"However you like it," he shrugged and began chopping the vegetables and tossed the ham her way.
"Let's see, what do I remember from school. I remember you being the only girl who wouldn't give me and the boys the time of day. Unless you were studying with Moony of course. And I remember meeting you on the train, our first year, and thinking you are the prettiest girl I had ever seen and just wanting you to look my way. And I remember how it felt when you finally agreed to go to the Village with me for the day." He blushed a little bit at the admission.
After a quiet dinner spent swapping their favorite stories from their school days, he cleaned up what he'd been working on and put on a movie for them. It wasn't long before - thanks for spending a morning working and an afternoon in the sun - James had fallen asleep on the couch, his arm around Lily and sweet dreams in his head.