Epilogue
James
Life had been a bit blurry for the past hour or so, but now he had a litre and a half of water in his system and he could feel himself regaining some focus, which was an awesome development.
They had removed all the small halloween decorations that previously adorned the fireplace and then sat on top of it, their feet drawn close to their chests to avoid getting burnt. Next to him Lily bumped his shoulder with hers, and he turned his face to look at her.
“Better James?,” She asked.
“Much,” He replied, his cheeks getting hotter with the memory of the deal she had offered him “Thank you”.
“You’re welcome,” She smiled, almost shyly. Tucking a strand of fiery red hair behind her ear, “Uh…about the deal…”
“Oh it’s- It’s ok we don’t have to- I mean, not if you don’t want to- It’s, uh, fine,” he said, trying to force a small hint of disappointment out of his tone.
“James,” she said, “It’s fine, I want to.”
He didn’t really register the words entirely, not until he saw her shifting her body to face his, and beginning to lean in.
James had it hard thinking about anything else other than Lily Evans, getting closer to him, all red lips and red freckles and red eyelashes and red cheeks. His mind was numb in shades of scarlet, but even then, he could overhear the surprised scream to his left that said: “Mate! I think I literally just saw David Bowie kissing Brian May i’m not fucking kidding!”
“I think the pot got to the wrong side of your brain, bro,” another voice replied.
“Finally!” Lily said, smiling wide and beckoning him closer with a hand on the nape of his neck.
“What?,” James said, but then Lily Evan’s lips were on his and his mind was reeling in a quick succession of realizations hitting his brain like dominoes and the feel of a smile grazing his mouth.
James could feel the beginning of a dopey smirk stretching his features too, the sloppy slide of their lips shooting flashes of color on the back of his closed eyelids. He wouldn’t be surprised if he woke up tomorrow feeling it all a dream, it was entirely too good, even if their smiles kept making the kiss sappy and clumsy.
He thought he finally understood it all now.