we wanted in only one day. Is that normal? Well, either way, it’s just the one for us. And it’s not at all far from the Ministry, so if we don’t want to apparate one day, we don’t have to!

I love the idea of waking up near you, going to work with you, then going home and getting dinner ready for us. It had a very married-feel to it, don’t you think?

I can’t wait for that, either.

Oh, life is just full of surprises, isn’t it?!

Good night, dearie!

Loving you always,

Your adoring Lily

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Thursday, July 27^th

Dear James,

We started moving today! I am so excited!

Or I should say we moved today. It didn’t really take long, with all the magic. Our parents all came over to help set things in order. I thought it made it feel more than ever like we were married, but I thrilled in it.

I think you did, too, actually. It was nice.

Oh, I’m still so excited. I’ve got to go walk through our flat once more, just so I can see it all again.

Our flat. That sounds so… oh, I don’t know, but I love it. Our flat. Our flat!

Lily

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Monday, July 31^st

Today, we both had to go to the Ministry for our first day of training. Of course, they wanted us there a few weeks ago, but we both insisted. I’m glad we did.

We both had a pretty hard day of it. You had to be tested and quizzed by Moody and I had to witness endless hours of paperwork. I’m beginning to think that’s all my job is about. I certainly hope not, though they say it isn’t.

Well, love, we’re both exhausted, so I’m going to turn out the light and go to bed.

Love you,

Lily

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Friday, August 11^th

Dear James,

Today, you came into my office a little after lunch and told me you were called over to the French Auror Headquarters. You’re going to be there for four nights! You have to leave immediately. I’m happy for you, because it must be a good thing- being called all the way over to another country’s Headquarters, though I’m not sure what I’m going to do all alone! I haven’t been away from you for that long since… before we were a couple!

I think you were a little happy to be going, too. I don’t blame you! I’d be happy if I had a chance to get away from these stuffy old offices.

You know the sad thing is I’ve only been here for two weeks!

Heh- I didn’t know Emma was in my office when I was writing that and she read it. She’s laughing at me right now. She says I’m crazy- but that she knows exactly what I mean.

Well, she’s gone now- we’ve decided we’re going to go shopping tomorrow in Hogsmeade like we used to at Hogwarts. It could be fun, eh? Everyone knows I love to go shopping.

The thing that is really bothering me about you leaving is that you’ll be missing my birthday… It’s tomorrow.

I know I’ve never told you, so I don’t expect you to know when it is, but still… It would just be neat to have you here, even if you didn’t know. I hardly ever tell people when it is, unless they nearly choke it out of me. I suppose I’ll have to tell you someday, anyway, that’s why I’m putting this in here- so that you know when it is. That way, when you get this diary, you’ll know.

At least you won’t feel bad about being gone. I’d rather you not know when it is and not have to feel bad about being gone than be gone and feel horrible, as I know you would.

I think I’ll skip over to my mum’s house for dinner tonight. She usually has those biscuits you like so well. I think maybe eating those will help me feel closer to you, even though you’re gone.

Love you,

Lily

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Saturday, August 12^th

James…

Merlin, am I surprised! You didn’t go anywhere near the French Headquarters, you little sneak!

Emma and I went to Hogsmeade to go shopping around lunch, but she didn’t want to go in any of her favorite shops! She said she only wanted to walk down the street for a while, to see how things had changed. I was starting to get a bit worried when she didn’t even want to stop to take a peek at the new shoes. But when we got near the Three Broomsticks, she turned and asked if I’d mind terribly if we went in for a butterbeer. She said she missed the ones from Hogsmeade- that you couldn’t get any like the ones there. So, I agreed to go in with her- only to have her grin mischievously at me and shove me through the door.

If that surprised me, it was nothing next to the shock I received when I gained my balance again and looked up to see you walking towards me, with at least a hundred of our dear old friends behind you, cheering… for me.

Everyone was there! Remus, Sirius, Frank, Bobbie, Nicole, a few of the Professors- including Dumbledore- our parents, all my old friends- Marlene McKinnon, Marisa Edward, Dorcas Meadowes, Alice Hale (now Longbottom, I suppose), and more. I hadn’t seen most of them since school! Of course, school was only two months ago, but you know what I mean.

It was so good to see them all!

After all the presents- of which you were my favorite- I was going around, saying hi to everyone, when I walked by Emma talking to Dorcas. I couldn’t help but stand by another group and pretend I was talking, so I could hear them. Do you know what they were talking about?

You.

And how you planned every bit of that party by yourself! You invited everyone, you ordered the food, you did the decorations… I thought it was amazing before, but after hearing that, I thought it was… marvelous.

I could not have asked for anything better.

It was absolutely perfect.

I could not have asked for a better birthday present. Today was the most perfect day!

I love you, I love you, I love you!

Lily

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Thursday, August 17^th

Dear James,

Do you know what I got called today?!

I was working late and decided that I need a strong cup of coffee, so I left to go to the break-room. On my way there, I ran into… well, his name is too hard to spell. I’ve met him before, though, and had him write it down once, so I‘d spell it write. Guess it didn’t work.

Anyway, I had a few pieces of parchment in my hands, reading through them- it was a letter I’d just received from Emma… When I ran straight into something! I fell flat on my bum. I was completely mortified, but a quick glance down the corridor told me there was no one else there. Except for the person I’d run into.

I looked up, smiled apologetically, and immediately started telling the tall stranger how sorry I was. He only grinned and held out his hand for me.

“I must not have been watching where I was going! I’m so sorry!” I said.

He nodded and gave a graceful bow. “The fault was all mine- Mrs. Potter, correct? Lily Potter?”

I was so surprised that I dropped my parchment again! He bent down to pick it back up for me- again. I could only stare, wide-eyed at him. He thought we were already married, love!

I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or explain or sigh in appreciation.

Anyway, I didn’t even bother correcting him! I just let him call me that. We stood there, talking for a few moments, until I realized his name. I’d gone to school with him in secondary school- and he was at Hogwarts with us. A Ravenclaw in the year ahead of us.

My point of all that was… doesn’t it sound lovely? Lily Potter? Lily Potter.

Lily Elizabeth Evans Potter.

Lily Potter.

Mrs. Lily Potter.

Mrs. J. Potter

Mr. and Mrs. James Potter.

LILY POTTER!!!

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Tuesday, August 29^th

James, dear,

Today was- is your first field job. I think I was more afraid than you were! I wasn’t really afraid because I don’t think you can do it- it’s quite the opposite. I know you’re quite powerful as an auror. I heard Frank Longbottom talking about you and Sirius and Remus- and everyone else who started auror training when you did, as a matter of fact- and he seemed really proud of you. He said you were really advanced for your age. I wasn’t exactly supposed to be in that part of the building, so I had to leave pretty quick, but I couldn’t help but glow with pride for you after hearing it. Since I’m not really supposed to know, I don’t know what Frank would do if he found out I know, but I don’t think he’d mind so much. He rather likes you.

I rather like you too, you know?

In fact, I’m positively crazy about you.

Which is why I can’t wait until tomorrow, to see you. I hope everything goes all right today. I know how much you hate doing that paperwork they’ve had you buried under, so I was kind of pleased when you told me you were finally getting to go out somewhere. The only other first years they allowed were Sirius and Remus- isn’t it odd that you three are always advancing together in your training? Do you plan that or are you all just that good?

Well, love, I supposed I should get back to my work- I’ve got a stack of parchment that would appall even Professor McGonagall waiting for me here.

Much love,

Lily

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Friday, September 1^st

Dear James,

Today was a bit depressing for me. On the first Friday of every month, I get out after lunch, but today, we had more work to do than expected, so I had to stay after.

That, and you left this morning for an ‘emergency situation.’ I hate the thought that you’re going to be heading off for a lot of those soon. Of course, like I’ve said before, it’s a good thing, you saving people… I just hate to think of you in danger. What if something happens? Oh, there I go again, being despairing.

Also, today was the first day of classes at Hogwarts. It seems like we should be riding that scarlet engine right now, not off fighting dark wizards, throwing spells, or struggling with towering stacks of parchment, wild owls, and even wilder bosses.

I just need to get away for a few minutes… I wish that you were here, somewhere in the Ministry, like you usually are. I feel a bit more secure as long as I know you’re here, that I can go talk to you if I need to. Does that make sense, love? Oh, now that I read it, it sounds so selfish…

So I’ll just look forward to tonight, when you get back. And it might even be before that, we can never tell. I’m just going to pretend that you are up at your desk, and finish my paperwork. Oh, sometimes I wish I could go out and do a field job, instead of doing charms and papers.

But I’ll do my best not to complain from now on. I know you don’t like me to be sad, so I won’t. I remember that we’re both working on our dream- the one that has me and you, happily married… Maybe a child or two. We’ve already discussed that.

Oh, how I love you.

Always yours,

Lily

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Tuesday, September 5^th

Dear James,

Well… You’re off today on your longest mission yet. Five days- four nights. I don’t really think you sounded too excited about this one- you wouldn’t say, but I think it’s a bit dangerous. I’m worried for you, but I know you’re one of the best there and they have to have you.

There isn’t really much else to say- not much else is happening anywhere today…

Be careful on your mission, dear.

Love,

Lily

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Monday, September 18^th

Dear James,

That man that I ran into in the corridor with the weird name a few weeks ago was at the Ministry again today.

But… today, I noticed he had a French accent. I’ve never noticed that before! Even the last time I saw him, he didn’t talk that way.

He sure is secretive. I saw him many times, talking to the oddest of people- and in the oddest places. I’m not sure what he’s up to, but I hope it’s nothing bad. I think he might be working with the Unspeakables.

Isn’t that an odd place to work? Imagine working somewhere where you can’t even talk to your husband or wife about your day, because they’re so secretive. I don’t think I could keep anything from you… It’s a good thing my job isn’t secretive. Well, it is in a way, but I trust you with anything.

He even looks secretive, the way I would expect an Unspeakable to look. He’s got dark hair and eyes, very dark skin, and is almost always wearing a long set of black robes with a bulky, black cloak. He even wears black boots and sometimes a pair of black gloves. Strange, isn’t it?

It was another boring day, other than the mystery man.

I’m sorry my entries are getting to be so disappointing! I’ll try better, love, I promise.

Miss Lily Eva- wait! It’s not going Miss, according to Mr. French-accent-Unspeakable man, is it? (Giggles) It’s…

Mrs. Lily Potter!

I love you, dear.

