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"Hey we're friends remember! So you call me James." He said twirling a strand of my hair in his fingers. "Potter. I don't know why, but I like you. You told me, friends don't have nicknames. Well... Sirius calls you Prongs so..." I look down at my toes while my fingers fumble with the hem of my shirt. "I've always called you Potter. And I hated you then. Soon when we became friends, I couldn't stop calling you Potter. But you wanted me to call you James, so I stayed up late every night repeating James..." I look up at his face. Breathing in all his features scared this will be the last time I can look at him in this way. "That's when I figured out I call you Potter because I've always felt a certain way about you. But you asked me to be friends, so I got pushed to the friends zone. Meaning no more saying Potter." I took a step closer willing myself to not faint at our proximity. "But. James Potter, Lily Evans likes you. So she, is going to call you whatever the hell she wants." ___________________________________________ Read this book if you like Jily fanfictions, if you like Harry Potter, or even if you want to read a romance. All the characters in this book belongs to J.K. Rowling. I simply wrote about how I think they fell in love.

Fifthteen year old Willow Hanna lives with her eighteen year old brother, Ewan. After the tragic lost of her parents when Willow was just three, she grew a love of snow. She could walk out side in the harshest of weather and not feel the cold. But what happens when she meets a certain guardian? And she falls for him?