Lily's beautiful dark ginger hair danced in the brief spring breeze in her navy blue ribbon. Lily is so pretty I think to myself. And I'm jealous especially of her. James leaning back against the tree with lily in-between hi legs holding to her tight like life it's self.
Lily tried to ignore James flirting and attentive personality, but everyone knew she secretly loved it. But she isn't want to been seen easy like Sirius's girls.
Sirius Black, 7th tear heart throb and best friend of James. And me. But he Girls he gets are easy but he isn't. I've seen sides that most haven't. I look over as he throws me a look hat only says. Let's go before my eyes bleed.
We walked past the black lake and sat by or selves on the private patch of grass. He poked out a hint of pink as he dragged his hair back. "You have difficulties there." He furrowed his brows. "James does mine and I do his." He says. I laugh to myself. "Cute." The small tint of pink dust his cheeks. I bring myself round and drag his black mane myself.
"How does it make you feel." It came out of nowhere after a few moments of silence.
"What?"
"Evans and James." I didn't understand.
He sighed to himself. "You look at James, like.." he trailed of into a mumble.
"Can say I'm not jealous of lily." It's true but he has the wrong quidditch player. "I don't like James. There is a different guy"
"What's so special." He didn't look at me this time. "His long dark hair." I say leaning back into the grass. I close my eyes. "His grey stormy eyes, his humour and the smell of warm. And the way he is sat next to me." I open my eyes o Sirius looking back at me. "Your a bitch." He whispered before kissing me lightly like a feather or a splash of water.