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Friday, September 29^th

My dearest James,

Isn’t it hard to believe it’s already three months since you proposed? It seems like so much longer! But I don’t mind. It’s rather nice, in fact.

I like just living with you. It’s… just normal. And right. I love waking up next to you.

Today, I’m getting off early- I don’t have to come back after lunch- I can’t tell you what a relief that is. I was owling your mum, so I mentioned that and she sent an owl back, wanting to go shopping. I love the idea! You’re on a mission today, anyway. You probably won’t be back until late, if today at all.

If I can’t be with one Potter, I suppose I can be with another, eh? Oh, I’m just kidding darling.

But I do love shopping with your mum. It’s always fun. She gets a bit wild when she finds something she wants. I wish you could have seen her one day, fighting over a set of robes with another woman there, close to her age. It was the last robe left in that size and color and both women claimed they weren’t leaving without that robe! Well, your mum won after about… twenty minutes of pulling, shoving, and arguing. She didn’t even end up buying anything at that store! She certainly knows how to argue her way to a good price, too. I hope I’ll learn a thing or two from her!

Well, dear, I’m going to meet Remus and Emma for lunch, but I’ll see you tonight. Or tomorrow morning. Whichever, know that I love you.

Be safe, dear!

Love,

Lily

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Saturday, October 7^th

Morning!

Can you believe it was exactly one year ago that I started the first diary to you? It was then that I realized I fancied you. Am I ever glad that I did!

You’re not here this morning, you had to go in early for work, but I’m going to meet you for lunch.

When I woke up this morning, a single white lily was on my pillow. I know you remembered what today is.

Isn’t it funny how we always seem to think of the same things like that? I think it’s cute when you do.

I hardly know what to do with myself today! You’re working and I’m not. It’s the first day for that. Oh! I do remember something I’ve got planned. I have a special meeting with Professor Dumbledore at eleven. I owled him last week, requesting a meeting. He told me that I should never ask, I should just show up. But I owled him anyway, because this is important and he has to agree. I’m sure he will, because it’s about you, and I know for a fact that he’s every bit as proud of you as I am. Well, not every bit, but he comes close.

Which is why he’ll let me do what I’m planning.

I’ll only tell you this for now… It’s a big surprise that I’ve got for you for our one year anniversary.

Okay, I’ll tell you one more thing… I’ve already gone to Alastor Moody and asked for you to have the day off on Wednesday the 25^th and I’m already off. So it’s all set! Now all we need is an okay from Dumbledore. But like I said! He’ll agree. I know it.

Well, love, I’ve got to run, or I’ll be late! I can’t be late!

Much love,

Your Liliest Lily

P.S. He’ll agree!

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Friday, October 13^th

My Jamie,

Don’t you feel sorry for those little third years who took Divination today? It’s Friday the 13^th- I just bet Calansky or whatever her name is will be trying to scare them out of their wits with her stories and such. Do you remember how put off she used to get with me when I couldn’t remember her name? I always called her something different because I couldn’t just get it quite right. I think our class found it rather amusing. I know you did!

I don’t see what the big deal about the day is, really. I’ve never had any worse of luck on the 13^th. Just because I was a little late for work (I burned your breakfast and wouldn’t let you eat it, luckily you have to be in for work a little later than I do, so I made you something else), knocked a stack of parchment off Bobbie’s desk three times when I was answering his calls, tripped twice in my new shoes, and nearly fell in a puddle when Alice and I were meeting you and Frank for lunch.

But that isn’t enough to change my mind about the day. That stuff happens to me all the time!

Besides, Bobbie let me off work early, so I think it was a good day. And no, it wasn’t because I wasn’t doing anything right!

Dumbledore okayed my plan last Saturday, like I knew he would. When he said yes, I nearly got up and hugged him across the desk, but I was able to restrain myself. I did grin and thank him about twelve times, though. He even let me stay for lunch- I got to sit up at the Head table, next to him, as a guest. I wanted to go and sit with the seventh years at the Gryffindor table, as I’ve always been good friends with all of them, and they were only one year below us, but I didn’t. I wanted to see what it felt like to be up at the Head table. It was neat, if not proper.

Well, love, I’d best go get dinner ready for us both. You’re hungry, I can tell by the way you’re poking around in the kitchen. I know how you are around food, so I’d better go before you blow the place up.

Love,

Lily

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Friday, October 20^th

James,

That’s it! I’ve finished all my plans, talked to all the right people, and have everything in order. Now all that’s left if to wait for Wednesday. I’m getting rather excited, myself. I can’t wait until you see what I’ve got planned!

That’s what I’m most excited to see- your face. I’m not sure what you expect me to have planned, but it isn’t this. Oh, love, I’m so excited! We’re going to get up Wednesday morning, and apparate to Hogsmeade, then take a horseless carriage up to the castle, just like in the old days, then…

Well, I suppose it won’t be a surprise if I tell you! Not that you’re reading this now, but I think it’d be more fun this way.

Oh, I’m all fit to burst with excitement!

Your Lily

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Monday, October 23^rd

Dear James,

I told you last night that we’re both out of work on Wednesday. You begged for me to tell you what we’re doing, but you won’t get an answer from me! I did want to tell you, though, but I kept it to myself… I’m rather proud that I did.

It’ll make it more worth it, I promise! Now, I think you’re excited about it. I’m glad, because I am, too. In fact, I’m flat out looking forward to it. It can’t get here soon enough.

I’ve also decided that I’m going to give this book to you when we go… where we’re going.

It’ll be the perfect day for both of us, I hope!

Well, for now, I think I’d better go, but I’ll try my best to write in here once more before I give it to you.

I love you so much!

Lily Elizabeth Evans

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Wednesday, October 25^th

James, my love,

Well… today is one year. One year.

That’s one to make up for the seven, yes? Oh, I love you.

I haven’t gotten you up yet, but I plan to soon. I’m going to run in the kitchen and make you breakfast first, then bring it to you when I wake you up. Oh, I can’t wait to take you to Hogwarts, dear! I’m getting more and more excited the closer it gets.

I’ll give this to you today, too. I’m rather excited about that, too.

But I’ll hate not writing to you… But maybe, just maybe I’ll get to do it again someday. You never know!

Well, love, I think I’ll go start your breakfast now, so we can get this day going!

It’s going to be great fun- I know you’ll enjoy it!

Love you!

Your Lily-Flower Evans

P.S. Don’t forget to think of me when you see this green book, too, because I’m always thinking of you!

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ARGH! IT’S A SHEEP!

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The Notebook

Chapter Six: He’s Got It!

***May I just say that Monday (April 11^th) was my sixteenth birthday! Yay! I actually came in here on Monday night, to put up a chapter for you all, as a birthday present to you, but when I got online I couldn’t remember what I was on for! So I went to bed, feeling rather stupid… Even if I was a year older. But really, you can just pretend today is my b-day! See, it works. Lol… Hope you all enjoy, I kind of like this chapter… -Lils***

[Onto the fic!]

“What is it with people and Friday the thirteenth?” Lily muttered, jumping over a puddle of muck. “They act like just because it’s October, it’s worse than any other day…”

She’d been given the day off early… Bobbie, her boss, had said she’d be better off at home for the rest of the day. Lily eagerly took to the opportunity to leave- anything to skip out on paperwork. She really did hate being bent over a stack of parchment all day. Not only did it make her back ache, but her left hand was completely covered in black ink that wouldn’t ever come off. It wasn’t quite the job she’d expected. They used more parchment in a day that any of the scribes down the hall.

“I imagine it’s the simple fact that horrible things always seem to happen to even the best of employees, especially those with clumsy hands and feet.” said a voice very near Lily’s ear.

She grinned and turned to the speaker, whose head was nearly touching her own, as he leaned down. “You think so?” she cocked her head to the side. “Wait… Bobbie told you I have clumsy hands and feet?” She frowned at him now and took a step back, feeling gravely offended.

“Something along that line. I stopped by to see you earlier, because I got the rest of the day off, thank Merlin. Moody seemed to think there was nothing do in any of the offices, so he told us all to go home. Good thing he didn’t see Sirius’s desk, or he’d be owling us back in about two seconds.” James grinned impishly and wrapped his arms around his fiancée. “Constant vigilance!” He winked. “Let’s go home, love.”

“Cheers.”

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“Lily, dear, do you and James have a date picked yet for your wedding?”

Lily laughed quietly and leaned against the clothes rack. “Not exactly.” she glanced shyly at James’s mum, Gail, as she shuffled through the size fours.

“What do you mean, not exactly? Oh, this would look good on you!” Gail held up a velvety set of emerald-green dress robes.

“We know around the time we want it, but it just seems so far off. And really, it’s only a couple of months, and we know better than anyone that time doesn’t matter…” She took the velvet robes in her hands. “It’s just that we don’t want to wait forever, either. We aren’t really getting far with our planning. Every time we make a decision, one of us has another idea, and then we have to switch…” Lily smiled, just thinking of James. “You know how stubborn we both are! And this robe is a bit too big around the middle.”

“You know the charm to shrink it. That color would just look… exquisite on you. I know what you mean- the wedding plans are the hardest part of the engagement, but I know the two of you will figure out something simply perfect.” Gail smiled in a motherly way to Lily. She liked her very much already.

“We do know a few things that we want for it, though… Like we don’t want to see a bunch of people we don’t really know, or even like, so we’re not inviting all that many… Well, not really. And we don’t want some giant thing, where people are snoring by the end of the day, because we tried to do too much. No, it’s not going to be anything terribly fancy or anything. Just us.”

“Oh, I think that’s a lovely decision, Lily!” Gale glowed with pride. Merlin, those two were smart for their age. “Do you know what you want your bridesmaids to wear yet?”

“I haven’t got a clue! James is begging me for Gryffindor colors, of course.” Lily laughed. “It all just seems to be… overwhelming me.” Lily paused, fingering a soft white robe. “What… what was your wedding like?”

“Oh… It was beautiful.” Gail sighed in contempt and gazed absently over the clothing racks. “I still remember it as if it was yesterday. We were so happy then… Still are, though, but that day… We were just…”

Lily felt her shoulders sagging, slightly.

“What is it, Lily?” Gail asked, suddenly serious. She put her hand on Lily’s arm.

“It’s just… I want everyone to remember my wedding- I want it to be different, somehow, because James and I… we’re different and I want people to remember us that way.” She sighed again and looked down at the tiled floor. “But the way things are going, we’ll never have a wedding at all.”

She watched another lady, about her mothers age, flipping through a stack of sale items.

