"BLOODY HELL!" Lily shouted, slamming the door. "My eyes!" She covered them and quickly turned away. 
                              James chuckled and reopened the door. "Come on kids, you scared the pretty lady. Maybe next time try a silencing spell and something better than Colloportus." The two kids scrambled to grab their robes and streaked down the corridor in the moonlight. "It's all good Evans."
                              Lily sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "Of all the things, that was by far the most disgusting!"
                              "Hey, just think of it as one new way to do it with me." He gave her a cheeky smile but she crossed her arms. "Or don't. You know, whatever floats your broomstick." 
                              "That should never be done by any human being. It's...unnatural!" 
                              "Prude." 
                              "I am not! I've done things." 
                              "Oh really? Like what?"
                              "And why would I share that with you?"
                              "So I can figure out what you like and what you don't?" Lily rolled her eyes and continued down the corridor. "Are you more of a wait 'til marriage type? I'm fine with that, too." 
                              Lily checked behind the tapestries she knew have secret alcoves and turned back to James. "You know some people would call this sexual harassment."
                              "I call it sexual tension." He waggled an eyebrow but she didn't return the favor. "Would you have a pet dog? I know this one and he just loves to be around me. So when we get married I hope you're not allergic." 
                              "I'm not. And we're not getting married."
                              "Deny it while you can Flower. If you had a child would you want a girl, or a boy first and how many?"
                              "Maybe two, and a boy. But not with you." 
                              "I like boys. They're easier, girls are so confusing."
                              Lily snorted. "It's not our fault boys aren't smart."
                              James, who was distracted by one of the paintings, noticed her heading around the corner and jogged to catch up. "What would you name your child."
                              "Well I would never name a child after one of the parents. It's a bit conceited."
                              "Okay, so James as a middle name then. What about Sirius James Potter, that would be brilliant." 
                              "I don't have enough energy to explain how incredibly stupid that name is. Are you done with the questions?"
                              "Well there's the inevitable to get the quaffle rolling...let's go out!" 
                              "Let's not!" 
                              James ran a hand through his hair and continued to follow her down the corridor. His mood brightened though as he thought of more questions. "What if we had twins! They could be Lily and James II!"
                              "I'm two seconds away from petrifying you." 
                              "Okay...
                              ...."What if -"
                              "I warned you."
                                      
                                          
                                   
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101 Ways to Ask Lily Evans Out
FanfictionA series of one shots about how James asked out Lily.
 
                                               
                                                  