034. 3 november 1976. potions.

[alotofgood]

November 3, 1976 - morning
Hogwarts, Scotland
Potions Dungeon

When James wakes up on Monday morning, his very first thought hits him in a wave of elation and complete and utter petrification.

He has a date with Lily Evans.

An actual you-and-me-will-be-going-somewhere-remotely-romantic date.

A date that may or may not include a first kiss and

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[lilium_evansiae]

So, on Friday night, after so many refusals she suspects they both lost count, Lily told James Potter she'd go out with him.

And, aside from a brief conversation on Sunday evening about carved vegetables ... they kind of haven't spoken since.

Which is weird, isn't it?

(He can't have abruptly and completely gone off her, can he?)

But she can't say she's ever seen him put that much effort into getting set up for a Potions class.

Or, for that matter, any class.

Very weird.

It's not until he glances over at her that all the pieces suddenly drop into place.

Oh, God, he's nervous.

(How sweet and adorable is that?)

She actually has to look away, just for a second, to hide her smile.

And then turns back to him, with a smile that's less amused and more friendly. (She hopes.)

"Hello, James."

[alotofgood]

"Um - hello, Lily."

He clears his throat and offers her a smile.

It actually manages to look right and not warbly like he feels.

"All right?"

[lilium_evansiae]

(Seriously, when did James get that cute?)

Lily nods.

"It's been kind of a busy couple of days, hasn't it?"

[alotofgood]

(If only he knew Lily was thinking that; he might be less inclined on bloody second-guessing his every move to make sure it stays well within the realm of 'Cool James Potter' and not 'Ridiculously Moronic James Potter'.)

"- yeah," he says, nodding.

Is he nodding too much?

Maybe he's nodding too much.

One nod.

Right.

"You know, post-Hallowe'en and all that."