When the sun began its accent into the sky slowly piercing the pitch black night into shards of orange, red, gold, and purple it seemed like any other day. No one could have imagined the anguish and turmoil that would come to as the day progressed. Before the day draws to a close tears will be shed, dreams will turn into nightmares, and two people will discover that the harder you try to run away from your problems the bigger they become. But for now, it's just an ordinary day in the sun-drenched village of Godric's Hollow. This story begins not with a bang, but with a soft whisper of light.

If there was anything that James Potter could have wished for at that moment it would have been for someone to kill him and put him out of his misery. Ever since the first ray of sunlight had speared through his bedroom window it had felt as though someone, some vindictive person with no heart, was banging drums in the back of his eyeballs.

Groaning James threw off his bed covers and stumbled into his bathroom without opening his eyes, only vaguely acknowledging the fact that he was naked. When he reached the bathroom James pawed through the cabinet looking for the headache cure he knew had to be there. Finally after knocking half the cabinet's contents on the floor James found the little blue bottle filled with the potion and thought that he would cry with relief. Quickly swallowing half of the bottle's contents James bypassed the bathtub and headed to the shower to wait while the potion worked its magic.

Turning the spray on full power at a scalding hot temperature James stood under the spray and tried to make sense of exactly what had happened last night. As the water pounded down on him James had flashes of some of what had gone on last night, but none of it was clear. The last clear thought that James could remember from the previous night was arriving at Joel Fadden's 20th birthday party. Joel had been a Ravenclaw in the year above James when he had been in Hogwarts. Although in different houses the two had been friendly since James had bribed Joel with a plate full of strawberry tarts when he'd caught him out of bounds after hours coming from the kitchens.

And so when he'd received the invite James decided to go despite the fact the fact that Sirius had a date and Remus and Peter had to work, and were unable to go with him. But, that didn't explain why he'd drunk so much last night James loved hanging out with his friends sure, but he wasn't miserable without them.

As he was reaching out to the high ledge in his shower for shampoo a flash of last night cleared in his mind and James realized why he'd gotten drunk last night. Working the shampoo into a thick lather in his hair James could summarize the cause of his drinking binge in one word. "Lily," he said softly to himself.

Lathering body soap over his skin James thought over his behavior after seeing Lily again last night. It's not as though he hadn't seen her since Hogwarts' had let out, he had, but he'd been somewhat prepared for those meetings with his friends as a buffer. But seeing her last night had been a shock, though now that he thought about it, it shouldn't have been seeing as Lily and Joel were friends as well having been Perfects' together. But James hadn't thought of this at the time, all he could do was stare holes in the back of her head as she dancing with some bloke when he walked in to the party.

"I wasn't jealous," James muttered to himself. "I'm over her. Of course I am. I've been over her for almost a year now. I've got to be…no, no I am."

James had tried not to actively think about Lily Evans since they had broken up right after graduating Hogwarts'. It had come as a total shock to James who had thought that they were happy. He had even planned to propose, but never got the chance because according to Lily she hadn't been happy being with James as he was with her. And she said that she was tired of pretending that every thing was fine when it wasn't.

Those weeks and months after they had broke up James had gone over and over in his head their entire relationship and he just could see when Lily had stopped being happy to be with him, even up to their graduating day everything had seemed perfect.

The Great Hall was packed to bursting with graduating Seventh Years', their families and friends. James was sitting with his friends on one side and Lily on the next in the third row from the front of the section filled with graduates with guests seated behind them.

The house table's were gone, replaced with hundreds of chairs and in place of the staff table was a makeshift stage and podium where Dumbledore now stood giving words of advice and encouragement to the students now leaving Hogwarts.

"…You are now on the cusp of greatness, poised to set the world alight with the knowledge, cleverness, and courage that you have gained here at school. And perhaps one day you will be here again…as a teacher, parent, friend and remember 'Draco Do miens Nunquam Titillandus.'" Stepping back and raising his hands to either side of his head as if in cheer Dumbledore bellowed "To the class of 1978."

