101 Ways to Ask Lily Evans Out

#100

"What's a word for sad and mad?" Sirius asked. 

"Sullen, desolated, morose," Lily listed. 

"Smad," James said confidently. 

Lily stared at James, though she couldn't be too surprised with his response.

"What about tired and hungry?"

"Don't you dare say tungry," Lily said looking at James.

"I wasn't! Jeez...I was going to say hired. Hmm, if we dated our name would be Lames."

"Afraid you've already got a name," Sirius said. "They call it...Jily."

"I like it," James said smirking. "It's got a nice ring."

"I don't."

"Well what would you call us?"

"Friends."

"BURN!" Sirius shouted. 

"Come on Lily, just admit it. You want to get into my pants. It's cool, I'm game."

"The only game you'll be playing is trying to get off the floor without your legs."

"Lilykins, there's no shame, I fancy you too -" James fell to the ground, his legs melting like jello. "Damnit Lily!"

"I warned you."