He squeezed her hand lightly as he climbed through after her, smiling encouragingly. It amazed him how small, yet warm, her hand was in his, and that she seemed to reach for his quite often. He didn’t mind. He knew he’d hold her hand forever if she wanted him to. “It’s a bit of a long trek,” he said, apologetically. Their footsteps were muffled, and what little light they had seemed to have faded. “Lumos,” he whispered, holding out his wand so the light fell in front of her. James stumbled along behind her, smiling as his wand lit up her hair, trailing down her back. He knew of no one that had hair that was quite as red. He loved it.
Lily jumped slightly as the end of James’ wand lit the passage, her hand tightly gripped to his other. She didn’t know how long they’d been walking, but it felt like ages and by the time she saw a tiny sliver of light at the other end, she was relieved to finally almost be able to get out of the cramped passage. “You weren’t kidding.” she chuckled, looking back at him, blushing slightly as their eyes met. How was it that he was still able to do that? Even now when they were already together, he was still able to make her blush. It’s the eyes, she thought. Those eyes. And the smirk. And the hair. And - she stopped herself. She had plenty of time to take in every detail of him, but for now she had to concentrate on the task at hand. And Lily had never broken so many rules at once before.