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@lily-evansxo
"Your hair always looks nice. Well, you always look nice too, I’m not saying that you don’t because you’re very pretty — You know what, I’m just gonna stop talking now."
"Yes, please stop talking." Lily laughed as she shock her head. "I know exactly what you're saying, or when you said it the first time. But still, thank you anyways. Good to know that I can uh look pretty still even on some of my worst days."
"I asked if you wanted to skip herbology."
"And what would we do while skipping Herbology, hm?"
"I said your hair looks nice."
"It does? I literally just threw it up, but thanks Dougie."
"Hm, sorry? I was't listening.."
"I'm afraid you'd need to sort out your priorities then, my love." He joked. "And make the top and most important one me." He smiled happily as he placed a hand over his chest. He knew for a fact that she wouldn't do that, but he just wanted to push her buttons. "I don't know. Shall I try it?" He asked as he made a grab for her hand. Bringing the two pieces of bread to his mouth, James childishly licked both sides of the toast. He heard one of the sixth years make a noise of disgust at his actions, but he paid her no attention. "Thanks for sharing, Evans."
"My priorities are perfectly sorted out mister Potter." A laugh came from her lips and she shock her head. "Hmm I don't know about that." Lily said with a light eye roll as well at him. She wrinkled her nose as he grabbed for her hand but let him take it. "I prefer not to." Her nose wrinkled more as he licked the slices of bread. "Sharing... right. Your welcome Potter."
"So? I'm sure you could spare two pieces from your rather large horde over there." He motions towards the pile of toast with his hand. His rather loud and obnoxious speech that he had started was abruptly cut off when her hand was placed over his mouth. "I'll lick you." He warned, his mouth opening slightly. "Well, too bad." He huffs as he leans over the table quickly and easily swipes a few pieces of toast.
"But what if I can't?" Lily arches an eyebrow not really planning on giving and wanting to give him the toast. She narrowed her eyes at him as she slowly took her hand off of his mouth. "And if you did my hand surely wouldn't taste good." She said with a small nod. Her eyebrows immediately arching up as he swiped a few pieces of toast. "Potter!" Lily huffs, sitting back down in her seat with a small huff.
"I’m laughing on the inside… not."
"Yeah.. I don't know. Is someone maybe mad at you and did it? I don't know what to tell you Madeline."
If you're going to
"It’s toastthough, Evans.” James states, stressing the word ‘toast’. He sighs and leans back in his seat; his fingers tapping against the old wood of the dinning table. “Oh, high and mighty Lily Evans, do you see it fit to spare two pieces of toast for my breakfast so that I might be able to put some marmalade on it?” He asked her rather loudly which, ultimately, attracted a bit of unwanted attention from a few first years and some professors, but James didn’t exactly care.
"So? I like my toast, Potter!" Lily said rather stubbornly as she held the plate of toast by her. She narrowed his eyes as he started to talk louder and she quickly got on her knees on her seat and reached across, putting her hand over his mouth. Glancing at the Professors and ther students that were looking. "Do you have to talk so loud, Potter? Bloody hell.. and the answer is still no." She explained with a small smirk teasing.
"Well that’s for damn sure."
"I could have told you that much, Callister."
"You’re an angel, Evans. Looks like I can win some points for Hufflepuff after all. Fear I can handle, just not death."
"I am? Well thanks Benjy. I don't think anyone can really handle death."
If you're going to
"Now that’s just plain cruel, Evans. You’re supposed to be my girlfriend. We’re supposed to share." He wines, his heart beating faster slightly. "No you can’t. I don’t see Remus hogging all the toast over there." He trails off glancing to where his friend sat. "Well, I don’t want to put marmalade on something else; I want it on toast."
"I am... your girlfriend." Lily explained as she glanced at the toast. It was still a bit weird for her to say. "But I don't see it in the dating rules that we have to share." She says with a smirk. "No one said I couldn't, so I shall." She says as she swallows the bread and waits a few seconds as she eats another piece. "Maybe you should ask, hm?"
If you're going to
"I’m not talking about the ones on your plate, Evans. I’m talking about the plate full of toast to the left of you. Now, you can’t possibly claim all of those, can you." He asks, his eyes flicking over her face. "Plus, I have marmalade that I want to put on my toast."
"I'm talking about those as well." Lily says as she grabs the plate of other toast. "And yes, I can. I'm reserving them... and maybe I want to eat them all myself." She explains and looks back to him. "Put marmalade on something else."
"Whoever left their Transfiguration homework in the Great Hall is completely wrong. I’m looking over this and I’m actually feeling so much second hand embarrassment. It’s like you didn’t even try."
"Transfiguration isn't my strongest subject.."
If you're going to
"It’s a free for all. I don’t exactly have to ask you, Evans." He states, leaning forwards on his elbows.
"It is till one as claimed as their own. I have claimed this toast as mine, therefore you should ask, Potter." Lily argues as she sits up straighter, raising her chin a bit.
If you're going to
"Yes, but you have all of them over there, Evans. It’s rude not to share."
"You never really asked for one, Potter. It's rude not to ask." She smirks as she tears off a piece and tosses into her mouth.
"Oh yes, letting a stranger see my deepest darkest fear. Sounds like fun."
"Incredibly."
If you're going to
hoard all the toast at your end of the table, the least you could do is pass me a few pieces.
"But maybe I want those few pieces."
