history repeats itself.
james sirius potter x fem!oc
harry potter next generation
cover: "the lovers" by aseamlessbonds on deviantart
not edited AT ALL. lots of grammatical errors and plot holes.
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VINGT TROIS
lily edwards is a nerd!
LILY DIDN'T KNOW why she was so nervous to ask him. That was a complete and utter lie. She knew exactly why. She'd met his parents, but this was him meeting hers ( which was totally not something she wanted to happen, not yet, at least ). Was this what he felt like when he'd asked her?
Gael and Pierre Edwards had ( somehow ) tracked down an owl and written to Lily, asking her to bring her boyfriend to France with them for their spring holiday ( she also had no idea how they found out that her and James had gotten together ).
She looked nervously down at the letter when James kicked down the door to their dorm.
"Honey! I'm home!" he yelled as he looked at her with excited eyes.
"I understood that reference!" she chirped as a smile settled itself onto her face.
"What're ya nervous about?" James asked casually as he kicked off his shoes.
"How did you-?" Lily asked.
James just looked at her with an unimpressed face. Lily sighed in response and showed him the letter.
"What does it say?" James asked as she still didn't speak.
"My parents are inviting you on spring holiday with us and they said if you want, your family could come as well," Lily said. "We have a manor in France. My papa inherited it when his parents died."
"Your parents — the big, scary, tall ones — want me to come on spring holiday with them?" James asked.
"They're tall, but they're not scary. My papa looks intimidating, but start talking about architecture or Jane Austen, then he'll melt like a puddle," Lily said off-handedly.
"Well it sounds like fun, I'll let my mum and dad know," James said with a quick smile.
"What? No, I was going to say you had plans or something," Lily said as she followed James into his room where his quill and ink were.
"Looks like I'll have to write your parents myself then," he said as he rummaged through his pile of things.
"I'd like to see you try," Lily said with a scoff.
"Bold of you to assume I don't know your address," James said with a sassy face.
Lily opened her mouth to counter him, but ultimately decided against it. There wasa very high possibility that he was not lying and she honestly did not want to find out the truth.
"You know what, I'm going to send them a letter even if you send one. First impressions!" James said merrily as he sat down at his desk and grabbed a quill and a piece of parchment.
"It's not necc — " Lily protested.
"Lils, you know by now that it's almost impossible to change my mind," James said, not looking up from the letter he was crafting.
Lily sighed and gave up. She walked out of his room, but stopped briefly at the doorway. She held the frame slightly, turning back. Lily smiled faintly to herself at the sight of quite possibly the love of her life determined to make a good first impression on her parents by writing them a letter. And she could tell by how concentrated he looked, he was trying to write in his best penmanship.
"Don't forget about our date later today," James called back from his desk.
"I won't," Lily called back. "What are we doing?"
"That's a surprise," James replied.
"Fine, then where are we going?" Lily asked.
"That's also a surprise," James answered.
"Well then what should I wear?" Lily asked.
"Something comfy," James replied.
"I'm loving your description, James," Lily called sarcastically.
"Look, love, you have no one to impress but me and it doesn't take a lot to impress me when it comes to you," James said. "So wear something that you feel pretty in."
"First of all, who said I ever dressed up to impress anyone but myself and second, I always wear something that I feel pretty in," Lily retorted. "That's the point of fashion."
"Well I don't know, love, jeans. Wear jeans," James said.
"Alright," Lily called as she made a mad dash into her room.
Of course she didn't have to plan her outfit, but nothing brought her more joy than going through her wardrobe and discovering old clothing that she'd forgotten about ( wearing a uniform 5 days of the week takes its toll, even on a small wardrobe like hers ).
She quickly rummaged through her closet until she found just the right outfit, set it out on her bed and then turned her attention towards a letter home to her parents.
After writing her letter to her parents, she got up and got dressed. When she left her room, she found James already waiting.
"Those aren't jeans," he said with a goofy smile.
Lily looked down at what she was wearing: her Weasley sweater, a just below knee length green skirt ( that had pockets! ) and black Doc Martens.
"Well, you didn't seem super sure on the jeans, so I decided to take liberties. Or will this not do?" Lily asked.
"No," James said with a chuckle. "It's perfect. You look beautiful."
Lily's cheeks bloomed bright red as she grabbed a coat from the rack and followed James out of the door. The sun was setting by the time they left their dorms and the last golden rays illuminated their hair and made the golden specks in James's eyes shine. Lily couldn't stop staring.
"So," Lily hummed as they walked in a comfortable silence as she looked down at her walking feet. "Where are we going?"
"You know I can't tell you that," James said with a playful smile.
"Oh come on," Lily teased. "A hint, perhaps?"
"Fine, it's not something you'd normally say yes to," James said as he struggled to hold back his laughter.