“I love him so much, it wouldn’t matter to me if our wedding had ten people or ten thousand people, but I want it to be perfect… I don’t guess it really matters what it looks like, as long as he’s there. And me, I suppose.” Lily let out a disbelieving laugh. It sounded even worse, now that she’d voiced her concern.

But Gail only laughed and smiled. She nodded understandingly. “I know what you mean. And don’t worry, dear, you’ll find it. And how could we all not remember it, just because it’s the two of you? I doubt people on the street could forget Lily and James, as perfect for each other as the two of you are.”

Lily watched her (soon-to-be) mother-in-law carefully, a small smile slowly creeping it’s way onto her lips. “You’re right. We’ll find it. Crying or getting angry won’t help us figure out what we want any faster.”

“That’s right, dear. You know, that’s one of the things I love so much about you. No matter how things are going, you always seem to find a better way to look at them. I’ve heard James say that before, but I’ve never seen it in a person, until I met you.”

Lily blushed at this unexpected compliment and bowed her head, under the pretense of looking at a pair of shoes… She wondered what else James had told his parents.

If what she’d told her parents about him was any indication, his parents had been hearing things about her for a long time.

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Lily chuckled as she scribbled on the napkin in her lap. She knew her surprise for James would be something even he wouldn’t have thought of. She couldn’t wait until next Wednesday, when she could finally give it to him. Or… take him there.

As far as she knew, he had no idea she was even planning anything, but Lily wasn’t taking her chances. She hadn’t told anyone about her idea, except Professor Dumbledore and a few other people whose cooperation for the event would be required.

“What are you doing, there?” Remus asked, taking his seat once again.

The two had met for lunch, since Sirius and James were both gone- and the two were feeling slightly left-out and alone.

“Ah… something I’ve been planning for James for our one year anniversary.” Lily smiled to herself. It felt good to have something to do, other than cook or work. “The ideas for it come to me at the most random times.”

“I see.” Remus nodded. “What are you doing?”

Lily bit her lip. She did want to tell someone… She was so excited, she might burst if she didn’t tell someone the whole plan. Remus would never tell James.

“I haven’t told anyone yet, so it has to be a secret, all right?” She said seriously, leaning forward to whisper it. “I’ve already talked to Moody and Bobbie, so we’ve both got the day off… And I’ve made plans with Dumbledore.”

“Oh, Dumbledore?” Remus grinned. He knew this was going to be good.

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Lily picked uninterestedly at the pillow in her lap. It was Sunday night and James still wasn’t home- he should have been back at one on Saturday, so he could be at home for a few hours before leaving again that night, to be back on Monday evening.

She hadn’t heard from him since Thursday when he’d gone. But she knew he’d be back as soon as he could- he wouldn’t keep her waiting.

He hadn’t, as long as she could remember.

For some reason, the memory of the Halloween Ball came to her mind. She saw herself dancing with James, both were laughing and smiling. She smiled and hugged the pillow. She couldn’t wait until he got home. It would be good just to be in his arms again.

With a decided air, Lily got to her feet and went to the hall closet, where she pulled a red and gold box off the top shelf. She smiled and sat right there, on the floor.

She pulled off the lid and sighed. Inside were dozens of pictures of James and her… At the Halloween Ball, sitting in the common room, opening Christmas presents, walking down a pathway of leaves, holding hands.

It was their special box… Where they kept pictures, cards, spare bits of parchment- anything.

With a sudden idea, Lily jumped to her feet and pulled her gray overcoat out of the closet. She took a handful of muggle cash out of her jar by her bed and hurried out the door, stuffing her keys in her pocket.

She returned, an hour later, with a fat shopping bag and a goofy grin.

She settled once more in the hallway, with her box of pictures and bag.

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It was there that James found her, some time later, when he wearily opened the front door and set down his bag.

She hadn’t heard him come in, so she stayed there, legs crossed, hair in a messy bun, humming James’s favorite song.

He watched her for a few moments, leaned up against the wall, with a grin to match hers in its goofiness. She was just flipping back through a large leather-bound book, a look of immense satisfaction on her face, when she started gathering the scattered pictures, tape, glue, stickers, parchment, and her wand. She sighed happily and turned to walk into the kitchen, and her eyes fell on James, standing there. Her face lit up with happiness and she ran forward, dropping her armload.

James laughed and held out his arms. “My girl is still here, eh?”

Lily threw her arms around his neck and hugged him. “Of course she is. Where else would she go?” She snuggled her face into his neck. “Oh, I’m glad you’re home… I’ve been so lonely, love. And bored.”

James picked her up off the floor and spun her around in a circle.

“I couldn’t have gotten away sooner- we couldn’t even come back yesterday, we were so busy. But we finished up today, so no going back.”

“Good. How long have you been standing here?” she asked, kissing him.

“Not long. I was just enjoying the sight of you doing your… project. What is it?” he asked with interest, peering down at the once again scattered corridor.

Lily laughed proudly. “I was really missing you, so I made us something.” She slid out of his arms, but took one of his hands and led him over the mess. “It’s of all the time we’ve been together.” She picked up the leather-bound book and handed it to him.

James opened the front cover and sighed. On the first page was a picture of the two, dancing and spinning around the fountain at Hogwarts. Both were grinning and completely ignoring the camera. Underneath the picture, Lily had written, in curly, golden letters: Lily and James… Something to Remember.

James looked up at Lily, speechless.

She only smiled softly and squeezed his hand in understanding.

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“Come on, Lily! This isn’t fair! At least give me a hint!” James pleaded, putting on the most pathetic look he could manage.

“A hint? You want a hint?” Lily giggled mischievously. She was quite pleased with herself- she hadn’t given away a single thing, despite his hardest efforts to make her crumble. That morning, she’d gotten up early, given him breakfast in bed, and apparated him to Hogsmeade, without him knowing where they were. She’d been quite proud when she had the blindfold idea- James had no clue where she was leading him.

He nodded vigorously, so Lily left her seat in the carriage and slid beside James, who sensed her movements, but couldn’t guess what she was doing.

She put her hand to his cheek and turned his face to hers. She giggled again before leaning in and kissing him deeply.

James smiled into the kiss and pulled Lily closer.

The carriage pulled to a bumpy stop. Lily jumped and pulled away from James, both still grinning. She helped him out of the carriage, and up to the steps of the castle. “Do you trust me?” she asked.

“Always, love.” was the immediate reply.

Lily smiled. “Okay, then. Hold still a moment.” She went up on the step behind him and untied his blindfold. “Are you ready?”

James nodded, so with a quick kiss on the cheek, she let the scarlet scarf fall. He took a quick look around, then at Lily. “Okay.”

“Hogwarts isn’t the surprise. That is.” Lily shivered excitedly and pointed down toward the Quidditch pitch, where the stands were packed, and fourteen players were taking their warm-up flights.

“A… a match?” He sounded disbelieving.

Lily’s smile faltered. She’d thought he would like the idea of going to one of the old Quidditch games. She knew he missed Quidditch, as he still talked about it when he saw the points each team had. She’d met especially with Professor Dumbledore, to ask if he would mind having the game that was originally scheduled for the following Saturday a few days early. It was a Slytherin-Gryffindor game: James’s favorite at school. Even Remus had said James would love it, when she told him.

“You don’t like it.” she said dully. “Well, I have something else for you, anyway.” she said hurriedly. “I just thought that you might like to-”

“Oh, Lily, I love it!”

Relief- warm, happy relief spread through Lily’s body. She smiled again.

“But- on a Wednesday?”

“I… had a little chat with Dumbledore.” she said casually.

“Oh, Lily! Thank you!” James grinned and put his arms around her. “Thank you.”

“It’s Gryffindor versus Slytherin.” Lily added.

James chuckled. “You know me too well.”

“Well, come on! I bet those kids down there are tired of waiting for us. There’s a game they want to see!”

They walked down the grassy slopes, to the Quidditch pitch, holding hands. It almost felt like they were back in school again… It was nice.

But as they reached the stairs that led to the stands, Lily hesitated. “I… I didn’t know which you’d like better- stands with the rowdy Gryffindors or the Top Box with the professors. We can sit in either.”

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“Oh… and love? There’s one more thing.” Lily said, as they watched a sixth year by the name of McKenzie Star, the Seeker of Gryffindor go into a sudden dive.

“More? Lils, you’re spoiling me.” James chuckled.

“Ah, yes, I know.” Without taking her eyes from the game, Lily took her diary from her pocket and passed it over, to James.

He took it in his hands, but didn’t say anything. He didn’t even have to open it to know what it was.

It was only after the Snitch was caught and the stands were exploding in wild eruptions of cheers that Lily noticed James was staring at her. She gave him a small smile, trying to gauge his reaction to her present.

The Gryffindors around them were on their feet, talking about the match, all starting to leave the stands, to hug their victorious house members, but Lily and James were still in their seats. James hadn’t taken his eyes off her since she’d given him the diary, and Lily had hardly looked at him.

Finally, James reached over and put a finger under her chin. He forced her to look up, into his eyes. She did for a moment, then looked away. “Lily, look at me.” he said in a soft, but commanding voice.

Slowly, she obeyed… but her bottom lip was trembling and her cheeks were wet with tears.

“What are you crying for?” He smiled slightly.

“You hate it.” She swallowed hard. “I thought you’d like it.”

“I’ve already told you I love it.” Now he was laughing quietly, too.

“You didn’t say a word throughout the entire match. You just sat there. Probably thinking about something more useful you could be doing at work.” More tears fell down her cheeks, but she didn’t turn her head.

“I didn’t say anything because I was wondering what I ever did to get such a wonderful girl. One who would do just about anything for me, I think… No, I know.” James said softly. “One that planned the most perfect day for me- one that is crying because she thinks I could possibly hate it. One who is right on almost all occasions… except this one.” He put his hand under her chin; she smiled. “One who loves me so much she cleans for me and cooks my dinner- agreed to marry me- stubborn, messy, forgetful me. What did I ever do to deserve such a girl? I could never repay her for all the things she’s done for me… But Merlin, I love her.”

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Lily fell angrily on the couch. She pushed her favorite pillow away impatiently and wrapped her arms around her legs, folding them in front of her.

The day had not been kind to her.

