i feel kind of like a traitor to the otp with snape on my icon
“Ask me again.”
“What?”
“Come on, Potter, you can’t be that thick. Ask me if I want to go to Hogsmeade. Ask if I want a tour of the secret passage that leads you to Honeyduke’s. I don’t bloody care what you ask me, really. Just ask me.”
It caught him off guard for a second or so. “What - you mean…?” She shot him a look that meant she wasn’t especially glad that he was making her explain herself any farther. “Do you, uh, want to go to Hogsmeade with me, Evans?”
She let out a disbelieving laugh under her breath and shrugged. “It’s Lily. And since you asked so nicely, why not?” She shrugged again and put out her small, pale hand, fingers outstretched toward him.
James stared at it.
Lily stayed in her place for a few moments before turning to look up at him expectantly. “Well, aren’t you going to walk me to breakfast?” she asked carefully, a slight tone of impatience in her voice.
He started at her question, moving over and taking her hand in his. “Er, right, yeah. Breakfast, Lily.” He tugged on her hand. The redhead gave a small smile and followed him down to the Great Hall.