You and lily were close friends - you spent hours together, laughing, talking, gossiping, just being, but there was an unspoken connection that ventured further than a simple platonic relationship.

You weren't sure how many more 'accidental' hand brushes, prolonged eye contact, and hair playing you could take without just kissing her, but lily played it off well with a smile gracing her lips. And if only you knew how she felt the same for you.

*And as you sat there in the library, attempting to revise potions with lily (*attempting as just her presence was a great distraction), when your legs touched as she leaned over to correct a few of your notes, her hand brushing yours as she took your quill.

It felt so wrong. you were just friends, that's it... but at the same time, as your eyes met those green, twinkling ones of lily's, you couldn't help but noticing just how right it felt for your heart to skip and speed up at a simple touch and for your mind to blur.