Lily's eyebrows rose as he went to recite (kind of) Bryon's She Walks in Beauty. How had he come to know that poem? And did he know that was one of her favorites? Sirius may have been right...
And then it all came tumbling out. Her eyes only grew wider as he went on with his confession. How could she have been so blind to this the whole time? It made sense now...the teasing, the joking. But how had he come to care about her so much when she had treated him so terribly? She felt strangely reassured and light even though it was a little much to take in.
For a moment she didn't say anything and looked down. It was so much to take right now. After the incident with Severus earlier that week she knew this would this would probably hinder it. But he had put everything out on the table, was basically holding his heart out to her. How could she not see the guy he really was and feel like she may have fallen just a little?
She looked back up at him, searching his face. He looked scared, anxious, hopeful...She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in and giving him a kiss on the lips. It felt nice...right almost.
"Did you think I drew my freckles on?" she asked, pulling back slightly and smiling.