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P R O L O G U E
Thirteen Years Previously

Lily opened the door with her keys, and stepped inside. Immedietly, she was greeted with a "Hello, Evans." Lily sighed, and rolled her eyes as James wiggled his eyebrows at her, smiling mischeviously. They were nineteen, and he'd still never gotten out of the habit of using her last name to adress her.

"Hello, Potter," she said. James slowly advanced towards her, and Lily backed up, suddenly hitting the wall next to the door. She could feel James' breath hot on her neck as he placed his hands carefully around her, trapping her to the wall of their small apartment together.

"You're looking especially pretty today," he said, teasingly, still with that mischevious smile. Lily's heart was beating out of her chest, her cheeks were bright pink, and she suddenly was struggling to breath.

"James. . . ," she said, struggling to speak, too.

James snaked his hand up her body. "Shh. . . ," he said.

Then he was kissing her. . . .

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