A/N: Hello! This is a Lily and James story, which obviously takes place in
the MWPP time. It takes place in their 7th year. Please give it a chance!
It's really not that bad once you get to know it! Special and wonderful
thanks to gumdrop (go read her stuff it's great! Also MWPP time!) for beta
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The girl padded her way across the large maroon carpet. She couldn't remember where she was or who she was. Her mind was filled with anxiety trying to remember. She crossed a large wooden floor and fell onto a four- poster bed that was also maroon.
Who am I? She thought. And why is all I see mist?
And with that, she fell asleep.
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3 days earlier
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Lily Evans slipped out from the stone gargoyle and quickly glanced up and down the hallway. Seeing no one she quickly burst into tears and fled back to the Grinnfindor common room and the safety of her dorm.
A sad Dumbledore had just informed her that her soon-to-be-divorced parents had been in a meeting with their lawyers when a bomb went off and killed them. Oh he hadn't said it like that but of coarse Lily had just sort remember the most important parts. She collapsed, sobbing, onto her bed.
For years her parents had been happily married. Then suddenly one day her father, her dear darly father, had decided to quit his job and go on a dig down in Brazil. She had been informed by owl that although her parents still loved each other they thought it best if they got a divorce for at least the 5 years he would be gone. Lily remembered staring at the letter in horror and braking down in tears. She shuddered slightly. James Potter had found her and teased her about crying. "Oh the little girl's a cry baby too? For all she's smart she seems not to have a bit of common sense. I guess we can blame her parents for that." Lily had flown into a rage and slapped him. And now they were dead. Her parents. Dead.
"Why did you have to die?" She whispered to herself. "Why? I'm sorry I got so mad. I don't hate you. I love you. Please come back."
The tears rolled down her cheeks. Finally she got up and whipped her eyes. In her opinion (she thought sleepily) anyone who planned to or did brake a woman's heart was below pond scum on the food chain.
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When Lily awoke it was still dark out. She looked at the clock which read "Go back to sleep to early to get up." Fifteen minutes later when Lily was still not back asleep, she stood up with a groan. After wrapping the covers of her bed around her she grabbed her stuffed wolf, Stars, and headed down to the common room.
Once downstairs she collapsed in a heap by the fire and pulled out her wand. With a giggle she began to make the fire dance into a story that her mother had once told her about a unicorn that could turn into a girl.
"And they lived happily ever after with their children and their children's children and so on completely in love forever," Lily softly whispered.
"And then they died," a voice behind her whispered in her ear.
"No, they didn't," she said not ever bothering to turn around. "If you had been paying attention you would have known they were immortal Potter, and seeing as how I do not wish to speak to you, you may leave. Now."
"Well you know what," James grinned as he sat down in a chair a few feet away. "I don't feel like going away. After all there are not that many people up at Four-o'clock in the morning. And I'm board."
"I have in an idea," Lily said in a mocking tone. "Why don't you go be board.somewhere else."
"Why don't you?"
"I was here first you nitwit!"
"So what?"
"Aggg!" Lily shouted. "Don't bother. I'll go. Watch your back Potter."
Lily headed down to the kitchens muttering obscene things to do to James Potter that would surly land her in Azkaban. Finally arriving at the kitchens she tickled the pear and walked inside. Instantly a house elf tore away from the others and ran over to her.
"Lily, Lily! Something awful has happened!" the little house elf cried. "Mama has died!"
Lily stared at the little house elf in shock. "Betsy are you sure? Oh that stupid of me of coarse you're sure! Oh goodness what happened?"
"I don't know. She got all red and then just-" the house elf choked on the last syllable.
Lily sighed. She had known Betsy from the time she was first born. One day Lily had been down in the kitchen when a house elf started to go into labor. Lily had helped because there was no time to go for the headmaster. A house elf birth was a rare thing. If you were lucky to witness a house elf's birth you got to name it. Other wise of course the mother did but all of the house elf's nation felt honored to have their children named by wizards or witches.
