“You have got to be joking right? This has to be some sort of.. massive coincidence or something. A freak occurrence; like snow in the middle of summer.”

James grinned gleefully at Lily’s apparent shock at his patronus matching hers, but also that he had found out something new today. Something new that made him love Lily even more than he already did. His stag matched her doe, like he matched her.

“Maybe we’re soul mates,” James teased her, as he pretended he wasn’t half serious about what he just said.