Hi guys. I hope you will enjoy this story and I hope my English doesn't bother you too much. It's not my mother-tounge, so there might be some mistakes in there.
But thanks to you guys, who are reading this. Reviews are highly appreciated.

Also, this is not a one-shot. I have some plans for this to go on for some chapters. And I know the concept of this story has been done before, though I haven't copied anything. If there are any similarities very close to what someone else has written, they are uncounsiously made.

One last disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling, unfortunately, which means I do not own any of the characters, except for possible original characters, and I do not own the story of Harry Potter. I only own this particular plot.
No copyright infringement intended.

Now, let's go on with the story.

(The title of this chapter is from a song by the German band Tokio Hotel. Yes, I use song-titles mostly, because i am so very bad at coming up with my own titles.)

Chapter 1

The Marauders POV. (James excluded)

"Peter, Remus! Marauders meeting. Now. My dorm!", Sirius called from the staircase of the Gryffindor common room, before he went back to the dorm.

Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew just turned to look at each other with confused expressions on their faces. But they rose from the comfy chairs they were sitting in and hurried away to Sirius' and James' dorm. They could tell from Sirius' voice that it was something important.

"Thank god you decided to come quickly.", Sirius said when they met up with him outside his dorm. "I have never seen him like this before. I think he's having a mental breakdown in there or something."

"Well, what is he doing?", Remus asked. He didn't hear any shouting, cries or things shattering against the wall.

"Nothing, that's the problem. He just lies there, he's been laying there all day, in his bed. He hasn't eaten anything, or spoken to me all day. Last time I saw him outside of this room was this morning for breakfast. Something must have happened after that, that I am not aware of.", Sirius answered.

James' POV

He just lied there, staring up at the ceiling of his four-poster bed. Lily's words echoing in his head. "Even if it was my duty to save the population and you were the last man on earth, I still wouldn't go out with you. I hate you, James Potter, with every peace of my soul. Just leave me alone and don't speak to me ever again."

James didn't wish to do anything. He was not hungry even though he hadn't eaten anything in more than twelve hours, he had been ignoring his best friend who was trying to help him and, god, he didn't even feel any enthusiasm about planning pranks anymore.

Those feelings scared him, just as well as the heartache he was feeling. He had never felt anything like it before and he knew it was the worst pain he'd ever experienced. He wouldn't even wish it upon his worst enemy.

"I hate you, James Potter, with every peace of my soul!" He winced. "With every peace of my soul!" He put a pillow over his head trying to shut the voice out, but since it was in his mind he realized he couldn't. "I hate you, James Potter…"

James gave away a cry, followed by a heart-shattering scream into his pillow, and burying his head in it as another useless attempt to get Lily Evans' voice out of his head.

"Mate! I don't care anymore that you want to be alone. I am coming in now!" James could hear Sirius shout from outside the door, but he still didn't care. He just rolled up into a ball at the edge of the bed, pulling the covers over himself.

James could hear the door open and the well-known footsteps of his most loyal friend, who he'd been acting like an ass to all day, approached him where he was laying on his bed.

Sirius's POV

He sat down in the chair beside James' bed. For a few minutes, he just sat there without saying anything. He was trying to come up with a way to make his friend feel better. James was more of a brother to him than Regulus, and they had known each other for so many years that Sirius could feel James' pain as if it was his own.

"James, please. Just tell me what I can do to help you", he pleaded with a pained voice. "I am going crazy here, mate. You could at least tell me what all this is about."

James didn't answer him. Sirius sighed, but stayed by his friends' side.

When Sirius had been there for more than half an hour, he rose from his chair and walked towards the door. He had to talk to Remus and Peter again. They might be able to help him come up with something.

Suddenly, when Sirius had almost reached the door, he heard his friend's voice for the first time in so many hours.

"She hates me, Padfoot. I have been suspecting it for a while, but because of my conceit and selfishness, I have never realized it for real. But now she has officially confirmed it.", James murmured.

Sirius froze where he stood. Of course, why could he not see it earlier? Of course this was about Lily. He should have known.

"She hates me, Padfoot." James repeated. "'With Every Part Of Her Soul'", he quoted word-for-word. "She is like a demon sent out to torture me to death. It hurts so much, Padfoot. You don't understand", he said with despair in his voice. "I have lost all hope. My mind doesn't work correctly anymore. My mind is even telling me that if she would see me now, like this, she would rejoice. Even though I, deep inside, know she is to good-natured to even think about something like it."

Sirius had now returned to the same chair he'd been sitting in just a few minutes earlier. "James, you know I am on your side in all of this, but I cannot see you like this anymore. If it pains you this much, my advice to you is trying to move on. I know it will be hard as hell forgetting about your love for Lily, but you will go bloody mental if you carry on like this."

James groaned. "You think I haven't already tried that Padfoot? You believe I haven't already tried to stop thinking about her. God damn it, I can't even get her words of this morning out of my head."

"It may take time, it would be strange otherwise. But you shall know that I, Remus and Peter will be here to support you, every minute if we need to."

"That is true!", exclaimed Remus when he barged into the room with Peter behind him. "We are here for you mate. Always.", he said when he sat down on the floor beside James' bed. "Marauders honour."

James could suddenly be seen, peeking through an opening of the covers. He sat up, and his friends' expressions grew shocked when they saw his appearance. His hair was extremely messy, he's eyes were red and he had dark circles underneath the eyes. Something was strange about his eyes, they were shifty, like he didn't know where to look or what or who to concentrate his gaze on.

"You guys are the best, I really don't deserve you.", he mumbled.
"Of course you deserve us. You are not such a bad friend yourself, and you are always there to help us with our problems. Now it's our turn to be here for you.", Remus said.