Immediately following that a large bang sounded and jets of water fountained around the room completely soaking everyone.

With one hand stretched out to block some of the moisture Lily began laughing with the rest of her classmates at what had happened. Turning to her right Lily reached out and wrapped her arms around James' neck. Feeling his arms encircle her waist Lily leaned in until she could see each individual fleck of gold in his hazel eyes and their noses brushed. "I must say," she started her lips brushing against his "that was one of your best pranks Potter."

James chuckled against her lips, "Yea."

"Yea," and with that Lily closed the distance between their lips and kissed him deeply.

"Hey, hey, hey, break it up this is a family event," Remus said as he reached the couple. "Spoilsport," James countered. Laughing at the boys as Sirius and Peter came over to join them Lily pulled up short when she realized what was being sprayed over their heads wasn't water after all. Shaking her head she looked at James and Sirius, who surely had to be the brains behind this idea, "Champagne, how on earth did you manage to get the Great Hall to drown us in champagne."

"Oh come now Lily love, you know a marauder never reveals his secrets." Sirius said with a grin on his face. "Besides this hardly counts as a drowning, a good soaking is all."

And reaching into his soaking wet robes to pull out his wand Sirius muttered a few choice words and the sprays of champagne abruptly stopped. "Well lads, I'm off, wouldn't want the lovely ladies of Hogwarts to leave without giving them the chance to say good-bye to me."

Turning back to Lily as Sirius was swallowed by the crowd James took her hand lacing their fingers together. "Come on," he said "lets go meet my-"

James was abruptly pulled from his memories with a gasp escaped as a blast of cold water rained down on him.

"What the hell," he shouted turning back toward the shower knob only to encounter a warm, naked, female body. Looking up into green eyes James found his lips starting to turn up.

"You know you could have just tapped me, there was no need for me to freeze."

"Apparently there was," she replied pouting her full lips "I've been here for five minutes and you only just noticed me."

Wincing slightly to the punch she delivered to James' arm he reached out and cupped her cheek in his hand. "Sorry, Hannah love, I was lost in my head."

"Well lucky for you I'm a very forgiving person." Standing on her toes, her blonde hair plastered down her back Hannah began kissing James slipping her tongue past his lips to tangle with his. Wrapping his arms around her James ran his hands up and down her back before reaching behind her to shut off the water.

As James left her mouth and began trailing his lips down her soft throat he lost himself in the feel and smell of her, completely forgetting about everything that he was thinking about before she entered the shower.

As was often the case whenever James was with Hannah he couldn't think about anything but her and he didn't want to. Backing Hannah out of the shower, his lips never leaving her skin, James began to lead them both back into his bed room.

When he felt the bed touch the back of his knees James twisted around trading places with Hannah. Lifting his lips from where they had been nestled on her chest James placed his hand around the side of Hannah's neck, his fingers curling around her nape and his thumb above her pulse point feeling how much she wanted him.

Looking into eyes darkened by desire James softly kissed her on each cheek and then her lips, "I love you," he murmured against her lips.

"Of course you do."

Linking her arms around him Hannah pulled James close while falling backwards onto the bed. About to continue where they had left off a loud groan coming from beneath the tangled bedclothes on James bed interrupted them.

"Get off of me," said a disembodied voice from under them. Squealing Hannah began pushing at James' shoulders so that they could move. Jumping up from the bed pulling the sheets to cover herself, Hannah stood in front of James as a tousled head of red hair and bare shoulders poked out from beneath the blankets.

Recognizing the person in his bed color leached from James' face at an alarming speed. Feeling as though he couldn't breathe James opened and closed his mouth several times before he was able to croak out the only word he seemed able to at that moment.

"Evans."

A/N: This is my first story on the net so I could really use your feedback...did you love it, or hate.