“So let me get this straight. You, James Potter, want me, Lily Evans, to help with a prank?”
“Sounds about right” James replied with a grin.
“And why would I even consider helping you?”
“Because it’ll be fun” he countered, “You’re the one who said you needed to live a little-“
“I’ll think you’ll find that was you-“
“-and what better way than joining in on one of the infamous Marauder’s pranks?”
She rolled her eyes and refused to answer.
“Fireworks Evans, it’ll be the best yet, trust me.”
“Trust you?” Lily replied, incredulous, “You’re the last person I’d trust thank you.”
“Did you not hear me Lils? Fireworks” he repeated himself with a look of childish wonder and excitement which she had to admit made him look quite adorable.
Lily shook her head slightly to get rid of that line of thought, “am I supposed to be impressed?”
He nodded, “Oh you will be.”
She frowned, eyebrows furrowed, “we are not having this conversation.”
“Tell me Lils” James began, trying a different tactic as he took a step towards her, “when was the last time you broke school rules? Even the little, insignificant ones?”
Lily paused in thought. She frowned as she came up blank, was she really that much of a goody two-shoes? She put her hands on her hips, “Well, I’m a prefect, unless you’d forgotten.”
“You don’t let me forget” James murmured in reply.
Lily ignored his remark, “It’s hardly setting an example if I run around breaking the rules I’m supposed to enforce now, is it?”
He sighed, “Come on Evans, don’t be a bore.”
“I am not boring Potter!”
“Then prove it” he smirked. He’d got her right where he wanted her; she couldn’t possibly back down now, she was too stubborn.
“Fine” she replied through gritted teeth, “but I swear if I get caught” she lifted her wand, pointing it between his eyes, “don’t think I won’t think twice about taking you down with me.”
He laughed and beamed at her in triumph, “I would expect nothing less.”