'Must get away, must get away,' Lily kept repeating in her head. Why on earth had she changed into her pajamas, socks weren't meant for traction as she slipped down the halls. She didn't turn when James called out after her, she couldn't face him. What must he think of her? Also if she saw him again she wasn't sure if she could control herself. His lips were so sweet and perfect.
Lily felt a grip on her wrist and she came to a stop and was whipped around to face James. He asked the one question she didn't want to answer,
"Nothing, just forget about that okay." She turned and hoped he'd release her wrist so she could get back to safe confines of her room. Forget all about James Potter and his mind blowing kisses.