First, she woke up (with a raging headache) to find that James had been called away in the night, and would be gone until after dinner, if not later; she’d been late to work, because she was trying to pick up the flat, just in case he came home earlier; and she’d left her lunch at home on the table, meaning she had to apparate home, and leave the office, which she didn’t like to do on days she wasn’t eating out. The day hadn’t ended well, either- Bobbie yelled at her twice, which had never happened before, and she felt ill, so she couldn’t apparate; on her walk home, she was nearly hit by a double-decker bus with a mad driver, she couldn’t find her keys when she first reached the door, and she tripped over her poor little flower plant (which had long since been neglected) upon entering the apartment.

The day had not been kind to her.

She was slowly beginning to hate her job. Hate it with a passion. At first, she’d been upbeat and kept telling herself it would get better. Things had improved a little, after she’d completed her training stage, and her fellow colleagues saw that she wasn’t an ignorant little twit just looking for a summer job… But things still weren’t glamorous.

James had loved his job from the first minute he’d walked in the door- true, it was a little hard and demanding at times, but what thing that’s worth it isn’t? Lily wished she could love her job the way James loved his.

When the two were discussing their jobs, Lily would smile and say how much she loved it… In truth, she felt suffocated and like she was being held back. She had thought that the Committee of Experimental Charms would be exciting, trying new spells and charms before anyone else, but all it really was was a load of paper and an occasional day of charming rats.

Rats!

Lily didn’t even like to touch rats.

Still, she breathed not a word of it to anyone… even James. She thought that if she did, he might tell her to quit… and then, what would she do? Sit at home and knit? Lily didn’t fancy being kept in a stuffy house, even her beloved flat she shared with James, so she kept her mouth shut and bore it the best she could.

Hugging her knees for comfort, Lily ran things over in her mind. It had been three months since she started working on the committee… She was still young, still only a few months out of school, and still eager to do whatever job she had with as much enthusiasm and brilliance as she could muster.

It was in that moment that Lily made up her mind. She would just have to ask James first… Though she was almost positive he would approve.

Not that she had to have his consent first, she just wanted to have his support.

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James had barely had time to see a hair full of red hair throw itself upon him before he was being hugged the tightest he thought he’d ever been hugged. “Lily!” he laughed. “I’m glad to see you, too, love.”

“Oh, James! I’m ever so glad you’re finally home.” she sighed into his cloak. “I really need to talk to you about something important and I could hardly wait for you to get here, so I can ask you.”

“Okay… Would you mind terribly if I-”

“Oh, you can go ahead and take a shower, if you want. I‘ve already eaten, but I‘ve got it in the oven, I’m sure you’re hungry, yes?” Lily said.

James smiled sheepishly at her. “You always know.”

“I’m just brilliant.” Lily winked at him and headed back into the kitchen. “Glad you’re home.”

“Me too. Today was… well, not fun. It was ugly, in fact. How was your day?” he called, going over to the dresser and pulling open the bottom drawer.

“Erm… It was a day.” Lily said truthfully.

“Oh.” He knew right off that something was up, but he didn’t ask. Instead, he ran to the bathroom, took a quick shower and came out smiling.

“Okay.” he said, taking his seat at the table. “Let’s hear it, then.”

Lily pulled her leg up in her chair and leaned her head on her knee, thinking how to best phrase her question. “Well, I-”

“This is about work.” James said. He took a bite of his roast beef and smiled. “Ooh, honey, this is excellent. You’re getting very good.”

Lily laughed and shook her head. “It isn’t at all difficult. Yes… it’s about work. How did you know?”

“I do pay attention, even if you try not to show me how you hate it.” He picked up his glass and took a drink. “That, and I could just tell from your diary.”

“But… do you know what I want to do about it?” Lily asked meekly.

“You… you want to quit.” James narrowed his eyes in thought. “But I know that staying at home wouldn’t suit you. You couldn’t stand that.” He smiled. “But I’m all for you getting a job somewhere else. You’re too talented to be filing their paperwork.”

Lily’s eyes widened. “You… really don’t mind that I want to quit?”

“I think it would be best if you left there. You don’t like it. Why work somewhere you hate?” He nodded encouragingly. “Do you have anything in mind?”

“Yes…” Lily bit her lip. “But it takes three months of training before I’d actually start working.” she said anxiously.

“Understandable.”

“I want to try Healing.” Lily said quickly, waiting breathlessly for his reply.

James considered her carefully. “I can see you Healing.” He grinned. “So if I’m ever sick, you can take care of me.”

“So you don’t care? Really?”

“I’ve already told you, I’m behind you one hundred percent at whatever you want to do. Healing would be a good thing for you. Seriously. I think you have too much energy and passion to be poking toads and rats with your wands. Now you can poke humans, instead.” James chuckled and pushed his empty plate away. “Lovely dinner, by the way.”

Lily broke out with a relieved smile. “Thank you for understanding.”

“I wish you’d said something sooner. You’ve been there four months and… two weeks.”

“I didn’t want you to worry about it.” She smiled tentatively, playing with the corner of James’s napkin, head still on her knee.

James sighed and pushed back his chair. He got down on his knees, in front of Lily’s chair. “Look, Lils. I know we’re not married yet, and we’re still young, and that we’re not all that used to being out in the big, bad real world, working and buying groceries… cooking, cleaning, living. But I want you to know you can come to me for anything. I mean it, anything. You know that?” He smiled playfully and put his chin on her other knee, where her hand was.

“I know that.” She smiled shyly, then paused. She recognized that look! He was about to tickle her, or something equally immature of that nature.

Just as he started forward, cackling and grinning, Lily jumped up and ran for the living room. There was no way she was about to be tickled!

James, on the other hand, had a different opinion on the matter.

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“Lily! I’ve got it!” James cried, jumping out of his chair, knocking it to the floor.

Lily smiled. “What have you got?” She asked, holding her wand in one hand, a spoon in the other.

“I meant to tell you earlier! How could I forget?” He said excitedly, putting his chair back in place. “What we can do for our wedding!”

“Oh?” She looked up in interest.

“Come here… I want you to see this. It’s perfect. I got the idea from Emma and Remus, actually. And Sirius, believe it or not. And no, it isn’t horrible. I actually like the idea.”

“Sirius?” Lily asked doubtfully. “I’m not sure he’s all that-”

“No, seriously, Lil, come here!” James pulled her, spoon and all, over to the kitchen table. Lily laughed and set it down on a napkin.

“Okay. What?”

“What if we have it on June 29^th-- exactly one year since we got engaged.”

Lily nodded. “I like that.”

“But- if you look on the calendar, they’ll already be out of school- they get out two days before… Well, what if we…” He trailed off, looking in the direction of the teapot. It was whistling shrilly.

“Sorry…” Lily muttered, sending a spell in it’s direction.

“This is brilliant, really, see, if we have it on that day, we can-”

At that moment, there was a popping noise in the living room. “Oi! James? Have you told her yet?” Remus called.

James groaned. “Not yet, Moony.”

“What are you waiting for, then? Tell her already!” He cried exasperatedly. He walked into the kitchen. “Oh! Fixing dinner, are we?”

“Pork chops, roast potatoes, and pumpkin pie.” Lily answered patiently. She turned back to James and smiled. “There’s a loaf of bread in the oven, too.”

“Yum! Anyway, he wants to-”

“Shut it, Moony, let me tell her!” James said through clenched teeth.

“Apologies.” Remus snickered.

“Anyway, I think-”

“PRONGS! Have you told her?!” Sirius called.

James threw up his hands in annoyance. “I’ll never get it out!”

“Get what out?” Sirius asked. “Oh! Dinner!”

“Pork chops and potatoes!” Remus said brightly, taking the seat next to Lily at the table. “And Lily’s bread… and pumpkin pie.”

“Oh, Lils, I love your bread! You’re just about better than the Hogwarts house-elves, really. Have you told her yet? Has he, Moony?”

“Oi!” James cried.

Lily smiled, fighting back a laugh. At this rate, they’d never have a wedding, exactly like she told Gail.

“I’ll tell her, then. Lily, he wants-”

“I CAN TELL HER!”

“Merlin, Prongs.” Sirius snickered, joining them at the table.

“I want-” James started.

“Lily?” Emma called. She, too, had joined the party. “Hey! You’re making dinner! No one cooks better than you. Yum!”

Lily and James both turned to her. “It’s pork chops and potatoes!” they said together. Emma shrugged.

“And a loaf of her bread! And pumpkin pie!” Sirius grinned and rubbed his hands together.

“Sounds good. Have you told her yet?”

“Argh!” James ruffled his hair. “You lot aren’t helping!”

“Who else have you told? Because I’m pretty sure they’ll show up, too.” Lily laughed quietly.

“I’m thinking-”

“Just tell her!”

James turned, agitated, to Sirius. “Oi, I can’t even finish a sent-”

“And get it over with!”

James looked at Lily. “Do you think-”

“Quit stalling!”

“Are you all enjoying this?!” James asked. “Hey! I finally finished one of my-”

“Lily, he wants to-” Emma began.

“Have everyone ride the Hogwarts Express-” Sirius interrupted.

“On June 29^th-” Remus added.

“To Hogwarts-”

“So you guys can-”

“Get married there.”

James made a sound between disgust and annoyance. He ruffled his hair in frustration. “So much for me telling her, eh?” he muttered.

“You weren’t doing it-”

“And we just wanted to-”

“Help!”

“Would you stop that?! It’s creepy!” James yelped. He ran a hand through his hair again, feeling strangely distracted.

“What do you mean-”

“This? Oh, you and-”

“Lils do it all the time!”

“So how about-”

“That dinner? Lily, it smells-”

“Absolutely divine!”

Lily put her hand over James’s and leaned forward, resting her chin on his shoulder; he turned his head, looking at her with worried eyes. “I think it’s brilliant.” she whispered.

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Haha! I love the ending… Any comments? Please? As a birthday present, I NEED REVIEWS!

A/N: Hey, guys! I’m so, so, so sorry it’s been so long! I promise not to do it again… I think. Anyway, enjoy!

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Tuesday, April 3^rd

My Dearest Lily-Love,

I’m sure you know what yesterday was… Of course you do. It was the day you finished all of your Healer training… I couldn’t be more proud of you, you know.

When I came home from work yesterday afternoon, I thought an angel must have found its way into our flat… But it was you. A beautiful smile was your only adornment, as you aren’t allowed to wear anything “flashy” in training (we sill have yet to understand this concept), other than the pin with your name on your lime-green robes (a very, very bright green)… Oh, but your smile… I fell in love with you all over again, just because of it.

I really am glad you started training at St. Mungo’s. I think you like it better… actually, I know you do. We still have a good laugh over the way Bobbie offered you everything from a better office to a raise if you‘d stayed. Poor bloke.

