Our big headed professor also thinks he is a match maker. He assigned us to work on a three page essay.
So of course he put me with James. We have 15 minutes in class to discuss the project.
I say, "We should probably get together and work on this, sometime."
He responds with a slight smirk, "Yeah, let's get together, sometime," wink.
"Why did you wink?"
He has a confused expression, "I didn't." His eyes turn sneaky and wink again.
I slap his arm and laugh, "Stop it!"
I continue, "We should write about the difference between werewolves and- stopping winking Potter I can tell you are winking."
I look up and he is looking up in mock innocence. I punch him in the arm and we both laugh.
For the rest of our lives and he would wink. When he saw me in the hallway He would wink.
When I walked down the Isle he winked at me.
The day we died when I carried baby Harry up the stairs he winked at me.
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Jily One Shots
FanfictionThese are some Jily One Shots from quite a few years ago (sorry for my bad grammar then). This was also written when I had a much smaller understanding of love and I want to clarify that some of these one shots do not demonstrate healthy relationshi...