Hi everyone! Well I"m starting a new story and this is going to be my first chapter story! It's going to be in at least two parts and I have part one completed. I will update again on Friday August 10, 2012; Monday August 13, 2012; Wednesday August 15, 2012; and Friday August 17, 2012. Yes this is going to be only five chapters, but there will be a part two. I have one more thing to add before you go ahead and the read the story (that is if you haven't just ignored this!). Please save any critiques of the plot line till the end of part one. I would rather have you read the whole story (at least of part one) and then critique. At the same time please feel free to correct any grammar mistakes and/or spelling mistakes you see. Happy Reading!
"Evans!" James shouted at Lily's retreating back. He took a chance and whispered her first name and to his amazement she turned around and fixed upon him a stare he knew all to well "No Potter! I will not go out with you! No matter how many times you the answer will always be no…" Lily said, loudly at first but tapered off as tears swam forth within her eyes. Turning her back on James the tears spilled out of her eyes as she walked away.
James watched her walk away, puzzled, she had always turned him quite loudly, but now… now she left in tears and he didn't know how to cope with this. He, James Potter, a Marauder, a fantastic Quidditch player had made Lily Evans, his flower, the girl-NO woman- he has loved since that first train ride, the smartest witch of her time…cry. He felt…he didn't know how he felt. Slamming his fists into a nearby wall he let out a string of curses followed with him screaming "Why?!" with one final slamming of his fists he sank down to his knees and rested his forehead against the wall while his now bruised hands pulled at his black unnameable hair. He didn't know how long he was kneeling, he wasn't aware of anything but his thoughts. He wasn't aware when Peter led him back to their dorm room.
Coming back from detention for setting off dung bombs in Slytherin's common room, Peter hummed quietly until he saw James resting against the wall, "Prongs?" he called out. When he got no response he became worried, James always had a sentence on his lips. Peter didn't know what to do, but he knew James couldn't stay here. He didn't think twice as he led an unaware James back to their dorm room. Climbing through the portrait hole Peter waved off those who were trying to approach and pushed James up the stairs. Opening the door to their room Peter felt relief sweep through him "Mooney, thank Merlin you're here. I don't know what to do, James was in the transfiguration hallway and I think he's lost it" Peter said softly followed with a loud audible gulp.