She pushed her books aside when she heard the noise. A constant soft snoring was being emitted from the back of James's throat.

They were seated in the library; James finished his work within five minutes and stubbornly stayed as Lily wrapped up her charms essay. He'd gotten there right after quidditch practice, he'd been made Gryffindor's captain this year, and he was completely exhausted lately.

She'd watched from the corner of her eye as he slowly nodded off, his head had bent, and a few minutes later he made a pillow with his arms and face planted into them. She'd succeeded in holding back her chuckle, he needed a nap; he'd dawned the purple bags under his eyes for weeks now…

But who'd known someone could be so utterly distracting as they slept? She pushed her books away and looked at him, studying his features. He was wearing jeans, he'd kicked off his shoes right as he sat down. She could see his white socks peeking out from under the table, he had a t-shirt poking from under his burgundy hoodie. His black hair had been damp from a shower when he sat down, but it had since dried and was sticking up at all places. His eyelids would flutter every so often, he was dreaming. He looked so peaceful, suddenly the soft snores stopped, it startled her how soothing she'd found the noise, his brow scrunched together and he mumbled. She leaned closer slightly to hear what he said.

"Uh….huh….Li….ly….iff ii wiiinnn…..yyoouuu kisssssssss meeee..kkkaaayy?"

Her eyes widened and a smile grew on her lips. Suddenly James jerked and sat straight up, blinking several times, he looked at Lily with a nearly shy expression, and she raised an eyebrow in question.

"Alright James?"

"Umm" He looked down, "ye-yeah, just a weird dream" he said as he fidgeted with his jeans.

Her smile faded slightly "Good weird…?"

He looked at her, and stood up, "Brilliant weird." A goofy grin overtook his face with his reply.

"Where are you off to?" she asked.

"Practice. I really gotta win the next game!" he said in an excited manner. She raised both eyebrows at this and smirked. All of a sudden James leaned towards her, placing his hands on her waist, properly lifting her out of her seat, and placing a gentle, yet firm kiss on her cheek. As he put her down she had a shocked look on her face.

"If I win the next game," he announced, "you'll owe me a real one of those" he smiled broadly, spun on his heels and walked out of the library.

Lily raised a hand to touch the tingling flesh on her cheek, she smiled, a giggle escaped her lips. And in the middle of the library Lily prayed audibly.

"God, please let him win."