Her words seemed to knock the air from his lungs. James stood silently, and she averted her gaze. It took moments like this - moments of sheer vulnerability between the two of them, moments that he hoped he would never forget - it was moments like this one, that reminded him that Evans was human above all else. Behind her snarky, witty banter she was just as fragile as he was. And for that, he began to fall for her. It started slowly at first, that day she told him about her sister. But over the months that followed, he learnt things about Lily Evans he wasn’t sure she’d ever told anyone, and he found himself in too deep. She told him about her Dad, and the way he used to carry her on his shoulders when he took her to football matches, just so she could see above the crowd. She told him how much she cried the day he died, how she’d felt as if she’d never stop. She didn’t cry then, though. She just looked at him with a small smile,
"I think he would have liked you, James."