After the birth Betsy (for that was what Lily had named the baby) 's mother had fallen very ill. Not sure what to Dumbledore was going to send Betsy away to a clinic or a mansion or someplace. Lily, protesting this, offered to raise the young one herself. Dumbledore agreed and for the next two year Lily had acted as Betsy's guardian. The ending factor of this being that Betsy could talk impeccable English and was very very smart. Eventually Betsy's mother had gotten better but was still very weak and Betsy returned to the kitchen. But now.
"Have you seen Dumbledore?" Lily asked Betsy gently.
"No.It only happened an hour ago," Betsy broke into sobs again.
"Shhh.you come back with me ok? Maybe Dumbledore will let you come and stay in my dorm while I'm away for Christmas and maybe he'll let you stay there afterwards too."
Betsy nodded and Lily picked her up and began to go back up to the common room.
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Lily curled up in a chair by the fire reading Jane Eyre, the book her mother had sent her last Christmas. She had taken Betsy to Dumbledore who insisted on Betsy being looked over by Madam Pomfrey. She had also arranged a meeting with Dumbledore to ask him about Betsy's future living arrangements.
She stiffened as she heard the Common Room door open and two boys walk in. Then, grinning slightly she placed an invisibility charm on herself.
"And then she burst into tears and ran off. I don't get it. She said that she was only dating me to get to you Sirius. I just completely don't get it!"
Lily rolled her eyes. He was talking about Angie. Angie had been in love with James Potter for years. Stupid fool. She had talked for ages about how cute he was and how nice and smart and handsome. And yet he believed that she didn't like him.
"James, James, James. I can't tell you why she did that. To get the answer to that one you'd have to ask a girl. And that happens to be one of those secrets they tell no one," Sirius laughed at his friend's confusion. "No one can understand girls until they meet their one true love.and then they understand too much.but only about that one person."
"Who are you Cupid?" James snorted. "And what you said isn't true. I doubt Lily is my one true love, but I understand her completely. She's an idiot who has this perfect little life at home but is just some sort of Nomad who hates me for no reason."
Sirius stared blankly. "Who's Lily?" He questioned.
Lily took the invisible charm off her self and stepped out.
"I'm Lily," She spoke softly.
Sirius turned to look at her. "Oh, I thought your name was Nadia."
"Well it appears that you're wrong. Again! Wow what an amazing discovery!" Lily gasped. "Sirius Black, the one and only, can be wrong about what a girl's name is! What ever are we to do? Call the cops! Call the fire department! Call Little Orphan Annie! Call Professor Dumbledore! Sirius Black is wrong!"
Sirius stared at her. "Who is Little Orphan Annie?"
Lily rolled her eyes again and began to turn to walk up the stairs.
"Hey Evans, what are you so pissed about?" James grinned at her.
"Oh nothing. I just don't like people making presumptions about me that aren't true. I don't have a perfect life. And I don't like people saying I do. You may have one if you will but I don't. Think of this. I get to go home this weekend and attend seven different funerals, two of which are my parents the rest my Aunt, Uncle, and their three children. You are a complete bastard and no one knows who I am so if you would please kill me now and disintegrate my body in the fire place I would be much obliged," Lily smiled sweetly and chuckled at the dumbstruck look on their faces.
Sirius, who had come to conclusion that Lily must just be shy, therefore the reason that he had no clue who she was, quickly began to reevaluate his opinion of her.
James just glared at her.
"Anything else?" He asked dryly, giving her a look that could melt steel.
"Yeah. You shouldn't go around breaking people's hearts like that. Angie has been in love with you ever since I can remember. You should hear her talk to Karen!" Lily laughed softly. "They tried to put up a no-hearing spell but I broke it down really easily and made it appear as if it were still up. And another thing, stop trying to get so many girls to go out with you. I bet half of them don't even WANT to go you with you, what with you being a poppas ass and everything, but are too afraid to say no to the great James Potter."
