Of course she did.

Of course.


James reaches for his bag then, pulling out their next class' textbook and grabbing the small loose-leaf from it.

He passes it to her without a word.

On it is a rather fancy but well-crafted doodle. (He's had practice.) And in the middle of all the swirls and curves and lines is Lily's name.

"We could almost hold one of those art-shows Remus talks about, with these two," he says.