Written for fan-freak 121's Minor/Rare Pairing Challenge with MarleneLilyJames. Hope you will like it and that it stills comprehensible since english is not my native language.
WC: 534 words
Lily and James, it was a forever and always since he was eleven. It was an all-year romance, filled with laughs and warm embraces. She was not so sure about it at the beginning. He was arrogant, messy, he was all light and pranks with his friends. It was not her kind of stuff, because at the very beginning she was best friend with Severus Snape, a poor boy full of shadows and sharp edges.
Then, there was Marlene. With Marlene, love tasted more like a summer adventure. It was ephemeral and she could allow herself to a little bit of frivolity. It was bright and colorful, secrets shared below the tents of their jointed sheets. Growing-up, she was more confident and beautiful than Lily never had dreamt to become one day. She was the queen of the innocence.
Growing-up with them by her side, it was a choice. In the heat of the night, sometimes, she was scared that it was a wrong choice, a naive one that this decision to keep all the love existing in her heart, alive until the end.
Because they were alive for a while, their transcendental feelings and their mortal bodies, for twenty-one years exactly. They were until they were not anymore.
Summer let its place to winter. It was dark and dangerous, scary and quiet.
The day Marlene died, it was quiet. It was quiet like if they were living in a bubble, it was quiet like closing your eyes at night to confront yourself to your own darkness. It was forgetting and remembering at the same time.
But it was mostly harsh in the aftermath. James took Lily in his arms, who was shivering and crying without making any noises. The sun had disappeared and they were at the center of the universe, suddenly self-conscious of how much cold it was outside.
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Lily and James, it was an evidence. So were Lily and Marlene, and everyone know how this kind of story ends. Lily and James, it was the fear after the aftermath. They had already lost so much, they looked at each other because they knew that this war took pleasure to make them suffer.
They were dependent of each other, of their heat, of their internal sunshine. They knew that if one disappeared, the other would vanish, falling into ruins and ashes, and bones.
Lily loved Marlene (Soulmates. They were soulmates. Two little girls gazing longingly into each other's eyes while above her, it was an enchanted ceiling that was supposed to be the center of the attention. It was not.) James deeply loved everything that Lily seen in Marlene. Her humanity, her solar behavior, her braveness.
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Lily and James, it was an ending that marked a lot of young warriors and lovers. It became a myth, a whisper, a lullaby.
They were not notorious for their beginning. Nobody remembered their first look at each other, the first shaking kiss that they shared. They were not famous for their love, that was fairly soft.
They became a legend for having lost after a first loss, again and again and again.
Their love was soft and tender. Dying made it stronger, crueler.