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AN: This is the end... I really want to end as many fics as I can. Review if you want. I won't be completely disappointed if you don't. But there will be romance. And this is taking place a long bit after last chapter. Lily and James are going through reality and are just going to get together.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything... And I really want to move to England. :- ) Mel :-D
Summary: They love each other. They want to be together, but will never tell. James is about to snap and just ask her to go out. And she's not too sure if she'll decline.
Chapter 9: Please Love Me Too
James was in the common room with one of his favourite red-heads. He had come back to the common room after the incident with Lily and found a red- head sitting of the sofa. Thinking it was Lily, he sat down and started to talk to her. He was cut short when he realized the pretty girl was not a day older than twelve.
It turned out her name was Mel Olsen and she was in second year. He started helping her with Transfigurations and that's what he was doing right now. Little did he know, Lily Evans was watching him. She was intrigued by the way he handled teaching her. He stood up for her; like she was his sister.
"Sir?" asked Mel. "Are you saying I tap it three times and say Verra Verto?"
(AN: Sorry... I don't know how to spell it... it's the spell that turns animals into water goblets.)
"Yes, Mel. And please, call me James. Sir makes me sound old," he grinned and looked up catching Lily's eye.
Mel paid no mind, and continued to try to turn her cat into a drinking goblet. "However will I write a foot on this, sir?"
"Oh, that's easy. Now... have you got the book I picked up for you from the library?"
Lily was smiling now, despite it all. She knew so much about James, but he stilled surprised her. She didn't know he was such a great person. She didn't know he was great with kids; good father material. And he's actually helping her learn... he's not giving her the answer and walking away. As she read part of the book out loud she looked up at him and asked him to explain it.
"That just means wizards used this spell in the late 1700's. You'll want to include that," he instructed.
"Thank you, sir."
Lily's smile brightened. It was hard to fight her love for him anymore. She wasn't going to go run into his arms, but maybe she would give him a chance. Maybe she'll stop ignoring him, and give the date a go.
"The Head Boy sends a message, sir."
Lily looked up and saw Mel. It was hard not to smile at the little girl, even though she had just called Lily a sir.
"Yes?" asked Lily, politely.
"He wonders if you could help me with my charms homework."
Lily smiled. "What are you doing now?"
As Lily listened to the little girl speak she locked eyes with James.
"He is quite cute, isn't he?"
"Huh?"
"The Head Boy," answered Mel. "And really smart, funny, caring, strong, athletic—"
Lily laughed, "Did he send you over here to say that?"
Mel grinned, and then nodded. "He talks about you a lot, you know?"
"And what does he say?"
"Only that'd you're the most intelligent, funniest, prettiest girl he's ever seen. He fancies you, a lot."
Lily nodded, "I know."
"Do you fancy him, too?"
"Yes," Lily answered, looking away from the girl, slightly.
"Does he know? Because he'd love to know."
"Yes, he knows."
"Then why aren't you his girlfriend?"
Lily looked at the little girl. Thought twelve was hardly as young as it sounds, it was still unnerving to hear the wisdom of someone so young.
"I don't really know..."
She was cut off when she saw James making his way over. He smiled and sat down next to her.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi," repeated Lily.
His arm wrapped around her and he pulled her into a hug.
"I know I messed up... I know I should have seen it."
She smiled against his chest.
"But I know I love you, Lily. I want you to be with me, and I want to be with you."
"Are you asking me out?"
He leaned down to kiss. And this time it was less awkward. This time it was perfect.
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(I decided to end this fic with a little bit of an extra little part)
The cries of a healthy little boy were heard throughout the hospital room. Lily smiled up at James as their little baby boy was handed to them. His arm absently went around her waist and she kissed him.
"I love you."
"I love you both," he answered, smiling.
"Would you like to hold our son?"
He grinned, which he hadn't stopped since they had gotten together.
"I better before his godfather walks in here and steals him."
"Sirius accepted, then?"
James nodded, and rocked the baby in his arms, looking down into the baby's eyes; that resembled his mothers.
"I'm glad he has your eyes."
"I'm glad he doesn't have yours."
"Why do you say that?" asked James, who moved closer to her.
"Yours are the one's I get lost in," answered a smiling Lily. James leaned down and kissed her.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
They rocked their baby until Sirius, Remus and Peter came into the room ecstatic and filled with pride. Harry James Potter was born, the savior of the wizarding world. And every person in that room was oblivious. Blinded by the love the parents shared, nobody would have guessed the Potters' baby boy was going to cause the end of his parents' lives. But nothing mattered now. Lily and James were together, in love, and lost in each other.
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AN: I think that was a fitting ending. I hope you liked it. It's over, and I'm happy now! Read and Review if you find it fit (personally I thought it was better than I originally thought it was going to be.) Thanks!
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