“This is the only thing I’ve got left of ‘em! A picture…a memory!”

457) Lily Evans never once said yes to James Potter asking her out. For upon realising her feelings for him, it was she who was asking him on a date.

James: We… We actually created this little thing. You and me. We did it. Together. This tiny scrunchy-faced being that is now breathing air and making weird expressions and - and living. We made it, Lily. It’s - it’s - bloody hell - sorry, baby, Dad’s a bit excited - it’s a bloody - here I go again - it’s a miracle.

Lily: [serenely] He really is, isn’t he?

James: What will he eat? Will he play Quidditch? He must play Quidditch. Will he be famous? Well, probably not as famous as his Dad, I mean, I’m pretty well-known for my moves. Chaser moves. Not that my other moves are rusty. I did land the most gorgeous girl at Hogwarts after all. Merlin I hope he’ll be smart like his Mum. And beautiful like his Mum—

Lily: James, I’m right here.

James: —and brave like his Mum. I mean, to actually vow to spend the rest of your life with someone like me… Well, little fellow, let me tell you this — completely confidentially, of course — that’s bl— ruddy courageous. You, nameless little creature, will make your silly parents proud one day.

Lily: Harry.

James: Hmm?

Lily: Harry will make us proud one day.

James: [smiling] Indeed he will.