 Facinelli<3 RP Sweetheart
Saturday morning, before James was holding the tryouts for Quidditch, we were down by the lake. It was sunny, and nearly all of the school were outside.
“C’mon Remus, do you ever put that book down?” I said, rolling my eyes at him. “Relax, it’s the weekend.” Usually James would’ve agreed with me, but his thoughts were somewhere else.
“Evans! Hey,” James had his signature cocky grin, looking at Lily. She was walking across the grass, arms linked with Katelyn Brown and Lily’s eyes flicked to James, irritated. She muttered something to Katie, taking a few steps towards James.
“Will you go to the ball with me, Evans?”
“I figure that by now, you do know my answer?” She asked coolly, but her calm composure was a bit forced. James just flashed such a charming smile that would make any other girl swoon. Not Lily.
“Sadly, I’m mistaken.” Everyone was watching now, and Lily was aggravated when she spoke again. “My answer has, is, and always will be, no, Potter. Even if you never tire of asking, the answer will be the same.”
“Oh Lily, I wont.” James said, still grinning. “And I’ll never tire of hearing your voice, either.” He took his eyes away from her for a second to look at me, and I returned his grin.
I had always wanted her to like James, for his sake. But as James never stopped asking her, Lily’s resolve of always saying no hadn’t changed so far, and why would it change now?
Lily’s eyes lit up with anger, and she turned from James, storming back to Katie who seemed to try to calm her, to no prevail.
“That went well.” I said, looking at James. He just carried on grinning, messing up his hair. When Lily was there it never bothered him that she hated him, or that she was endlessly rejecting him.
“I’m going down to the pitch now, anyway, you guys coming?”
Last edited by Winter Dreams; 01-21-2010 at 09:15 AM.
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