"Hmm?" James looked over at Lily, and shook his head. "No, my folks haven't said anything. Honestly, they might be keeping it from me if they know something, but I will find out soon enough." He paused, seeming to consider some of his own thoughts. "But, I don't think we have to worry while we are here, so much. With Dumbledore here, there is no cause for concern. He'll protect everyone." His voice, James didn't really notice, was more confidant, more like a leader's voice. But he thought nothing of it.
His mind was wandering again, and his eyes were drawn to the perfect pair of legs attached to Lily. She wasn't super tall, but her legs were perfect! His eyes went from her ankle to her calf, her knee and all up her thigh, hoping she's shift just a bit so he could see a bit more leg.
Before he was caught, (though he was sure she noticed) he averted his gaze back to the papers. "By the way... After the attack... I never really asked you how you were doing." He looked her in the eyes, truly concerned for her. "I mean, I was feeling so groggy... I..." James licked his lips, which were suddenly dry, and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He really wanted to just...kiss her right then.