Sirius gulped at her words, his face turning bright red. He hugged her close and buried his face in the back of her neck, snuggling up to her, unable to say anything at the moment. he was working on his courage. He was scared beyond scared, of what would happen, once he spoke the words he had so longingly wanted to let spill out of his pretty boy mouth. To tell her how much he wanted her, to let her know, that he needed her so very badly. She was his best female friend, and he didn't know anyone else like her. But how could one say all that? He pondered it over and took a deep breath. He picked his head up high and turned her head to his holding her chin and staring her directly in the eyes. He gulp, nervous as could be. "I flirt.... because.. I..." He squeezed his eyes shut tightly. "I...." He let go of her and stood up, pacing back and forth for a moment before he turned his back to her. He couldn't face her. He squeezed his eyes shut even tighter and balled his hands into fists, unable to stand it a moment longer. He threw his head back and practically shouted it to the heavens. "I'MINLOVEWITHYOURILEYWALTERS!!!!!!"<br/><br/>Lily snuggled up to James ever so sweetly until that doll house came into veiw. She was up and off the floor like a rabbit who had spotted a wolf, only opposite. Because the dollhouse wasn't a wolf. She moved to Mrs. Potter's side with huge round eyes, like that of a child, her mouth agape, as though she were speechless. Well, of course she was speechless, but it she could have talked she wouldn't have been able to. She moved and tugged at James's shoulder. And then she started clapping, not knowing how else to express how good a job she thought Mr. Potter and Mr. Grampa had done on the thing. She saw it on Sara's face... that that dollhouse was something the woman had longed for dearly.<br/><br/>Mr. Potter help keep it steady as Grampa lowered the house onto the coffee table so they could all get a good look at it. He hugged his wife to him lovingly. "Merry Christmas, my love." He kissed her hard and then let her go, leading her over to it. "Your dad made all the dolls, our whole family, see?" He motioned to the little living room, full with all of them who were at the Potter's today. "And when we have grand children, we'll make them too."