Lily's POV
I looked around for my friends when I felt a pair of eyes burning into the back of my head. Continuing to walk forwards through the crowd I glanced over my shoulder... I then proceeded to fall on my face.
He was watching me.
I quickly jumped up, brushing off my hands. I grabbed my cart and started to walk faster.
"Evans." I heard him shout.
I sprinted, trying as hard as I could to get away. All he would do is hurt me. Hurt me more.
I felt him grab my waist, spinning me around to face him. I stared up into his hazel eyes, my breathing shaky.
"I'm sorry." Is all he said before leaving me in the middle of a big crowd struggling to keep from crying and failing horribly.
As I watched him walk away, James Potter didn't glance back.
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Maybe
FanfictionIt was always no, and it seemed like it always would be. Yet one day, her answer was: Maybe
