Sanctuary
Hi everyone... seems I decided to completely abandon this story for a year... sorry. But I'm back and I promise I'll upload more. I think I've refound my passion for it.
So. James and Lily. Without them, Harry Potter wouldn't even exist, so we have a lot to thank them for. You'll also see some of your favourites and some of your not-so-favourites.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters in this story. They all belong to JK Rowling (my queen).
THE ORDER
Chapter One: What To Do
They were each other's sanctuary. For James, when the firewhisky in the liquor cabinet didn't cut it to calm his jittery nerves, Lily would know what to do. Make a cup of tea. Lock the doors twice. Three times. Keep the suitcase by the door, just in case. Hold him tight. Stay up with him all night if needed, giving him a kiss for each star in the sky.
For Lily, when she came across a picture of Petunia, when Snape came up in conversation, when the word Mudblood was tossed at her like rotten fruit, James would know what to do. Put on a record by the Smiths. Stroke her hair. Open the curtains and the windows and the shutters and let her breathe in the fresh air. Hold her around the waist, tight, until the tears stopped. Kiss her just behind her left ear.
These traditions came to be known to them one by one, arriving like letters in the post, just another thing to do to make the bad things go away. They were married; of course it was normal that they knew each other well.
But it hadn't started with marriage. It hadn't started with them dating. It hadn't even started on that night... The night the two of them decided they were very very much in love. It started back in the old hallowed halls before either of them knew what love was, and indeed what heartbreak was. James didn't like tea. Lily didn't like firewhisky. Some old habits die hard, but these didn't.
This is how it began.
Please review is you like! More chapters coming soon! xx Mica