Lily grabbed the pillow before it could hit her face, frowning at the blonde girl. Then she sighed, drawing her knees up under her chin and folding her arms around them, holding the pillow against her chest. "It's a problem because I can't date him," she mumbled, and to confess this out loud made her heart hurt in a way that surprised her.
"I'm not giving any details, Marley. We were in the broom cupboard, and he kissed me, and I didn't stop him. But...well, we're good mates and everything, but that doesn't always make for good couples, does it? I mean, what if underneath that new responsible and mature James, the annoying twat he's always been is still there? Two years ago, I never would have considered snogging him. I wouldn't have gone near him with a twelve-meter broomstick."