"Hey, just because I could beat you in a duel does not mean that you aren't a feisty little thing that occasionally actually manages to make me feel some pain!" He was rambling a little, but he couldn't help it. That part of him was something that he was completely sure that Lily was used to by now - and she didn't seem to mind it in the least, either. "Need I point out that healing potion? That cruel act in which you took advantage of my utmost trust on a pretty red head and proceeded to inflict upon me the most unbearable pain...ever?"

And who would have thought that Lily would be the first one to mention their uncomfortable situation! Well, okay, everyone! Especially given that fact that he, James, was not very good and expressing negative feelings and sorting out fights.
That much had been clear from their latest…problems. The habit of actually fighting with Lily had died almost as soon as they had started dating. Sure, they still argued...quite a lot, but they always worked it out just as fast. That made everything much easier than it was right now. They hadn’t spoken much to each other in over a day. He supposed that part was his fault – he was the one who’d chosen to walk around the house like a zombie. And they had made up through their journals.

Finally, he let his eyes meet hers and gave her a small tender smile. "I'm sorry too, Lils." He leaned forward and brushed his lips very gently against hers. "And you know I love you." He whispered, moving his lips closer to her ear. It was very satisfying to have her warm up to him like that. He instantly felt a rush of gratitude toward her for ending this so soon.