Aren’t our mums having the time of their lives with our wedding plans? I was a little afraid of their enthusiasm at first, but now, I think it’s rather sweet… in a very mother-ish way. They just want to help, I suppose. Actually, I’m not too sure who is more excited about our wedding- me and you or our mums. Strange, isn’t it?

Speaking of which… I just heard someone knocking- must be your mum. We invited everyone over for dinner tonight… Or I should say you invited everyone over for dinner tonight. You’re the cook of the house.

Love,

James

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Wednesday, April 11^th

Good morning, Lily-love!

I was looking through the other notebooks that we’ve written to each other in and I noticed something. April eleventh was the first time you ever told me you loved me. Neat, isn’t it?

Ah, I just thought I’d put that in here.

Love you!

James

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Friday, April 13^th

Ha! It’s Friday the thirteenth!

I imagine those poor little third years are dreading having taken Divination, don’t you? She always laid it on rather thick on Friday the 13^th…

I’m glad we’re not there, and yet… I wish we were. Now, I love living in our own flat, and getting to be with you all the time, but I also miss classes (I cannot believe I just wrote that!) and pulling pranks on the Slytherins. Not harmful pranks, mind you! Just the occasional one to make everyone laugh…

But I guess the boys and I could still prank the Slytherins… or the ex-Slytherins, I suppose it would be… Ha. I’ll have to ask Sirius and Remus what they think about that. We could prank the Death-Eaters instead of dueling them! Wouldn’t Moody just love if I suggested that? I can see him now, narrowing his eyes and grinding his teeth. “What’re you thinking, Potter? Get back to work! Constant vigilance!”

I remember the last time it was Friday the thirteenth, do you? It was last October… and a very rainy one. You’d been having a rather tough day of it.

Actually, now that I think about it, I really don’t like it when Moody grinds his teeth. It’s a horrible habit… And I tell him so just about everyday.

No wonder it’s always me that has to copy paperwork.

Actually, it’s not always me- it’s more Padfoot than anyone, but you know…

Love,

Jamsie-Boy

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Sunday, April 29^th

My Lily-love,

Can you believe it’s been ten months? Ten months since I asked you to marry me. Seems like forever ago! Not that I mind, of course.

We’re going out later to celebrate… Eating at your favorite place, of course. Actually, it’s slowly becoming my favorite place to eat, too, just because I take you there so much. They have good steak…

It doesn’t ever really feel like-

Oh, I can hear you calling, love. You’re ready to go! Goes fine by me, I have to admit, I am rather hungry…

I’m going to go… but it’s to you!

I love you, Lily-love!

Your James

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Sunday, May 6^th

Lily,

It’s been one year since we won the Quidditch Cup! That was a tough game, too. I remember it well…

We started off nicely- but only managed to get up by ten points. Really, that isn’t so bad, but we’d done loads better. I can still see the way the Bludger was hit at that Lymon bloke- the look on his face, as he dropped the Quaffle… it was great. I never thought I’d see that scared look on a Slytherin’s face… Never want to again, either. It was actually rather scary.

But do you know what I remember most about that day? Breakfast.

The team had all gotten up a little early, found the best seats at the table, and was just digging in to our bacon and toast, when you came in…

You were wearing muggle jeans and a sweater- I don’t know why I remember that so well, but I do… Anyway, you came and took a seat next to me- the one I’d saved for you- but didn’t even bother looking at the food, or any of the people there. No, your eyes were solely on me, not anyone else. I loved it. Then, as though you had no idea there were other people there, you leaned forward a bit, smiling, and said, “You know what, James? I love you.” It wasn’t quiet or timid ‘I love you‘, either… No… And I loved it.

All I could do was grin! Everyone stopped eating and talking to watch us, as you leaned forward to kiss me. I know I’ll never forget that kiss.

Well, Miss Lily, do you know what?

I love you, too!

Always have, always will.

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.

Marry me?

Oh, wait… That’s right! You already agreed, didn’t you?

Only a little under two months, dearest…

Loving you always,

James

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Tuesday, May 29^th

Dearest Lily,

We only have one month left to wait!

It doesn’t really seem like all that long anymore, does it?

We went today to pick out our rings. We got matching silver bands… I rather like them. I tried to talk you into something a little more fancy, but you wouldn’t let me. So, instead, we got the same ring, in different sizes, with engraving… Though I don’t know what you engraved in mine and you don’t know what I had put in yours.

You’re brilliant for coming up with that, you know. Absolutely brilliant.

I wonder what our parents will think of them? We’ve both decided, though, to wait before we show anyone else. That way, we’ll get to see our own ring first… Then other people, if we let them.

Tomorrow is your first day off in a while, isn’t it? You’ve been working so hard, love, it would be impossible for me to not be proud of you. I really am.

I’m very glad you like working there better.

You’re going to eat lunch with your family, and I’m going to spend a few hours with Moony and Wormtail. Sirius has to work, unluckily for him. Poor bloke.

Love,

James

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Sunday, June 3^rd

Lils…

The last twenty-four hours have been the worst in my entire life, love. Words don’t even begin to describe.

We both know that I got called away last night around midnight on one of my “urgent auror-things…” But what we didn’t know was where, why, or who was attacked. We never know until we get to Ministry… Well, when I did, almost everyone from the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad was in the middle of leaving. I felt like I was in the middle of a hippogriff charge, between the owls, aurors, extra wizards, and the occasional Healer. Complete pandemonium.

Well, I was just reaching the middle of the Atrium, when I saw Moody walking toward me… And I have to say, I’ve seen him sad before, but it was nothing to the look on his face just then…

I don’t even know if I can write it, love…

I’m so sorry, Lily… I know nothing I can say right now will make it any better, because they were your parents, but I want you to know that I’ll always be here for you… To hug, to cry on, to hold you, to yell at… Anything at all for my Lily-love.

I’m going to go check on you again, just to be sure you’re still asleep. I hope you are, though, because you did take a potion for dreamless sleep… Not that you wanted to, but I talked you into it.

But… do you know what the absolute worst part of today was for me?

When I had to apparate home and tell you the news.

Always here for you,

Your James

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Tuesday, June 5^th

Dear Lily,

Do you know that you never cease to amaze me? It’s always something different, too. Today, it was at your strength. You’re willing to do anything once you’ve set your mind to it.

We’ve both stayed at home the last two days; you did, because I begged you to, I did because I want to be with you. Anyway, you got up around eleven, and asked me if I would mind going out to lunch. I was shocked- not only because you seemed to look and feel much better, but because you actually wanted to eat… and go somewhere. I’ve been trying to get you to eat since Sunday…

We went to your favorite restaurant, Hal’s. It was like one of our normal dates, except that I spent most of my time trying to read your real emotions.

When we got back home, though, you broke down completely in my arms… I’ll never forget the look on your face. It made me wish I could take every ounce of your pain in my arms and put it into myself.

And it made me love you even more, somehow. We sat there for a long while, thinking and talking… until I was forced to ask the question I’d wanted to ask more than any other…

“Lils,” I said. “Do you… we can put off the wedding, if you need to. I’m still here- always will be. Time doesn’t matter to me.” I felt horrible asking, too. I didn’t even know if it was the right time to say anything about that… If there ever is a right time. I just wanted to show you that I’m here… And I love you.

But you just turned to me and smiled. True, it was a rather weak smile, but it was something. I love any smile, as long as it’s from you. “My parents were looking forward to seeing us married. They couldn’t wait… I can’t wait. Or… I don’t want to.”

“I know, love, I know. Me neither.” I put my arms around you and that was that.

But… later in the afternoon, we were sitting together in the living room, when you looked up at me, your face streaked with tears and said, “James? Do you know what the last thing daddy said to me was?” very quietly.

I, of course, had no way of knowing… so you continued. “He said, after hugging me goodbye at the restaurant, ‘Lily, my little girl, all grown up. Hard to believe, it is… And, before I know it, I’ll be walking her down the aisle, to give her away. Much as I don’t want to let go of her, it’s time someone else takes care of her. I can’t be the only man for her anymore.’ He said that to me, James. Then, he touched my nose with the tip of his finger like he used to do, and walked away, hand-in-hand with my mum. It’s almost like they knew it was the last time we’d ever see each other!”

By that point, I was crying, too… Now, as a Gryffindor wizard, I’m very manly and all that, but Lils, what you said affected me more than anything I’ve ever heard in my life.

Well… I’m going to make you another cup of tea- ½ spoon of honey, just the way you like it.

All my love,

James

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Friday, June 8^th

Dear Lily,

Today wasn’t much fun- for any of us.

It was the funeral.

We all cried.

Even Sirius, who I strongly remember swearing to me in second year that he had never cried before in his life, and never would.

It wasn’t a very long ceremony, which was probably a good thing, especially for you. There were a lot of people there- some of which didn’t seem all that nice. By that, I mean that Vernon Dursley was there.

It was all I could do to keep Sirius from biting a few of their heads off… And I know you didn’t hear him, but even Remus was growling at a few of the ones that came up and said how “sorry they were.” They didn’t sound sorry. I even saw Remus rolling his wand between his fingers when Vernon walked by.

I wish you would’ve let us hex a few of them.

But we didn’t; I don’t think we could’ve been that good for anyone else, only our Lily-flower.

Well, love, I’m exhausted… I suppose you were, too, as you fell asleep the moment we got home.

I had to go over to Remus’s to get dinner, but that’s okay.

I love you, dear… Sweet dreams!

Love,

James

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Thursday, June 14^th

You asked me today what I thought about you having Remus walk you down the aisle… All I can say is that I’ve never been more happy for one of my best mates. It really is an honor- I can’t imagine Moony saying anything but yes… I even wish I could do it, but I can’t, because you’re going to be walking to me. Oh, love, I can’t wait.

You’re going to make the most beautiful bride, do you know that?

And the best wife.

And the most mother-ish mother, when the time comes.

But for now, I can’t wait to see my beautiful bride. I’ll bet anything that you’re going to take my breath away…

Oh, how I love you.

So, on June 29^th, you’re the bride, I’m the groom, Emma is the maid of honor, Sirius is the best man, and Remus is walking you down the aisle…

It’s going to be the best day of my life.

Love,

Your Jamsie

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Saturday, June 16^th

Lily, dear,

This morning, I got up early… I went looking for a house for the two of us.

I found two that I love… Both are small- but not too small… They’re both in muggle communities, but very nice ones. I looked around and talked with some of the neighbors in both places… I really like both. I’m going to take Sirius and Remus to look at them tomorrow, so I can get another opinion… or two.

