I am not JKR, so don't even bother. We all know her's would be MUCH better...

Also, I think that I'm addicted to one-shots. And I'm pretty sure this one sucks, but I couldn't think of any thing better.

EPIPHANY

For the first time in my life everything was clear. Everything.

The first thing being that I didn't hate James Potter. That I never had.

The second being, I was in love with him.

I went down to breakfast, and sat down by myself.

I was only slightly surprised when James sat next to me.

"What do you want Potter?" I asked, but my voice wasn't as harsh as it usually is. All I could think was Omigod! What do I do?

"Hmm, what do I want?" James thought for a moment, before continuing. "Not sure… how about you?"

"I want to go back in time." I said, thinking back on the day I had told him to sod off; the Giant Squid had a better chance with me then he did.

"When would you go back to?" He asked, genuinely curious.

Wanting to avoid answering, I countered with, "When would you go back to?"

"I would go back to fifth year… and tell myself not to be a perv, and get to know you some before I asked you out. And not to give up on you."

"I would go back to all the times I said 'no'." I whispered, not sure if he had heard me.

His eyes widened, and he thought about that for a second. I kept my eyes trained on my plate of bacon and toast, suddenly wishing I hadn't gotten so much. He's probably thinking 'God, it's no wonder she's so fat!'

"Lily, what do you mean?"

"Can we go somewhere else please?" I asked after a moment of silence.

"Sure…" James said cautiously.

We exited the Great Hall together, and it erupted into whispers, most likely wondering why our conversation hadn't turned itself into a shouting match.

I led us into an empty classroom, and I could feel James's penetrating stare on my back.

"Lily, what did you mean by that? Were you trying to get my hopes up, so you return to your favorite game of crushing me when you say no?" He asked as I shut the door quietly.

"God no, James. Even I'm not that evil! I had an epiphany today."

"And what was that?" He asked politely.

I turned, walked towards him, and pressed my lips against his.

He was, shocked to say the least. But he kissed me back anyway. I'm pretty sure that he thought it was a dream. I sincerely hoped that it wasn't.

"Lily?"

"Yes James?" I said sweetly.

"What the hell was that?"

"I believe it is formally known as a kiss…"

"I thought you hated me." He asked, puzzled.

"That was the epiphany. I didn't."

"You didn't?"

"No; I loved you, and I didn't want to admit it to myself."

"I love you, too; you know that, right?"

"I was hoping you would say that." I kissed him again, before he had the chance to answer.