"That's not true. Any girl would go out with me of her own free will. And not because I'm, quote, "the great James Potter."
"Well I wouldn't go out with you."
James laughed. "I bet I can get you to go out with me by the New Year. If you stay here for Christmas I'll even get you to say that you love me."
"Sorry no can do. I gotta get going to catch the train home. I'll take you up on that bet. 20 sickles says I won't go out with you and 50 (if I was staying here) says I won't say that I love you."
"Done," Lily turned and flounced up to the girl's dorm wondering at her own daring.
'I can't believe I called him a bastard,' she thought. 'And I yelled at him about thing's I've been wanting to yell at him about since I first met him. I don't get it. Why could I do it then but not before? And what is he going to do to get back at me?'
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Betsy's mother and her parents, all dead within a week. It had been two days sense she had gone down to the kitchen. She had gone to Dumbledore and been given permission to have Betsy stay in her dorm for as long as she wanted her too. After she had adopted Betsy the first time she had been given a dorm all to herself which she had been allowed to keep. So Betsy would stay in Lily's dorm for Christmas while Lily went home to Petunia.
Dear Petty, Lily thought to herself. I hope she's coping all right without me. At least she's there so I don't have to go and live with Grandfather. He hates magic. But Petty doesn't. Her only real regret in life is that she wasn't a witch herself. But at least she's not jealous about it. Grandfather would kill me before he let me live in his house. I remember when I was just a little girl I sat on his lap and asked him if anything would stop him loving me. He said nothing ever could or would. Well look where we are now. I hope that he dies before I have kids. I couldn't stand them having to know what an awful Great- Grandfather they would have. I wish Mum and Da were still alive.
Lily was snapped out of her musings when a loud voice came on the loudspeaker of the train.
"Will all passengers please get ready to exit the train at Kings Cross Station. Please be wearing Muggle clothes so as not to attract attention. Thank you. Have a good day."
Lily quickly stood up. She had changed into Muggle cloths before she left Hogwarts after her last pair of clean robes had been dungbombed by James Potter. The git. She slipped off the train and out onto the platform her eyes already searching the area for any signs of her beloved sister. Spotting Petunia she hurried over and found herself swept up in a huge bear hug.
"Oh Lily, it's so good to have you home! I've missed you so much! How are you feeling?" Petty spilled out as she released her younger sister.
"I'm better then I was a week ago Petty," Lily smiled sadly. " I suppose I'm as well as can be expected. I'm so glad to be back! There's this boy at school, James Potter -- he makes me so mad! He was teasing me about Mum and Da. He doesn't know about any of it of course but it still hurt. And - and.he said that he could get me to go out with him. And that I had a perfect life."
"Oh Honey, we've got to get you home and get some meat on your bones! Doesn't Hogwarts give you food at all?" Petunia sighed, as she looked at her much too thin sister. "And then we'll talk ok? I'll tell you all about this stupid kid named Vernon Dursley who thinks I'm engaged to him. He's asked me five times and I've said no each time yet he calls me his fiancé. And you can tell me all about this James fellow who from all appearances is madly in love with you."
"He is not! He hates me. And I don't even get a chance to hate him properly because no one knows who I am!"
"Hey!" Petty smiled. "You don't go thinking about that while you're home for Christmas, ok? There's no point in it!" Petty hugged her younger sister.
Lily nodded and carried her trunk over to her sister's car and heaved it into the back. She climbed into the front seat and grinned at her sister as she started up the car. They had a four-hour drive back to Surrey and Lily was looking forward to getting home.
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Three and ½ hours later Lily and Petunia were chatting happily (or as happily as two girls whose parents died the week before and were planning on getting divorced anyway could be).
"It's just so strange Petty, having them not be here anymore," Lily said. "I miss them so much!"
Lily burst into tears. Petunia stared at her sister in shock and quickly pulled off to the side of the road and wrapped her arms around her.
"Oh Lily what's the matter?" Petty rocked Lily back and forth. "Are you ok? What's happened?"
