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Call me irresponsible
Call me unreliable
Throw in undependable, too

James Potter. Just hearing the name irked Lily. The man was insufferable. She could hardly call him a man yet anyway! He was far too immature. Some part of her poked and prodded, reminding that even her own father had been rather immature up until he died. But that wasn’t the point! Potter was a prat! 

He was irresponsible, ridiculous, impractical and unreliable! This patrol only proved it! He was supposed to be patrolling the grounds with Lily, as her fellow Head. Was he? No! Lily was all alone as she walked the dark grounds making sure no students were out this late at night. Alone in the dark in a place where any magical animal could attack at any moment! And she was all alone because James Potter was unreliable!

Do my foolish alibis bore you?
Well, I’m not too clever, I
I just adore you
“Evans! Hey Lily! Wait up!”

Lily halted. She had just left the castle so she was too far from the doors. She turned around as James ran up to her. He stopped before her with a frown on his face and ran a hand through his hair.

“Why’d you start without me?” he asked, sounding surprisingly hurt.

“You were late,” Lily stated, her arms crossing her chest.

“Barely!” James exclaimed. “It’s only five after! You can hardly blame me, considering that paper Slughorn wanted us to do by tomorrow. I haven’t even gotten halfway through it yet and I started at ten when I finished all my other homework!”

So he hadn’t been fooling around. He’d been doing homework. And he’d only been five minutes late….so what? He was still irresponsible!

So, call me unpredictable
Tell me I’m impractical
Rainbows, I’m inclined to pursue

The following day after classes Lily had fallen asleep on the sofa. She woke to a hand on her cheek and a soothing voice said comforting things. Apparently she’d had a bad dream. Then warm lips landed on her forehead just before the weight next to her on the sofa disappeared. She opened her eyes a bit to see James walking out from in between coffee table and sofa. Well that was certainly unexpected. Later she’d gone outside to read, only to find James bothering Snape down by the lake. Then he pushed the poor boy into the water!

Call me irresponsible
Yes, I'm unreliable
But it's undeniably true
That I'm irresponsibly mad for you

“Hey Evans,” James broke the silence of their patrol on another night. They’d gotten stuck patrolling the grounds again. James wasn’t late this time.

“What Potter?” Lily asked softly. She had really hoped they could forgo talking the entire two hours. He, apparently had other ideas.

“Go on a date with me?” he asked hopefully.

“No!” Lily rounded on him. “Why can’t you get that through your thick head! My answer won’t change!”

“Why not?” James asked rather dejectedly.

“It just wont, all right?” she snapped at him. “I think we should separate now. You go patrol over by the forest. I’ll stay over here.”

That said she turned and continued on in the direction they’d originally been going in, leaving a dejected James to slow turn and head off alone to do as Lily directed.

Do my foolish alibis bore you?
Girl, I'm not too clever, I
I just adore you

“Why can’t he just accept that I wont ever go out with him?” she asked Remus the next day at lunch.

“Because he really does like you,” Remus stated. “Just give him a chance. One date won’t kill you, will it?”

“You have no idea!”

Just then the bane of her existence walked into the great hall. He strode over and sat right next to her. Placing her elbows on the table she then placed her head in her hands so that they were cradling her forehead.

“Hey Lily?” James asked. Well that was different. Usually it was Evans.

“What?” Lily replied, not moving her head at all to look at him.

“Go out with me?” a pregnant moment passed. Then, “Please?”

“Fine,” Lily sighed.

“Why-what?” James stared at her with wide eyes.

“I said yes, all right?” she sat up and glared at him. “But get this through your thick scull. It’s only one date. Nothing more. Then you are to leave me alone and never ask me out again.”

“But only if you don’t have fun?” James prompted meekly.

“Right,” Lily nodded. What was she getting herself into? But of course she wouldn’t have fun! This was James Potter she was talking about!

Call me unpredictable
Tell me that I'm so impractical
Rainbows, I'm inclined to pursue

The following Hogsmeade week James waited in front of the Three Broomsticks, their designated waiting place. He held a white rose in one hand and kept gripping and ungripping the bottom of his jacket out of nervousness. Lily had actually said yes to him. He wasn’t going to blow it! He looked handsome in his jeans, black t-shirt and blazer. Unfortunately he couldn’t get his hair to sit straight, so that was messy as usually. His breath caught when he saw Lily walking toward him. Her hair was up in a messy bun, strands hanging down around her face. She wore a cut strapless white sundress with a yellow ribbon tied under the bust and yellow flip-flops. She was certainly a vision.

“Hey Lily!” James waved, a big goofy smile on his face. He didn’t know what else to say.

“Hi,” she smiled shyly. Lily never smiled shyly at him!

“You look really good,” he said lamely. She blushed. His hand shot up and showed her the flower. “Um, I bought you this rose. I thought you’d like it.”

“Oh James!” Lily gasped. “It’s beautiful! How did you know white roses were my favorite?”

“Uh, I asked Remus,” he replied quickly. It really was just a lucky guess, as it had been a last minute idea. “I figured he’d know what you’d like.”

“Well thank you,” Lily smiled.

In rather high spirits James led Lily into the pub where they ate lunch. He paid and then they went window-shopping. He was truly surprised with how this was turning out. Lily was truly having fun with him. She was laughing and joking with him, and more importantly, not getting mad and yelling. She was even opening up to him a bit. He couldn’t have asked for a better date. When it was getting late James treated her to dinner and they walked back up to the castle arm and arm, far closer then he could have ever hoped for. He walked her up to her room and stood at her door with her. She had turned to face him and held both of his hands. She was smiling at him, the flower he had given her in her hair.

“Thank you for a wonderful day, James,” she said softly. “Thank you for asking me again.”

“Did you have fun?” he asked hesitantly.

“More fun then I had expected,” she grinned at him. “Again, thank you.”

That said she stepped into him and stretched up on her toes to kiss his cheek. She stepped away, released his hands and turned to go into her room. She watched him as she closed the door.

“Goodnight,” she said just before the door shut.

More then elated, James turned and went into his own room. He shut the door, turned and then pumped his fist into the air and whooped. He’d done it! He just knew it! Lily was his for good! He flopped onto his bed, hands behind his head and grinned up at the ceiling. He was gonna marry that girl!

Go ahead call me irresponsible
Yes, I'm unreliable
But it's undeniably true
I'm irresponsibly mad for you

Years later Lily stood looking into the crib where her son lay sleeping. He was so handsome. Looked just like his father. She jumped when two strong hands landed on her shoulders. She turned her head and welcomed the kiss she was offered and smiled up at her husband.

“How’s he doing?” James whispered.

“Look for yourself,” Lily suppressed a giggle. “He’s sleeping.”

“Let’s go to bed,” he took her hand and began dragging her from the room. She didn’t object. Later she lay satisfied in his arms He kissed the top of her head. 

“I love you James,” Lily whispered.

“I love you too Lil’s,” James smiled. And he couldn’t possibly tell her in words how much that love was.

You know it's true
Oh, baby it's true

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