"He is in love with you. I read the fucking letters." - @messrsmcrauders { jily}
Letters? Her eyebrows pressed together as she looked up from her position on the sofa in their shared common room, before her eyebrows rose when she saw the letters in his hand. She had forgotten that those even existed -- and meant to burn them ages ago when they broke up. Marlene had suggested it, and at the time she hadn't been ready to let go of the notes and letters they exchanged when they were roaming the halls -- their relationship a secret from everyone around them. She closed her book and she shook her head, setting her book down.
"Those are -- extremely old, James." A year or two, at least. "I forgot I even had them." She took them from him and tossed them into the roaring fire place before she quickly moves back to him and cups his cheeks. "I don't care how he feels about me -- or what happened between us. I haven't for a long time." Her emerald eyes move along his face, her thumbs brushing against his cheek bones. "I'm -- sorry that I still had those, I forgot about them I swear." She feels an anxiousness building in her stomach -- and the more anxious she feels the more she speaks. "I love you, James Potter. I love you." The words almost feel foreign on her tongue, because they were words she hadn't spoken in years until this very moment.