Yeah, DON'T OWN ANYTHING. ALL BELONGS TO J.K ROWLING.
"Hello, Lily flower !" James Potter greeted as he swung around the nearest pillar and leaned into Lily's back. Lily flinched. Her ivory almond eyes shot open widely. Her head swung around to see who it was, although she was familiar with the voice and irritable nickname. Startled as she was, a glare fixed nicely on her face as she looked up at James.
"Potter. What do you want ?" Lily asked in rage as she stepped forward. Letting James lose balance a tad. He managed to stand straight again. He pouted from her action.
"A man can't say hello to his future girlfriend slash wife slash . . . lover ?" James smirked devilishly. Lily winced at the last remark. She rolled her eyes, easily.
"Sure, a man can, but even if you were a man you'd still be unable to do that task towards me." Lily said simply. James sighed a loud sigh, resting his chin on Lily's shoulder.
"Ah, Evans. When will you realize we are meant to be ?" He soothed into her auburn curls. Taking a nice whiff also as he leaned into her strands.
"I'll realize that when you gain some maturity." Lily replied, half scoffing. Turning to him now. His head resorted back in a normal position. He grinned widely and looked as if he just won the lottery.
"So, you know there is a chance then !"
"At this rate, the idea is very very very unlikely."
"But last time you said when hell freezes over or when Voldemort starts doing the funky chicken! "
"I think there just the equally ammout of not going to happen." Lily stated, sighing to herself. James' large goofy grin didn't vanish. He'd do anything to gain that maturity for Lily's favour. Anything. He surely meant it. Lily had zero hope for that cause. She could tell what was running through his head just by his smile. Out of habbit, James pushed back his dark fringe, Lily bit her lip in irritation. Figuring he knew that bothered her. She wouldn't really know what to do if James was mature. She could admit that his silly jibes and stupid pranks were pretty foolish but she did find them amusing at times, as long as they weren't bullying. Then there were the moments James Potter was sweet and sincere. Lily loved those moments, although she was usually flustered and too taken back to really interact with the situation. When the Marauders would come in and ruin the moment, James would be back to his jester ways.
"So, How are you asking me out today ?" Lily asked in a irksome proclaim. James found the statement amusing. He flashed a brilliant smile.
"Depends, How are you rejecting me today ?" James shot back with luscious flirtation. Lily found herself laughing at his response. Letting her guard down by mistake, she quickly glared at him. James continued to smirk.
"Ah, Miss. . .E-Evans." A little voice came from behind Lily in such a nervous squeak. James cocked a displeased eyebrow as he looked at the person. Lily turned around to see a first year. His face was familiar but his name escaped from her mind. He had blond hair that draped over his ears. Curtains of blond strands in his eyes. She remembered confiscating a few toys and items from him. The name finally popped into her head.
"Oh, hello Roy." Lily smiled politely. James took a step closer to Lily. Once again, leaning into her. Claiming his territory. Lily glared up at him but James just threw her a teasing smirk. James' gaze flashed back at the first year in an evil glare.
"Erm. . . I. . . just wanted to give you this. . ." mumbled the little boy. Pulling out a crimson rose from behind his back. Lily arched a uncertain eyebrow.
"For me ?" Lily asked. The little boy nodded eagerly. Pushing it forward for her to take it. Now, a smile emerging in his young face. Lily smiled back sweetly, grabbing the flower from him. James looked so stunned. He looked at Lily then to the first year. His jaw hanging out.
"Oh, well . . . thank you." Lily said, a little flustered. The sweetest thing a male has ever done for her and he was just a boy. He was going to make a lot of girls happy in his later years. James folded his arms securely.
"Well, I will see you then. . . Lily." The boy named Roy said strongly and gave her a wink. He waved and ran off before he could see James' reaction.
"The cheeky little dolt !" James barked after him. Lily pulled the rose to her nose and took a muted whiff. She let out a pleasant sigh.
"Mmm, smells nice." She murmured. James stared at her, in rage.
"What ?! You actually like that thorned thing!" James shouted at her.