"It's my f-fault they're dead!" Lily cried. "I told them I hated them and that I'd rather they died then get divorced! That was the last thing I spoke to them! I told them I hated them and I never even got a chance to take it back! And now they're - they're dead! They died thinking I hated them!"
"Oh Lils.it's not your fault they died! It's not your fault, it's not my fault, it's not the James Potter you told me about's fault. It's no one's fault but the person who put the bomb in the building and he is certinatly not you. And Mum and Da knew that you didn't mean it! They loved you and knew that you loved them even though you were angry. Don't beat yourself up about it!"
A person in a car one-kilometer away on the same road heading toward them falls asleep at the wheel. His foot slams on the gas and his speed hurtles up to 60 kilo's an hour.
"It has to be my fault. I made them die. I did it. I don't know what to do."
"It wasn't your fault. Don't forget that. Mum and Da wouldn't want you to feel guilty because of that."
The car is almost to Lily and Petunia now. Petty doesn't notice the lights because she is too busy comforting her sister. The car swerves to the side of the road that Lily and Petty's car is on.
Lily calms down and smiles. "Ok. I see your point. We best get home it's getting dark."
"Yeah, you're right." Petty turns back to the road and begins to pull out.
The car is right in front of them. Two inches away.
Lily screamed. They both ducked.
The cars collide. Both front ends smashed in. The driver of the other car gets out of their car and runs to a house a few hundred yards away begging to use a phone. Fingers shake as they press the numbers. "Hello? I'd like to report an accident."
A/N so how do you like it? I've started the second chapter.finished it.and had my computer delete it.all within the past two weeks. Now doesn't that sound like fun? Sorry I had to grip. I've started typing it again but I think it might take a while but now too long as I already wrote it once. Please R/R! I know this is an awful lot like the other MWPP fics out there and that my Lily doesn't seem original.but wait.she might surprise you.or she might just be exactly like everyone else's which is the more probable idea.
Disclaimer: All of the people used in the story belong to J.K.R. All except Betsy and nice Petty although J.K.R. owns her name, and I'm sure several hundred other people own the name Petty.
The girl padded her way across the large maroon carpet. She couldn't remember where she was or who she was. Her mind was filled with anxiety trying to remember. She crossed a large wooden floor and fell onto a four- poster bed that was also maroon.
Who am I? She thought. And why is all I see mist?
And with that, she fell asleep.
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3 days earlier
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Lily Evans slipped out from the stone gargoyle and quickly glanced up and down the hallway. Seeing no one she quickly burst into tears and fled back to the Grinnfindor common room and the safety of her dorm.
A sad Dumbledore had just informed her that her soon-to-be-divorced parents had been in a meeting with their lawyers when a bomb went off and killed them. Oh he hadn't said it like that but of coarse Lily had just sort remember the most important parts. She collapsed, sobbing, onto her bed.
For years her parents had been happily married. Then suddenly one day her father, her dear darly father, had decided to quit his job and go on a dig down in Brazil. She had been informed by owl that although her parents still loved each other they thought it best if they got a divorce for at least the 5 years he would be gone. Lily remembered staring at the letter in horror and braking down in tears. She shuddered slightly. James Potter had found her and teased her about crying. "Oh the little girl's a cry baby too? For all she's smart she seems not to have a bit of common sense. I guess we can blame her parents for that." Lily had flown into a rage and slapped him. And now they were dead. Her parents. Dead.
"Why did you have to die?" She whispered to herself. "Why? I'm sorry I got so mad. I don't hate you. I love you. Please come back."
The tears rolled down her cheeks. Finally she got up and whipped her eyes. In her opinion (she thought sleepily) anyone who planned to or did brake a woman's heart was below pond scum on the food chain.
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When Lily awoke it was still dark out. She looked at the clock which read "Go back to sleep to early to get up." Fifteen minutes later when Lily was still not back asleep, she stood up with a groan. After wrapping the covers of her bed around her she grabbed her stuffed wolf, Stars, and headed down to the common room.
