Summary
"James, you have… how shall I put this… You have an unhealthy obsession with Lily Evans, mate. And it's kind of freaking us out." His smile returned, and he gave an undignified little squeal. He clapped a hand over his mouth, his smile being replaced with a look of alarm. "See, that little squeal you just did. I think this classifies as an UNHEALTHY OBSESSION."