“Or a Pensieve,” Sirius added.
Yes, or a pensieve.
James would go back and relive it again, and again. He found Lily in the library and walked up to her. “Evans, you keep turning me down.” He put his hands through his hair, knowing how it makes girls swoon over him. “I really like you, and since it’s Valentine’s Day,” he pulled the candy hearts and powdered butterbeer out of his pocket, placing it in front of her. “I wanted you to know that. I really like you.”
He saw Lily’s cheeks turn pink and she smiled sweetly at him.