Once downstairs she collapsed in a heap by the fire and pulled out her wand. With a giggle she began to make the fire dance into a story that her mother had once told her about a unicorn that could turn into a girl.
"And they lived happily ever after with their children and their children's children and so on completely in love forever," Lily softly whispered.
"And then they died," a voice behind her whispered in her ear.
"No, they didn't," she said not ever bothering to turn around. "If you had been paying attention you would have known they were immortal Potter, and seeing as how I do not wish to speak to you, you may leave. Now."
"Well you know what," James grinned as he sat down in a chair a few feet away. "I don't feel like going away. After all there are not that many people up at Four-o'clock in the morning. And I'm board."
"I have in an idea," Lily said in a mocking tone. "Why don't you go be board.somewhere else."
"Why don't you?"
"I was here first you nitwit!"
"So what?"
"Aggg!" Lily shouted. "Don't bother. I'll go. Watch your back Potter."
Lily headed down to the kitchens muttering obscene things to do to James Potter that would surly land her in Azkaban. Finally arriving at the kitchens she tickled the pear and walked inside. Instantly a house elf tore away from the others and ran over to her.
"Lily, Lily! Something awful has happened!" the little house elf cried. "Mama has died!"
Lily stared at the little house elf in shock. "Betsy are you sure? Oh that stupid of me of coarse you're sure! Oh goodness what happened?"
"I don't know. She got all red and then just-" the house elf choked on the last syllable.
Lily sighed. She had known Betsy from the time she was first born. One day Lily had been down in the kitchen when a house elf started to go into labor. Lily had helped because there was no time to go for the headmaster. A house elf birth was a rare thing. If you were lucky to witness a house elf's birth you got to name it. Other wise of course the mother did but all of the house elf's nation felt honored to have their children named by wizards or witches.
After the birth Betsy (for that was what Lily had named the baby) 's mother had fallen very ill. Not sure what to Dumbledore was going to send Betsy away to a clinic or a mansion or someplace. Lily, protesting this, offered to raise the young one herself. Dumbledore agreed and for the next two year Lily had acted as Betsy's guardian. The ending factor of this being that Betsy could talk impeccable English and was very very smart. Eventually Betsy's mother had gotten better but was still very weak and Betsy returned to the kitchen. But now.
"Have you seen Dumbledore?" Lily asked Betsy gently.
"No.It only happened an hour ago," Betsy broke into sobs again.
"Shhh.you come back with me ok? Maybe Dumbledore will let you come and stay in my dorm while I'm away for Christmas and maybe he'll let you stay there afterwards too."
Betsy nodded and Lily picked her up and began to go back up to the common room.
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Lily curled up in a chair by the fire reading Jane Eyre, the book her mother had sent her last Christmas. She had taken Betsy to Dumbledore who insisted on Betsy being looked over by Madam Pomfrey. She had also arranged a meeting with Dumbledore to ask him about Betsy's future living arrangements.
She stiffened as she heard the Common Room door open and two boys walk in. Then, grinning slightly she placed an invisibility charm on herself.
"And then she burst into tears and ran off. I don't get it. She said that she was only dating me to get to you Sirius. I just completely don't get it!"
Lily rolled her eyes. He was talking about Angie. Angie had been in love with James Potter for years. Stupid fool. She had talked for ages about how cute he was and how nice and smart and handsome. And yet he believed that she didn't like him.
"James, James, James. I can't tell you why she did that. To get the answer to that one you'd have to ask a girl. And that happens to be one of those secrets they tell no one," Sirius laughed at his friend's confusion. "No one can understand girls until they meet their one true love.and then they understand too much.but only about that one person."
"Who are you Cupid?" James snorted. "And what you said isn't true. I doubt Lily is my one true love, but I understand her completely. She's an idiot who has this perfect little life at home but is just some sort of Nomad who hates me for no reason."
Sirius stared blankly. "Who's Lily?" He questioned.
