AN: It’s very very roughly based on Tay-tay’s ‘Begin Again’… actually, no, the song just inspired it, I guess, and I was listening to it while I scribbled this down during my long break today. It’s not her best off Red, and this fic deviated a long way, but watch me add it to my Taylor Swift Jily songfic collection anyway ;-)
She sits alone in a booth for four in the farthest corner of the coffee shop. Her cream-hat covered red head stands out in the barely occupied place. She’s absorbed in a book she seems to be reaching the last page of, and James notices she’s not very pleased with it. Lower lip jutted out, crease between her eyebrows. Her fingers tap absently on her mug to the beat of the tinkling music wafting all around the shop, and the whole thing reminds James of his mother and Christmas and baking.
Sirius said he’d meet him here, he just had to fetch the others—cool shop I found, mate, and they’re hosting an exhibit for these classic brooms on Wednesday—but James knew as soon as he saw the sign outside that his best mate was only pulling his leg.
Still, he thinks as he makes his way to Lily. Good thing he decided to go in anyway. He’d deal with Sirius later.