I’m really happy, because I thought it was going to be a lot harder to find one I liked. Well, on my first day of looking, I found two that took my breath away. I like different things better about each, but one of them I think you’ll like more than the other… That’s the one I’m really thinking about, though I am still considering both.

I told you I was going in to work to check on a few things… So you don’t know that’s where I was! I’m going to have us all moved in by the time we come back from our honeymoon, love, I promise… I can’t wait to see your face when you first realize we have our own house…

Not just a flat, or an apartment… But a house.

Our own house.

I had to hurry to the Leaky Cauldron to meet you and Moony for lunch…

I’ll never forget the look on his face when you asked him to walk you down the aisle. He’s never been happier, love, I can tell you that.

He really does feel honored that you asked him. I’m so proud… of both of you. I can’t explain it, really, but I am, love.

And your happy tears, I loved those, too. I remember the smile you got on your face when he said that he would… I’ll admit, he was completely shocked that you asked him, but it was definitely a good thing… I know it was, just because of how he acted when you did.

He loves you, too, you know. Maybe not in the same way that I do, but he still loves you. You’re the little sister, the best friend… our Lily.

We could never live without you, now that you’ve found your way into our hearts, love.

Loving you,

James

P.S. Merlin, does that sound cheesy… But I mean it.

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Tuesday, June 19^th

Lily-love,

Today was certainly a busy one…

Very busy, truth be told.

Wasn’t so bad, though. We were just finishing up all the plans for our day. You went and bought your dress robes. I think all your friends went, plus my mum. From what I’ve heard, you look absolutely exquisite in the robes you picked…

We’re so close… It’s only a week away, now! Well, a week and three days, but it’s close enough.

Only one week…

Okay, so maybe it isn’t all that manly or Gryffindor-ish of me, but I’m nervous. But I’m only a little nervous- it’s more excited than anything, believe me, because I can’t wait!

WE’RE GOING TO BE MARRIED IN A WEEK!!

I can’t wait, I can’t wait!

My stomach is filled with butterflies… and snitches. Thousands of them.

Oh, love, I’m exhausted…

Good night, dearest.

Love,

James

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Thursday, June 21^st

Lily-

I skipped lunch today and I bought it! I bought our house.

It’s all paid for…

Just waiting for us to move into it.

I think I’ll ask my mum and dad to move our things… The morning of our wedding, you’re taking all your things to King’s Cross, so you can just get ready on the train on our way there… So I think I can have Sirius, Peter, and Remus here with me, and after you leave, we can do a quick spell that can pack all our things.

That way, the day we come back from our honeymoon (at Hogwarts), I’ll be able to carry you through the front door of our first house. Our house.

It’s my wedding gift to you… Very worth it, I must say.

I’m terribly excited, but I’d best go back to work, love… Much as I certainly don’t want to.

Love,

James

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Monday, June 25^th

My dearest Lily,

FOUR days! Can you believe it? I can’t!

Oh, but I can at the same time.

I’m so happy.

We’ve been a couple for one year and eight months, now, too…

I’ve never been so happy that I asked you to go to the Halloween Ball with me. I never dreamed that you would say yes. Maybe persistence really does pay off? I could never be as happy with anyone else as I am with you, you know that?

I hope you do.

Four days…

All that I have left to do is pick up my robes. Not much, is it? You’ve not really got much, but I think you have more to do than me. It’s always easy on the guy, though, according to Sirius, because all he has to do is get dressed and sit around with his mates. Girls have to do all that fluffy hair, makeup, dress stuff, and let their friends fawn over them.

Well… I say that now, but I bet when I see you, I’ll be wishing I could fawn over you, too.

I just heard you apparate home, so I’d better put this away… Don’t want you to know I’m writing to you, do I?

All my love,

Your James

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Tuesday, June 26^th

Lily,

Well, I bought my dress robes today. They don’t look so bad in them, either, I must say. Sirius, Remus, Peter, and my father went with me. It was actually quite fun, just us blokes.

It’s feeling more and more real as the days go by, don’t you think?

Real is good, though.

I like real.

Three days, love…

Three days until there is a Mrs. James Potter.

Ooh, I like that… I think I’ll write it again, just so I can see it…

Mrs. James Potter.

Mrs. Lily Potter…

Lily Potter.

I like that!

Love,

Your James

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Thursday, June 28^th

Lily-love,

Tomorrow is our day… In fact, it’s almost Friday, really. Only a few minutes.

The Marauders went out tonight… The last time we’ll ever do so- as unmarried men, that is.

It was fun… but sad, in a way.

We just went over to the Three Broomsticks, in Hogsmeade, for old times sake. After that, we went up to the school, around the forest… Just to look.

I’ve never seen anything so beautiful as the castle tonight.

Or… I thought so, until I came home and found you in bed. Your hair was all down, and around your shoulders, your lips were parted ever-so-slightly, and you were smiling. You looked beautiful…

I almost woke you, just to tell you how much I love you.

But I didn’t. Instead, I sat down on the windowsill, so that I can just see your face as I write. That’s where I am right now.

I don’t know how you do it.

You’re amazing.

Love,

James

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Friday, June 29^th

Good morning, Lily-love!

It really is a good morning. Beautiful, really… Though not as beautiful as you. I know there is all that nonsense about the groom not seeing the bride before the wedding, but I couldn’t help but watch you sleep when I woke. You just looked so sweet, I couldn’t move.

It’s the best way to wake, I can tell you.

You woke up about thirty minutes ago… You smiled as soon as you opened your eyes and saw me. I loved it.

But then, you remembered the “rule.” Merlin, I don’t love that. You put your hand over my eyes, and kissed me, though, so it wasn’t all bad. But then, you put the pillow over my face and got your things…

“Love you!” Was the last thing you said. Not bad last words for an unmarried witch. Not bad at all.

I rather liked it.

Oh, I can hear Padfoot digging about in the kitchen… He’s never been a breakfast person, I can tell you… Probably looking for whatever he thinks we ate. Well, looks like we’re going to be going hungry until after the wedding. I’ll have to hear about it all day, too.

Oh, but you’re worth it, dear.

I’m going to go intervene while the flat is still in once piece… I’ve got a bit of packing to do, don’t I?

We’ll never be in this flat together again…

That’s almost a sad thought, really, when you think of all that’s happened here. It’s our flat…

But we’re about to be married… And have our own house, aren’t we, Mrs. Potter?

I love you!

James

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Friday, June 29^th (Again)

My Lils,

Well, this is it! We’re both at Hogwarts- as are our 100 or so guests…

Are you ready? I am.

Sirius, Remus, Peter, and I are sitting here in the dorm we had when we were in school. The boys are all a little excited… Maybe we shouldn’t have allowed Sirius to stop at Honeydukes on the way here…

My excitement isn’t from the sugar, though… It’s from you.

As soon as my father comes up here to get us, we’re going outside, where everyone will be seated…

When I look out the window that overlooks the forest and the lake, I can see part of the pathway where the carriages are. They’ve only just left the train, so if we start down right now, we’ll get there just ahead of them… So now, all that’s left is for me to wait for you.

I can only imagine how completely lovely you’re going to be. Of course, I can imagine it now, but when I see you, it will probably take me away. I don’t doubt it will, actually… You seem to have that effect on me quite often, love.

I want to tell you something… I love you. Did you know that?

And I can never tell you how happy it makes me that today is our day. Our Big Day…

Can’t wait to see you, my Lily-love!

Your James

The Notebook

Chapter Eight: Forever, As One

James grinned as he all but skipped down the cobblestone pathway that was Diagon Alley. It was a beautiful day; the sun was shining, the wind was blowing ever-so-lightly, and somewhere off in the distance, birds were singing. It was a very beautiful day.

He slowed, however, as he passed a small apothecary. A little old witch was licking her lips nervously at the counter, head slightly bent as she surveyed the shop-owner. A young boy held her hand, watching the exchange between the two witches curiously.

“I’m sorry, ma’am, but without those extra sickles…”

“But it’s only three!” The little woman shuffled her feet. “I have to have these ingredients- my little grandbaby is at home, very sick… She needs these! Without them…” she trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. “I promise, under normal circumstances, I’d never-”

“What are these normal circumstances?” The younger woman behind the counter looked sceptical, as she crossed her arms and pursed her lips, eyeing her customer closely.

James edged closer, hardly believing what he was seeing. The poor woman was off by three sickles… And by the sounds of it, her granddaughter desperately needed whatever it was!

As she played with something inside her pockets, the older woman swallowed, a faint frown line appearing between her eyebrows. She looked upset.

“Exactly.” The shop-owner tucked her short blonde hair behind her ear and sighed. “Now, I suggest you either put a few things back, or you leave.”

James’s jaw dropped. No wonder the apothecary never had much business… Never mind the fact that it was dark, dingy, and looked like it would fit better in Knockturn Alley. James knew that most people with limited budgets went here, because it’s prices were low… for Merlin knew what reasons.

The little woman backed slowly away, looking crestfallen. James didn’t think twice before he hurried forward. He bumped lightly into the woman’s side; as he did so, he slipped six galleons in her robe pocket. She started and looked up at him shyly.

“Sorry, ma’am,” he apologized with a warm smile.

“Oh, it’s quite all right…” she tried to smile back… but failed. “My fault, dear…”

The moment she bent her head back down again, James ducked behind a tall shelf full of jars with all sorts of slimy…things.

As he peeked around a yellow jar of some purple and blue sludge, she put her hand cautiously in her pocket, a slow look of dawning coming to her face. When she pulled her hand back out again, she gave a disbelieving gasp and looked around the shop. Seeing James no where near her, she smiled a watery smile. “Thank Merlin… Thank Merlin…”

The little boy stood up on tip-toes to peer into her cupped hand. “Nan, what’re those things?”

“They’re called galleons, dearie…”

“Wow!”

James smiled to himself.

*

“What kept you, Prongs?” Remus raised his eyebrow at the bright look on his friends face.

“Ah… Just doing good deeds and all. Lil not here yet?” James eyed the table, seeing only one cup of tea… and that was Remus’s.

“Sent an owl earlier, said she would be ten minutes late or so. She wants us to order for her.” Remus looked idly at the menu, though James knew he already had his meal picked out. Moony was probably one of the Leaky Cauldron’s most frequent customers. “So how’s work?”

“Spiffing.” James grinned. “And you?”

“Why, it’s spiffing, of course.” Remus grinned back in response.

