Drabble-ish: Inevitability
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trinitydayTitle: Inevitability
Word Count: 210
Pairing: Lily/James
A/N: Well, this was supposed to be for30_hath's Jan 19 challenge, but I forgot about it and didn't post it on time. Oops?
Lily's answer was different this time, but this was still, unfortunately, not a reason for James to rejoice.
Yet.
“Don’t you ever get tired of me saying ‘no’ all the time?” she asked in lieu of simply saying ‘no’, stuffing her books into her bag and trying, desperately, to buckle the thing up even though the seams were almost splitting from being overfilled.
“Don’t you get tired of saying ‘no’ all the time?” James retorted.
“No,” Lily said, before the words caught up with her. She couldn’t hide a wry smile as she added, “Obviously.”
“Then neither do I,” James answered with no small satisfaction.
“Seriously, Potter,” Lily tried again. “Why do you keep on asking me out? Do you honestly think I’ll magically change my mind one of these days?”
James shrugged. “It will happen one of these days. It has to.”
She studied him for a long minute, raising his hopes ever so slightly, before tugging her school bag over her shoulder, running a hand across the nape of her neck so her hair wasn’t caught behind the bag. “No,” she said, and James thought he detected a hint of sadness in her voice, although what that meant, he didn’t have the slightest clue. “No, Potter, it doesn’t.”
Word Count: 210
Pairing: Lily/James
A/N: Well, this was supposed to be for
30_hath's Jan 19 challenge, but I forgot about it and didn't post it on time. Oops?Lily's answer was different this time, but this was still, unfortunately, not a reason for James to rejoice.
Yet.
“Don’t you ever get tired of me saying ‘no’ all the time?” she asked in lieu of simply saying ‘no’, stuffing her books into her bag and trying, desperately, to buckle the thing up even though the seams were almost splitting from being overfilled.
“Don’t you get tired of saying ‘no’ all the time?” James retorted.
“No,” Lily said, before the words caught up with her. She couldn’t hide a wry smile as she added, “Obviously.”
“Then neither do I,” James answered with no small satisfaction.
“Seriously, Potter,” Lily tried again. “Why do you keep on asking me out? Do you honestly think I’ll magically change my mind one of these days?”
James shrugged. “It will happen one of these days. It has to.”
She studied him for a long minute, raising his hopes ever so slightly, before tugging her school bag over her shoulder, running a hand across the nape of her neck so her hair wasn’t caught behind the bag. “No,” she said, and James thought he detected a hint of sadness in her voice, although what that meant, he didn’t have the slightest clue. “No, Potter, it doesn’t.”