Lily took the invisible charm off her self and stepped out.
"I'm Lily," She spoke softly.
Sirius turned to look at her. "Oh, I thought your name was Nadia."
"Well it appears that you're wrong. Again! Wow what an amazing discovery!" Lily gasped. "Sirius Black, the one and only, can be wrong about what a girl's name is! What ever are we to do? Call the cops! Call the fire department! Call Little Orphan Annie! Call Professor Dumbledore! Sirius Black is wrong!"
Sirius stared at her. "Who is Little Orphan Annie?"
Lily rolled her eyes again and began to turn to walk up the stairs.
"Hey Evans, what are you so pissed about?" James grinned at her.
"Oh nothing. I just don't like people making presumptions about me that aren't true. I don't have a perfect life. And I don't like people saying I do. You may have one if you will but I don't. Think of this. I get to go home this weekend and attend seven different funerals, two of which are my parents the rest my Aunt, Uncle, and their three children. You are a complete bastard and no one knows who I am so if you would please kill me now and disintegrate my body in the fire place I would be much obliged," Lily smiled sweetly and chuckled at the dumbstruck look on their faces.
Sirius, who had come to conclusion that Lily must just be shy, therefore the reason that he had no clue who she was, quickly began to reevaluate his opinion of her.
James just glared at her.
"Anything else?" He asked dryly, giving her a look that could melt steel.
"Yeah. You shouldn't go around breaking people's hearts like that. Angie has been in love with you ever since I can remember. You should hear her talk to Karen!" Lily laughed softly. "They tried to put up a no-hearing spell but I broke it down really easily and made it appear as if it were still up. And another thing, stop trying to get so many girls to go out with you. I bet half of them don't even WANT to go you with you, what with you being a poppas ass and everything, but are too afraid to say no to the great James Potter."
"That's not true. Any girl would go out with me of her own free will. And not because I'm, quote, "the great James Potter."
"Well I wouldn't go out with you."
James laughed. "I bet I can get you to go out with me by the New Year. If you stay here for Christmas I'll even get you to say that you love me."
"Sorry no can do. I gotta get going to catch the train home. I'll take you up on that bet. 20 sickles says I won't go out with you and 50 (if I was staying here) says I won't say that I love you."
"Done," Lily turned and flounced up to the girl's dorm wondering at her own daring.
'I can't believe I called him a bastard,' she thought. 'And I yelled at him about thing's I've been wanting to yell at him about since I first met him. I don't get it. Why could I do it then but not before? And what is he going to do to get back at me?'
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Betsy's mother and her parents, all dead within a week. It had been two days sense she had gone down to the kitchen. She had gone to Dumbledore and been given permission to have Betsy stay in her dorm for as long as she wanted her too. After she had adopted Betsy the first time she had been given a dorm all to herself which she had been allowed to keep. So Betsy would stay in Lily's dorm for Christmas while Lily went home to Petunia.
Dear Petty, Lily thought to herself. I hope she's coping all right without me. At least she's there so I don't have to go and live with Grandfather. He hates magic. But Petty doesn't. Her only real regret in life is that she wasn't a witch herself. But at least she's not jealous about it. Grandfather would kill me before he let me live in his house. I remember when I was just a little girl I sat on his lap and asked him if anything would stop him loving me. He said nothing ever could or would. Well look where we are now. I hope that he dies before I have kids. I couldn't stand them having to know what an awful Great- Grandfather they would have. I wish Mum and Da were still alive.
Lily was snapped out of her musings when a loud voice came on the loudspeaker of the train.
"Will all passengers please get ready to exit the train at Kings Cross Station. Please be wearing Muggle clothes so as not to attract attention. Thank you. Have a good day."
Lily quickly stood up. She had changed into Muggle cloths before she left Hogwarts after her last pair of clean robes had been dungbombed by James Potter. The git. She slipped off the train and out onto the platform her eyes already searching the area for any signs of her beloved sister. Spotting Petunia she hurried over and found herself swept up in a huge bear hug.
