Okay! Here it is, my first one-shot! I'm also working on another story, Enchanted, so look at that one too!
Disclaimer: Oh yeah, I'm J.K Rowling and I live in a mansion…yeah right, I wish. I also don't own any of the content from the book I got this idea from Eyes of Crow, a good book, but a bit sexually graphic.
James was never a patient man.
So, finding out that Lily was late to the dinner that he wanted to propose at, did nothing for his nerves.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair, thinking maybe she had never wanted to start dating him in the first place. But we've been together for a year and a half!
Just then, he heard the door slam, and Lily hurry into his tiny apartment. "I'm sorry I was late honey, work was swamped. The healers all wanted me to stay and do overtime, but I didn't want to. I'd much rather see you." She smiled sweetly and gave him a small kiss.
"So what are we having?" He grinned down at her, and grabbed her around the waist, kissing her temple. "Pasta, of course. With some shrimp." Lily sighed, and smiled up at him. Why I never noticed how sweet he was before is beyond me.
As they ate, they shared little things about their day, until finally they finished, going to the living room to sit on the couch. After they had gotten comfortable with Lily on his lap, he turned to face her.
"Lily, I talked with your father."
Lily thought back to when her father had recently called her and grinned at James. "I know, he told me."
"He did?" James' face showed surprise, then indignation. "Why would he do that?
She shook her head. "Tell me what?"
"Oh. He didn't tell you." He chided himself with a slight smile. "I'll start over."
She looked up at him thoughtfully. "Yes, please do."
James took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "I asked him about marrying you."
A glow of joy flared inside Lily, and she wanted to throw her arms around his neck and scream "Yes! Yes!" but she realized he hadn't actually asked her to marry him yet.
She kept her face impassive and said, "Why? You wanted his permission?"
James blanched at her lack of reaction, then recovered. "Not exactly, I want his opinion."
"On whether you would say yes."
"And what was his opinion?"
"Tell me your answer," he said, "and I'll tell you his."
"Ask me the question, and I'll tell you the answer."
He laughed. "Is there any game, or argument for that matter, that you can't win?"
Lily smiled impishly at him and replied, "If that's the question, the answer is definitely no." She got up as if to leave.
He grabbed her waist, pulling her down beside him, and touched her cheek softly. "Hold still so I can ask you to marry me."
"Well, hurry up!"
He took her hands. "Lily, I want to spend every day of my life with you. I want your face to be the last thing I see before I sleep and the first thing I see when I wake. If you can stand to do the same, then I think we should marry.
She simply looked at him.
"Each other," he added.
She sighed, flicking his ear. "I'm still waiting for the question, you know."
He groaned, molding her left hand into a fist and pantomiming her shoving a dagger into his heart. Then he sobered, his eyes still glittering. "Lily Evans, will you make me the happiest man on Earth and marry me?"
She stared at his face, thinking that there would be nothing she would want to do more than spend the rest of her life with the man in front of her. "Yes, of course I will."
He sighed, and kissed her, slowly, then with more passion.
After all, he never was a patient man.
Well, hope y'all liked it. Review, it makes me happy!