On Thursday, near the end of Potions, James asked Lily about when she would want to go out again.

"I don't know, whenever works for you." She said, meaning his quidditch schedule for practices.

"I have an idea." He said, as the class finished, and he swept out of the room before she could question what he meant.

The next night, Lily lay in her bed, the curtains pulled to. She still hadn't learnt anything of what James had meant when he said 'I have an idea', and they hadn't decided what their plans were yet. She was just drifting off to sleep, when she noticed the curtains were shaking, like something was repeatedly ramming into them. She opened them a crack, and in flew a crumpled piece of parchment, which was now zooming in circles in front of her. She reached out with a hand, and snatched the ball of paper, unfolding it.

'Meet me in the common room.' It read. '-James.'

She slowly opened her curtains and crawled out of bed, slipping a pair of slippers onto her foot. She padded her way out of the dorm and down the stairs, where she found James Potter standing by the fireplace holding a broomstick. He was wearing loose pajama pants, and a rather tight t-shirt, which Lily realized showed defined chest and abdominal muscles. She loved quidditch.

"James." She whispered when she got close to him.

"Lily." He whispered back in a teasing tone, mocking the way she had said his name.

"What are you doing down here? What am I doing down here?" She demanded, not wanting to get in trouble.

"We are having our second date, is what we are doing." He explained.

"We're not leaving this dorm!" She insisted.

A few minutes later, she and James were flying away from the tower, holding on for dear life, and wondering how he ever managed to convinced her. She kept her eyes squeezed shut as tightly as she could - she was petrified of flying. Noticing how tightly her arms were wrapped around his waist, he tried he best to fly as steady as he could, but he need to swoop upwards to reach where they were going - the astronomy tower. They landed, and it took a bit of convincing to get Lily to let go of him and open her eyes. She did so, to find the blanket from their picnic in the centre of the wide, flat top of the tower, but this time with pillows, and surrounded by candles flickering in the moonlight. James cast a heating charm around their blanket, shielding them from the crisp autumn air. He gestured that she should sit, and he sat next to her.

"I figured we could do some stargazing." He explained, looking up at the stars, which were bright and numerous. There was no light pollution for miles around Hogwarts, so the stars were nearly always visible if the sky was clear.

"This, this is brilliant." Lily said, all the tiredness in her washed away by the excitement of the date, and proximity to James.

James seemed happy with her response, and he looked long in her eyes, getting lost in the what seemed an infinity of green. He raised his hand to cup her cheek, Lily's skin tingling at his touch, and slowly, hesitantly, checking to see if she would pull away, he began to move his head closer to hers. Deciding he was moving too slow, Lily buried her hands in James' mess of hair, and closed the gap quickly. The kiss made her heart race, and everything in her life felt as though it had been leading up to the very moment. Their lips moved together, and everything seemed right. Eventually, they moved to lay down, face to face, where they eventually drifted off to sleep. Lily was the first, and James watched as her eyelids fluttered, and she eventually gave in,her breath deepening and slowing, until he fell asleep as well. During the night, she instinctively and unknowingly rolled into his embrace, to which, in his sleep, he automatically responded with an arm around her waist, pulling her close in his arms.

Lily awoke the next morning - very, very early morning - to find herself curled in a ball, sheltered by James' body. She didn't dare move, until he was awoken by the singing birds at dawn. He smiled at her, kissed her on the mouth gently, and suggested it would be best for them to return to their beds before any one woke up to find them missing. She agreed, and he joked about how nice they had found the stars the night before.


A/N: So that's it! that is all I have of this fic, and I think that's all I'll ever have. If you like Jily, or my writing ( I can't imagine that's possible) than you might enjoy my other Jily fic that's 1238957t49851649x better and more realistic (to the books) than this one :D I also have started a pride and prejudice themed Jily fic for any Austen fans, and plan to post that sooon-ish!