His grin faded after a moment, though, and he looked thoughtful. “Why do you look so excited?”

“I think I found one, that’s why.” James said proudly, with a smirk.

“You…” Remus’s face brightened. “Really?”

“Yep. And it’s perfect, Moony, really… I want you and Padfoot to go with me tomorrow to look at it again. Well, actually, I have two I can’t decide over. I found both today.” James smiled as he looked through the menu.

“Oh, Lily’s gonna be so surprised…”

“I just don’t know how I’m going to pick between the two…”

“Ah, Padfoot and I will be sure to help, you know.”

“And-” James stopped. “Padfoot? Right, he’ll be loads of help.” He chuckled.

“I still can’t believe our little Prongsie is going to have his own house… a real one. And a wife! What are you trying to do on us, grow up?” Remus chuckled, using the teabag to stir his tea. James noted that behind the smile he looked somewhat saddened.

James moved his eyes to the lemon slice bobbing cheerily on the surface. Remus was happy for them, wasn’t he?

Of course he was! All the Marauders were excited… And they all liked Lily and approved of her… They should all know that nothing could ever change the Marauder’s friendship. They would always be Moony, Padfoot, Wormtail, and Prongs. Always… Right?

*

“Sorry I’m late, boys!” Lily said brightly as she slid into the seat next to James, across from Remus. “Work was wild today…” She leaned over to kiss Remus on the cheek and squeeze his hand. “Hey, Remmy, haven’t seen you in forever… how’re ya holdin’ up?”

“Oh, I’m fine.” Remus smiled fondly. He had never known anyone quite like Lily. She was always concerned with his well-being (mostly because of the full moon and such), but never overly so. He loved it about her.

As Lily smiled in greeting to James, she noticed something. Behind the calm look in his eye, he looked very excited over something. Yes, Lily had asked the two to lunch for a reason, but surely he wasn’t that excited about it…?

Lily pushed the thought from her mind. It could wait. She had something very serious to talk about… Not to mention she was nervous.

Remus swallowed and tried not to let his emotion show on his face. What were James and Lily acting so odd for? James looked calm but was obviously excited (he was very happy to have found a house he liked so quickly) and Lily looked cheerful, but was obviously nervous. Full moon was still a week and a half away, but Remus’s senses were sharp yet. That, and he knew his two friends too well.

“So…” Lily swallowed. “Have you already…” At that moment, the waitress came back, three plates balanced evenly on her arm. “That’s a yes, then.” Lily finished.

“Looks great.” James commented, picking up his knife. “Though I must say, I’ve never had a better pot roast than my Lily can cook.”

Lily blushed lightly and turned to her plate, her thoughts elsewhere. James could just see her mind racing. How to go about asking…

“Remmy!”

Remus jumped and dropped his fork. After a moment, he smiled curiously and picked it back up again, eyes still on the red-head across the table. “What did I do this time?” He said teasingly.

Lily blushed again; James smiled sympathetically. He knew she hadn’t meant to blurt out his name, or scare him. So much for being calm and collected… Poor Lily. He thought about helping out a bit, but he knew she would reprimand him for it later. She wanted to do it herself… She was independent.

James put down his biscuit and wiped his hands on his napkin, so as to pay full attention and jump in if Lily needed him. Of course, he didn’t expect her to, but he would if he had to, all the same.

“Is everything okay?” Remus asked, lowering his teacup. Was that apprehension in his voice?

“Well, I… And then… but you… so… James… Yesterday…” Lily’s voice faltered. “Yes. Everything is fine.” she laughed, realizing how much she was stuttering.

“If you’re sure…” Remus was still smiling, eyebrows raised as he laughed silently.

James frowned as Lily went back to eating her potato and Remus took to glancing up at Lily every few seconds as he ate, as though worried for her sanity.

But after only a few moments, Lily stopped again. “Walk… me?” She tried again.

Remus laughed out loud this time. “Are you sure you’re all right?” His eyes sparkled. “James, do you have any idea-”

“… you walk me down the aisle?”

Suddenly, Remus’s face grew very serious. He let out a deep breath. “What?” he whispered.

Lily smiled anxiously and scooted around the booth, closer to the openly gaping wizard on the other side. “I want you to walk me down the aisle, if you will…” She swallowed again. “My dad was going to do it, of course, but now… Anyway, you’ve always been like a brother to me, you know, and it would mean so much… We want you to be a part of the wedding,” Lily placed her small hand over his larger one. “and… well, I would love for you to be the one to give me away… Since… Since my father can’t.” She looked so close to tears that James felt a burning in his throat.

Remus didn’t even give her time to look doubtful; he leaned up to kiss her forehead. “Of course I will, Lily…” James recognized that look in Remus’s eyes… It was happiness… and pride.

The change that came over Lily’s face was magnificent. She positively beamed as she threw her arms around Remus’s shoulders. She hugged him tight, looking up long enough to smile thankfully at James. “Thank you, Remmy…” She sighed into his shoulder before pulling away. “Thank you.”

James cleared his throat and turned back to his plate smiling, trying to pretend, for Moony’s sake, that he hadn’t seen the tear that trailed down his cheek.

*

“Okay, so tell me more about it…”

James rolled his eyes at his best friend’s excitement, but smiled all the same. He’d always been a curious one. He opened his mouth to give even more details of the house, but was saved by Moony.

“Just shut your trap, and it won’t feel like very long ‘til we’re there.” he scoffed, though he, too, was smiling. “And anyway, he’s hardly seen it more than we have.”

Sirius frowned and kicked at grass. Always the “mature” one. Not to mention sulky.

James grinned as they neared a thick cluster of maple and beech trees on the side of the dirt road they were on. Excitement bubbled in his chest; pride came across in his every step. It took all he had not to run down the short stretch of road to reach what was soon to be his new home. He and Lily were going to be living there soon!

Remus knew they had to be getting close; James had said that the house was just past Godric’s Hollow. “Actually, Sirius is right, James, are we almost--” He looked in the direction James was beaming. That had to be it. “Oh, we have to be.”

It was a tiny little cottage, not far off the dirt road. It was a cozy spot, perfectly wedged in an alcove of yellow and red trees. A tall oak tree stood alone in front of the house, but it looked sturdy and proud. He immediately knew Lily would like that tree best of all.

But the house itself was what made it look so comfortable. A string of ivy crept its way up the two stories, where it curled in a relaxed way. A few dry, pathetic hydrangea bushes sat at the base of the house, looking sad and tired, very much in need of water. One of the green shutters was hanging only by one crooked hinge, and although it all looked somewhat run-down, he knew it would make the perfect project for the new couple. Lily would love nothing more than to fix up her own little house. Remus let out an amazed sigh. “Prongs… It has Lily all over it.”

Even Sirius was standing still, admiring. His mouth was open wide, as though he’d never seen anything like it. “But it’s…” He struggled, searching for the right word, but gave up after a moment. “Wow. I never thought dingy would look so… perfect.”

James shook his head and laughed. “Well, let’s not stand here all day. One of the neighbors let me borrow a spare key, so we can get it. Not that we’d really need a key, you know… I mean, look at the poor thing.” He grinned. “Come on!” With that, he lost all inhibition, and took of running down the cobbled pathway, leaves crunching crispy leaves under his feet as he did.

Sirius laughed for a moment, but following suit, leaving Remus to wander his way alone as he shook his head in amusement.

“Oh, James Potter… It doesn’t matter what happens to you, I don’t think you’ll ever grow up.” But he smiled fondly. “Maybe Lily can tame you. I know I never could.”

James turned, at the door. “Moony! Come along! I can’t wait for you to see this…” He paused to grin for a moment, before disappearing through the door.

*

“Well, good morning to you, too, then, Romeo,”

James tapped his quill on his desk, eyes on the window; he had yet to notice Sirius leaning in the doorway of his cubicle.

“Earth to Prongsie-boy… Prongs!”

James bit his lip and turned slowly to look around. He blinked when his eyes fell on his best friend. “Padfoot?”

Sirius look agitated. “I came to see if you were ready to leave yet.”

“Leave?”

“It’s Thursday.” Sirius gave him a pointed look.

But the blank look on James’s face remained. He swallowed, trying to remember what there was about Thursday that Sirius would be mad at him for forgetting.

“Thursday… you wanted to go get all the paperwork done… for your house…”

It really was pathetic that Sirius was the one reminding James of his priorities. Incredibly pathetic.

Slowly, understanding and disbelief came to his face. “The house!” He jumped up, snatched a stack of parchment off his cramped desk, and turned to his friend expectantly. “Well, are you ready?”

Sirius laughed and stepped back, gesturing for James to go first.

*

“Well, that’s a relief…” James breathed, watching as the sales-woman waved goodbye. She threw her car into reverse and tore out of the driveway. He cringed as she flew by the white picket fence. “Ooh…” Yeah, that didn’t make him nervous. It was only his brand new house, after all.

Suddenly, James grinned. Oh, Lily would love it.

“Well, it looks like you’ve got quite a fixer-upper on your hands, Prongs.” Sirius said laughingly, clapping his friend on the shoulder.

“Oh, I do, do I? No, my dear friend, I believe we do… And Moony and Wormtail, too.” James laughed and threw his arm around his best friend. “But we’ll make an easy job of it, eh?” He grinned, looking around the room.

But the more he looked around at the torn curtains and the chipped tiles on the floor, his smile faded. “Oh, Padfoot, who am I kidding? I can’t get this thing done in time…” His heart sunk even further the more he gazed about. “I can’t believe I only have a week.”

“Oh, don’t start getting all pathetic on me. I won’t deal with a sap, either, so don’t’ even think about it.” Sirius shook his head, with mock-firmness. “We’ll bring in your parents, of course. When have they ever let you down? You know they’d trip over the chance to do something to help out if they can!”

James rolled his eyes, but the grin was once again sliding itself into place. “Right you are, Padfoot… Do you think Moody’d care if I didn’t show up at work for the next week?”

“And the one after that? Nah…” Sirius scoffed. “Really, now, this whole getting-married-business is really beginning to take its toll on you, I do believe.”

“I’ll say!”

James and Sirius jumped and drew their wands, turning hastily toward the direction of the newcomer.

Only to find Remus grinning at them, holding his hands up in surrender. “I’d rather you didn’t blow me to pieces.”

“Bloody hell, mate, you scared us,”

“I try.” Remus said dryly, taking in the looks of the house. “I’d say you’ve got a bit of work ahead of you.”

“Us,” Sirius corrected with a sigh. “He’s enlisted our help… without enlisting us.”