"Yes. I do. Why do you care, Potter ?" Lily said and put her free hand on her hip.
"Well, you're mine! Not that stupid kid's !" James stomped his feet into the tiles. Lily scoffed. She was going to tell him she didn't belong to anyone but James continued.
"I have given you nicer things then that a little flower! Yet you are so taken back by that thing." James pointed at the rose with pure hatred. Lily held it closer in protection.
"I see those roses all the time outside, He probably just picked it and didn't spend anything !" James roared.
"Well, for your information! Money can't by love, You should know that by now with all the other useless gifts you bought me!"
"Maybe if you didn't throw them all way they wouldn't be so useless!"
"Well, That boy had a lot of courage giving a rose to a seventh year! It's the thought that counts!"
"But I never stop thinking about you !!" James exclaimed in a howl with such volume that brought Lily into flinching. His breathing was heavy and Lily could have sworn he was hyperventilating.
"James," Lily uttered his name without thinking.
"S-Sorry, Kind of lost it . . . Hey, did you just call me James ?!" All anger disintegrated now and he was back to being a cheery git.
"It's your name, isn't it ?" Lily glowered.
"Yeah, but this is probably the second time you called me it. It's usually Potter or an insult." James still did not remove his well plastered smile.
"You sure got carried away, It was only a first year. You really believe I'm going to snog the little guy ?" Lily asked with annoyance written all in her tone.
"Well. . . I don't know! I wasn't thinking! "
"I'd say you're jealous." Lily smirked.
"What?! Me?! I'm captain of the quidditch team! Best seeker known! I've dated almost every girl in school! I am the pranking king! Why would I be jealous of that prat ?!"
"Because Roy made me blush. That's something you never have achieved." Lily pointed out. James glowered at her remark.
"That's a lie, I make you blush all the time." James answered simply through gritted teeth.
"What ? No!"
"Yeah! I'm the one looking at your face! I think I would know!"
"Well I'd feel the heat on my cheeks!"
"Alright, tell me if you feel the heat now." James' hand lingered around her hip and pulled her closer. Both of the tips of their noses bumped together softly. Lily gasped. There lips were just inches apart. She could feel her heart thumping in her chest, craving to break out, at least that is what it felt like. Trying to escape right out of her torso just from the position. Blood pumping so loudly that she sort of wanted to cover her ears. James' hazel eyes captured her carefully.
"A-Ah. . ." Lily stuttered. She wanted to ask what he waiting for but the words she just couldn't budge out. Her hands trembled at her sides. She didn't understand why she was acting this way. She believed she had dispised James Potter ever since she glanced at his mug. Lily was doubting her hatred. . . Wondering if she was pretending the whole time. If she could, she wanted to shake her head in disagreement. 'It's crazy to think that I could possibly love James Potter.'
"Oi, Prongs!" A loud voice erupted through the halls, Thus James and Lily pulling back so quickly. Leaving Lily stumbling very far away from Potter. Sirius Black strolled down the halls.
"Hello, chaps. Miss Evans." Sirius smiled coyly. Lily couldn't respond. She was much too tongue tied from before. Her arms were wrapped around herself as if they were a safety jacket.
"Um, I'll see you in the common room. . ." Potter jerked out, glaring at Sirius. Meaning to leave.
"Alright then, see where I'm not wanted." Sirius skipped down the halls without another word. James turned back to Lily. Striding over to her. He bent down a bit and pulled her cheek to have a finer look.
"I win the agruement." He mumbled examining the delicate pink colour. Lily slapped his hand away.
"That's my make up, idiot." Lily lied through her teeth.
"Oh, I'm sure." James laughed.
"Suddenly appears out of no where." James mocked.
"I'm leaving now." Lily growled and left a very amused James Potter.
Um, Reviews are appericated so very much!
I know it wasn't anything. . . AMAZING. It was pretty bad actually. I just wanted James jealous of a first year xD
So please review or it'll make me think I am a horrible, horrible writer/person for writing this story and presenting it to innocent people xD