A/N: Well, Ok folks. This is the last chapter I'm sorry to say. I must admit that now I've started writing this again I'm sad it's ended, but it was always going to end at this point.

I might be doing a sequel to this though :D

Disclaimer: Still don't own these guys…

Lily, pulling James impossibly closer still, couldn't help but smile into his chest. She had no idea how long they had stood there, holding each other, or how long they intended to stay there. All Lily new was that she never wanted this to end, she suspected, well hoped, that James felt the same way.

"Lily…" James murmured, still with his cheek pressed against her hair.

Lily fought to control herself, to calm her breathing.

"Yes?" She choked.

"I think I'm melting." James whispered. Lily giggled, looking up, noticing his small half smile.

He reluctantly let go of her waist, and dragged his fingers down her arms, which had just dropped to her sides, towards her hand, sending shivers down her spine. He pulled her along with him towards the two-seater by the fire. He sat down, noticing Lily almost dithering, as to how or where she should sit, and pulled her down firmly next to him. He draped his arm over her shoulder, holding her closer again, while she somewhat placed her head shyly down on his shoulder. Lily didn't move as James carefully rested his head on hers, careful not to move suddenly, so he wouldn't loosen his tight grip around her.

Lily almost choked on her own heart as he softly placed a kiss on her hair again. She couldn't help remember all those times she had been unintentionally close with James, when he used to pull her hair until she had to walk back with him to wherever he wanted to go, only to have him ask her stupid questions, how in the third year he suddenly turned into a stereotypical teenage boy and immediately assumed she'd want him in the same way he wanted her. In the fifth and sixth year he'd matured, slightly. Now this year, she couldn't tell. It was hard to imagine that in the past week, she'd changed her opinions on him entirely, feeling different about him completely, liking him a lot more than she would have ever imagined possible, loved him more than she ever thought possible, and she'd suspected that, in all those times over the years, they did have some sort of connection, waiting in the sidelines for them both to notice. Lily smiled to herself again, then remembering why they were both here, she shifted herself slightly getting James's attention.

"I- uhh- James, we need to talk right?" Lily stammered, silently cursing herself out of embarrassment due to her voice cracking just then.

this, with any previous girlfriends he'd had, it had never been this way, but with Lily, even with her, he expected her to understand everything about him, like he assumed when she held him in her piercing green stare.

"Lily, well. OK. Here goes, you know I really like you, but that's not it-" James paused to look at her as she lifted her gaze to meet his, "Gosh Lily your beautiful, and a great kisser and-"

Lily moved away suddenly, sitting as far as possible from James as she could on this small two-seater. Suddenly seeing things in a new sense.

"You- you just see this as physical stuff?!"

James stared at her in disbelief… he'd just been sidetracked by her impossible beauty, he couldn't help himself.

"No Lily, of course I don't." His eyes matched how hurt his voice sounded.

Lily looked down, not being able to look at his eyes any longer, afraid of being distracted further. She bit down on her lip, willing the tears not to form in her eyes.

"It just… It sounds like your trying to say goodbye." Lily choked, still looking down.

James moved over and gathered her in his arms, cradling her, holding her head against the hollow at the base of his throat.

"Lily… I- I don't think I could ever… ever do that."

Lily relaxed her muscles slightly, letting herself sink into James's arms even more, but that didn't stop how breathing accelerating, she looked up into his face, her eyes begging him to continue what he was saying.

"Lily… I... well, I don't know how to say this… well I do, but I've never done this sort of thing before I-"

"Do you love me?" Lily interrupted, shocked by her own sudden confidence.

James held her even tighter, whispering his answer into her hair again.

"Yes. Do you love me?"

Lily looked up at him, staring hard at him for a full minute, trying to make sure her voice wouldn't brake when she answered; she leaned closer and giving him a small, soft kiss on the lips.

"Yes."

James moved his head closer to hers again, but this time, holding his cheek against hers, feeling the blush grow in her cheeks, he dropped his face further, his nose running down her jaw, towards her neck where he gave her a brief kiss.

Lily tried to suppress how wildly her heart was beating, almost embarrassed at how he must be able to hear it, but not caring enough to notice.

"Are you in love with me?"

James smiled at her question, he knew the answer, he was sure she did too, he brought his face up towards her ear, making her shiver slightly at how his intoxicating breath made her feel. He leaned closer still, holding her close in his arms.

"I think I might be."

There we go chaps.

As always, reviews are welcome. :D