"I put the arse in arse cake," James said, chuckling. "No - wait, that didn't sound right." It made him laugh, though.
His eyes closed slightly at the kiss, but not entirely. He rested his head against hers. "I'll tell everyone I met a hot bird from Beauxbatons over the summer," he said. "When you make up an alias, make it French." The only person who would have any real reason to suspect letters were from Lily was Snape. But for all that James hated him, he didn't think the slimy little bugger would actively put Death Eaters on Lily Evans's trail. "I'll write back, of course."