“But for now, we only have… five minutes to get back to work. What a bloody joy.” said James. He stared at his watch, willing the hands to go back a few minutes more. It just felt so… hard to go back to work when he had so much to do.

“I say we refer back to the old Hogwarts stand-by…” Sirius grinned, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“What, skiving?” Remus chuckled; they all remembered those days too well.

“Oi, Moony, he does have a point…” James smirked.

“Too true,” Moony replied.

They all stood looking about the kitchen and living room, each with his own thoughts. But then, as one, they apparated back to the Ministry… and back to work.

*

Not less than a week later, a tall, dark-haired, dark-eyed, and particularly tired sort of wizard sighed as he tried on what felt like the seventeenth pair of look-exactly-alike-black dress robes.

“Bloody hell, mate, I wish I’d known getting married was this much of a hassle… I’d have never signed up for it!” he huffed.

Everyone in the small wizarding dress shop stopped momentarily what they were doing to look up at him wondrously. The young man examined himself in the tall mirror, dusting at his shoulders, mumbling something about “cunning red-haired witches and their bloody love potions.”

But after a few moments, everyone scoffed and went back to what they were doing, small smiles on their faces. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for Sirius Black to say something of the sort. He always had witty comments of the like; it was, in fact, quite unnerving to go long without some smart remark from him.

It was expected.

Which is why, at that moment, James Potter grinned and cuffed his best man on the shoulder, from his spot in front of the mirror, not far away.

“Yes, well, that’s why we’ll never have to worry about ‘the hassle’ with you, eh, Padfoot?” he winked at the saleswitches over at the counter.

“Damn right, you won’t!” Sirius grumbled, tugging at his robes. “These are itchy. Why can’t I find a pair?” He stomped his feet.

Remus, who was standing on James’s other side, laughed. “You’re acting like a little first year girl.”

“If I was, it might get me out of this mess…”

“Pete can always be my best man, then you won’t have to worry about it, you know…” James rolled his eyes and turned to look at himself in the mirror again. “I rather like this one. Marauder vote?”

Sirius stopped fussing with his robes; Remus looked away from the pretty saleswitch that was measuring his arms (the fourth Marauder was absent, using the excuse that he was not feeling well… which he’d been saying that a lot lately).

“Well. They’re black… and they look like every other pair that you’ve had on.” Sirius snickered.

“But,” James smiled, “They’re not itchy.”

Sirius muttered something about being misunderstood and unappreciated as he turned once again to the curtained area to try on another robe.

*

James, Love,

As you know, there was an attack in Derbyshire this morning. It’s alright, before you ask, there were no casualties, I’m only writing home to tell you that I’ll be a little late. I’m swamped here with the paperwork.

All my love,

Lily E. (soon to be Potter)

James smiled. This was good news, really. He could use that little extra time…

He glanced around the apartment and bit his lip. He smiled at all the signs of his Lily. There was one of her sweaters… here was a hair band. Over there was the book she’d been reading the night before, next to her favourite blanket on the sofa… And there, on the wall, her favourite painting.

He would make sure to keep her always.

*

He heard her apparate into the bedroom; he heard her drop her bag onto the floor next to her nightstand. He heard her sigh as she slid out of her shoes… He even heard her take off her cloak…

Then he heard her gasp.

He smiled, knowing what was coming. He’d predicted it, which is why he ran back into the kitchen to hide until she came back out.

He knew that when she apparated home, she’d arrive on her side of the room, the one farthest from the bathroom. At first, she’d be so tired she wouldn’t see it… but then, she’d head for the bathroom to take a shower, and she’d become so excited and curious she would forget about being tired.

And James knew how his Lily worked.

He’d left a trail of rose petals, starting just outside the bathroom door, leading to the bathtub, where a hot bubble bath was waiting, with even more rose petals floating. He’d placed long-stemmed roses all throughout the bathroom: on the sink, by the shower and tub, where Lily dressed, next to her makeup on the counter… everywhere.

Then, when she got out of the hot bath, her favourite (and his too!) black dress would be waiting for her to slip into, hanging on the other side of the bathroom (by a spell, of course).

And that’s why James was waiting in the kitchen… he knew she liked to cook, but it wouldn’t do for her to have to do it all the time. It wasn’t quite fair. She needed a break, sometimes, to feel special.

He wanted to show her he loved her.

*

“Ahem!”

James jumped, grinning guiltily up at his best mates. “Yes?” he said slowly. He knew they were up to something.

Sirius, who had his hands behind his back (never a good thing with playful Padfoot), grinned even wider and looked at Remus.

Remus tugged at his black dress robes and brushed a bit of imaginary dust of importantly. He looked over at Peter.

Peter smirked and cocked his head to the side. “Hullo, James.”

James, though a Marauder himself, couldn’t help but think how mischievous his mates looked. He narrowed his eyes and put the cap on his ink pot--just in case.

“What have you three been up to?” he asked after a pause.

They all looked at him with identical grins.

Now he was suspicious. Was it just him or were their eyes all darting to the book at his hands? He pushed it from sight.

“We just thought we’d see how our Prongsie-boy is.” Remus answered.

“Erm… I’m great.”

“What were you doing?” Sirius asked, in what he probably thought was an innocent voice.

“Just… waiting.” James grinned back.

“Oh? Does waiting consist of that little red book you‘ve been writing to Lily in?”

“It might.”

James watched the three glance at each other, obviously pleased with his answer.

“You’re giving it to her today, aren’t you?” Sirius shook his black hair from his eyes.

But Peter didn’t give James time to answer; he chuckled. “We want it.”

Remus laughed openly. “And as there are three of us, and no Lily to defend you, your chances of getting away unscathed are slim. Hand it over, Prongs.”

James smirked and stood from his armchair. He looked around the common room (the four boys had come up to the tower, to get ready, they were just waiting on James’s dad to come get them) but so no means of escape. He laughed, and held it closer to his side. “Why? I remember last time you wrote in it. That was embarrassing.”

“Oi, Prongs, we’re your mates, we never embarrass.” Sirius stepped forward.

“Where’ve you lot been for the last half hour?”

They all shrugged. “Kitchens.”

“Without me?”

“You looked busy. Concentrated.” Sirius laughed and pointed to the book.

“All right. You can have it. Flip any other pages, and I’ll hex you, mind.” James rolled his eyes at Sirius’s loud exclamation of delight and Remus’s sudden wolfish grin. He held it out, as though afraid of what would happen next. “But the moment dad’s here, you have to give it back.”

*

While his mates scribbled in James’s red book, laughing and cackling (which James tried to ignore), James found himself wandering up the stairs to the boy’s dormitories. He smiled as he stepped on the first step; it still creaked.

He made his way up the stairs, all the way to the last landing--the dormitory he and the Marauders had shared for seven years. He sighed and pushed the door open.

Nothing had changed… There were still the four-poster beds, with the scarlet hangings and blankets. The tables at the side of each bed hadn’t been moved; he walked over to his and saw that the old inscription was still there: JP&LE. He grinned, remembering the day he’d carved that. He’d never even told Lily about it.

The view from the windows was even the same… except that he could see the chairs set up by the lake, right by the Marauder’s (and Lily‘s) favorite beech tree; the scarlet runner laid out on the ground for everyone to walk on, in the middle; a few people scampering around, their wands raised as they fixed decorations.

James smiled wistfully, shoving his hands in his pockets as he looked around the room. No, he didn’t live here anymore; his Hogwarts days were over… But he was the beginning of something much better.

*

He’d been nervously waiting--fidgeting--in his “spot” for some time now. He was beginning to panic. Was he supposed to stand here calmly? Or was he allowed to take a seat? His knees were a bit weak, a chair would be lovely.

But James never moved, for fear of attracting the attention of the people taking their seats. He was amazed at the number they’d invited. One hundred guests didn’t seem like many when looking at the list, but once the carriages (about two dozen of them, with four people in each) had pulled up to the front of the castle, the people had just poured out, then taken their seats.

Merlin, they were still coming, and the carriages had arrived at least fifteen minutes ago.

He stood there, biting his lip, tapping his fingers on his leg, waiting. Would he have to wait forever?

Professor Dumbledore, who stood next to him, smiled suddenly. “James.” James jumped and glanced at him. “It‘s quite normal to be nervous, I assure you.” He chuckled. “You are, however, attracting a rather lot of attention.” His eyes twinkled as James continued to look uneasy.

James groaned and looked around. Surely, though, it was natural to look at the groom. Yes, he decided. That was it. People just liked to--

That’s when it happened. He heard the orchestra started playing it. That song.

His head shot up, and his eyes flew to the castle. He was nervous, sure, but he couldn’t fight back the smile that crept up.

Professor Dumbledore sidled back over to his place; Lily and James had asked him to perform the ceremony, as they had both always admired and respected him.

James smiled briefly at the flower-girl and ring-bearer; they were actually quite cute, despite the fact that they were his cousins, and usually rather annoying. Then here came Peter and Evelyn , then Frank and Alice, and Ian (a friend of James‘s from Hogwarts, off the Quidditch team; he was a year below them, he was just out of Hogwarts) with Marisa. Next was the best man and the maid of honor…

James grinned and caught Sirius’s eyes; he laughed to himself and watched as his best mate sauntered down the aisle with Emma, Lily’s best friend, on his arm, smiling… Even though, a few days ago, he’d been complaining about the itchy robes and the hassles red-haired witches put blokes through.

Sirius’s eyes matched James’s at that moment, and James knew he was trying not to laugh. But then he saw her, and all thoughts of people looking at him and itchy robes fled his brain.

There was Lily.

His Lily.

And she looked exquisite… White dress… White veil… Sparkly ring… All the usual things a bride usually wore on her wedding day. But she also had her curly hair, and James fully appreciated it at that moment (though not for the first time), the way it was pulled back, with pieces falling around her face… And her eyes, looking more sparkly and happy than he’d ever seen before… And the smile on her lips. It was the most stunning smile he’d ever seen.

She looked like a perfect bride.

Dazzling.

James blinked a few times, then smiled slowly. He felt every bit of doubt and nervousness leave him. There was no need to be! He had Lily, and that was all that mattered. This was there day.

Suddenly, Lily looked at him…

And he knew just how much she loved him, too.

He knew how much he’d do for her.

He knew that they were meant to be.

*

A/N: Well? How is it? I know, it’s been quite a while since an update, but I’ve been incredibly busy with a job and school. So school’s out now, and I thought you all might like an update.