"Oh Lily, it's so good to have you home! I've missed you so much! How are you feeling?" Petty spilled out as she released her younger sister.
"I'm better then I was a week ago Petty," Lily smiled sadly. " I suppose I'm as well as can be expected. I'm so glad to be back! There's this boy at school, James Potter -- he makes me so mad! He was teasing me about Mum and Da. He doesn't know about any of it of course but it still hurt. And - and.he said that he could get me to go out with him. And that I had a perfect life."
"Oh Honey, we've got to get you home and get some meat on your bones! Doesn't Hogwarts give you food at all?" Petunia sighed, as she looked at her much too thin sister. "And then we'll talk ok? I'll tell you all about this stupid kid named Vernon Dursley who thinks I'm engaged to him. He's asked me five times and I've said no each time yet he calls me his fiancé. And you can tell me all about this James fellow who from all appearances is madly in love with you."
"He is not! He hates me. And I don't even get a chance to hate him properly because no one knows who I am!"
"Hey!" Petty smiled. "You don't go thinking about that while you're home for Christmas, ok? There's no point in it!" Petty hugged her younger sister.
Lily nodded and carried her trunk over to her sister's car and heaved it into the back. She climbed into the front seat and grinned at her sister as she started up the car. They had a four-hour drive back to Surrey and Lily was looking forward to getting home.
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Three and ½ hours later Lily and Petunia were chatting happily (or as happily as two girls whose parents died the week before and were planning on getting divorced anyway could be).
"It's just so strange Petty, having them not be here anymore," Lily said. "I miss them so much!"
Lily burst into tears. Petunia stared at her sister in shock and quickly pulled off to the side of the road and wrapped her arms around her.
"Oh Lily what's the matter?" Petty rocked Lily back and forth. "Are you ok? What's happened?"
"It's my f-fault they're dead!" Lily cried. "I told them I hated them and that I'd rather they died then get divorced! That was the last thing I spoke to them! I told them I hated them and I never even got a chance to take it back! And now they're - they're dead! They died thinking I hated them!"
"Oh Lils.it's not your fault they died! It's not your fault, it's not my fault, it's not the James Potter you told me about's fault. It's no one's fault but the person who put the bomb in the building and he is certinatly not you. And Mum and Da knew that you didn't mean it! They loved you and knew that you loved them even though you were angry. Don't beat yourself up about it!"
A person in a car one-kilometer away on the same road heading toward them falls asleep at the wheel. His foot slams on the gas and his speed hurtles up to 60 kilo's an hour.
"It has to be my fault. I made them die. I did it. I don't know what to do."
"It wasn't your fault. Don't forget that. Mum and Da wouldn't want you to feel guilty because of that."
The car is almost to Lily and Petunia now. Petty doesn't notice the lights because she is too busy comforting her sister. The car swerves to the side of the road that Lily and Petty's car is on.
Lily calms down and smiles. "Ok. I see your point. We best get home it's getting dark."
"Yeah, you're right." Petty turns back to the road and begins to pull out.
The car is right in front of them. Two inches away.
Lily screamed. They both ducked.
The cars collide. Both front ends smashed in. The driver of the other car gets out of their car and runs to a house a few hundred yards away begging to use a phone. Fingers shake as they press the numbers. "Hello? I'd like to report an accident."
A/N so how do you like it? I've started the second chapter.finished it.and had my computer delete it.all within the past two weeks. Now doesn't that sound like fun? Sorry I had to grip. I've started typing it again but I think it might take a while but now too long as I already wrote it once. Please R/R! I know this is an awful lot like the other MWPP fics out there and that my Lily doesn't seem original.but wait.she might surprise you.or she might just be exactly like everyone else's which is the more probable idea.
Disclaimer: All of the people used in the story belong to J.K.R. All except Betsy and nice Petty although J.K.R. owns her name, and I'm sure several hundred other people own the name Petty.