It had taken her six years. Six years of his incessant teasing, six years of his belligerent declarations of love, and yet- it was only after six years that Lily Evans had realised how truly in love with him she was. Unfortunately, she had blown it. The only sure thing in her revolving world, and she had managed somehow and in some way, to completely screw things up. (Format fixed)

It had taken Lily Evans Six years. Six years of his incessant teasing, six years of his belligerent declarations of love and finally, after six long years, she had realised how truly in love with him she was. But it was too late. She had blown it. He was the surest thing Lily knew, yet somehow, in some way, She really had managed to screw the whole thing up.

It had taken me approximately 36 months, 24 days and 15 hours to finally accept my fate. A long three years if I say so myself. Three years of his incessant begging and pleading. Three years of his messing my life up- and I had decided to go falling in love with him now! Let me tell you this much- James Potter was totally and incomprehensibly worth it. But for now, I had ruined it.