AN: Oh hey, so this is the rewritten version of 'Nothing Is Impossible' I wasn't too happy with the way the other one turned out, but I can't delete it yet, as I haven't saved the old copies. (Just in case ya know?) I like to have back ups. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the new version! The first few chapters should come out pretty quickly, so that's a plus!

Chapter 1

SPOV

I was walking down a dimly lit street in London. It was around midnight and I had just left my friend Katherine's house. She and her husband Louis were celebrating their daughter Ophelia's second birthday. It was a small gathering, just a few friends we roomed with in school and some of their family. It was nice, little Ophelia is very adorable. Even though it was a small gathering it was fairly loud and rambunctious. It was fun though which is something I hadn't had in a long time.

I was lost in thought and I accidently ran into someone. I couldn't believe someone would be out this late on a Monday. I look up into the face of the man I had run into. It was a face I hadn't seen in years and even though it had changed a bit over the past few years I knew exactly who it was.

James Potter.

"James," I choke out. I hadn't seen him since he broke it off with me and ran away three years ago, the whole thing was terrible everyone was heartbroken.

"Serena?" he asks startled, as if he's surprised to see me so close to the flat we used to share together.

"I thought I would never see you again," I whisper before I realise that my best friend, (then boyfriend) ditched all of his friends and family.

"You wanker!" I yell hitting every inch of him I can reach. "You left us, your family and friends for three years! Not even a letter! We thought you died!" I cry. I turn and start running back towards Katherine's, tears starting to run down my cheeks.

Before I make it very far, or anywhere really, James catches my arm. "I know," he whispers turning me around. "We need to talk," he sighs running a hand through his hair.

"Now you want to talk?" I scoff. "It's a little late don't you think? Just go tell your parents your back," I say ripping my arm away. "They were absolutely devastated when you left." I start walking away again. "Oh! And the Prophet had a field day! Precious James Potter, eldest son of The Boy Who Lives runs away!" I yell over my shoulder.

"Serena! Come on! Please talk to me you aren't being fair!" he calls.

"I'm not being fair!" I screech, whipping around to face him. "Who was the one who dumped me and left without telling me or anyone why? Tell me Potter," I spit out, walking towards him menacingly. "How I'm the unfair one. You hurt a lot of people," I say slowly. "It was a really jerk move. Your siblings were crushed, Fred and Louis were even worse. Did you know Katherine and Louis got married?" His eyes widen. "Do you know why I'm out in London? I was celebrating Ophelia's second birthday. She's their daughter. Albus and Rose graduated. Lysander and Lily are dating now. And Fred and Mandi. Lily, Hugo, Roxanne, Lucy, none of them are in school anymore, they graduated. Vic and Teddy have a daughter, Dora and her twin brother Remus. You missed so much," I say tears coming back. "And they all wanted you there for that. And you missed it." I whisper the last part.

I apparate to Louis and Katherine's before he can reply. I should've done it before honestly, but it was worth staying for the hurt look on his face.

"Serena?" asks Kat, coming down the stairs when she hears the noise. "What-"

I launch myself into her arms and start bawling.

"Shh...It's going to be okay...," she whispers, pulling me over to the couch. "What happened?"

"Who is it love?" asks Louis, walking down the stairs. He sees me crying and runs over. "Oh Serena... what happened?" he asks, rubbing my back soothingly.

"James...here...not dead," I gasp between sobs.

"What?" asks Louis.

I calm my sobs down enough to tell them what happened. When I'm done Katherine and Louis both look completely in shock.

"We need to tell Fred and Mandi," whispers Louis after a moment.

"We should see if James is still wandering around also," I murmur.

Louis nods before apparating away.

A few minutes later Fred and Mandi appear. "What's going on?"

We had just finished explaining what had happened and Kat was bringing tea in when Louis apparates in his hand on James' upper arm. Kat drops the tray and we all gasp.

Ophelia yells: "Mommy? Are you okay?" Louis turns and walks up the stairs to her room to reassure her that everything was fine.

"Hi," James says weakly.

Fred gets up slowly and walks over to James before punching him in the face.

My eyes widen in surprise, but when you think about it, it wasn't that surprising.

"Freddie…" Kat scolds pulling him away from James as he goes to punch him again.

"He deserves it," says Fred, tugging his arm away from Katherine. I quickly walk forward and stand in front of James.

"Fred, stop it. Of course he deserves it, but if you beat him unconscious we won't get any answers out of him will we?" I ask, trying to get him to sit back down.

"I guess not," he pouts as he sits next to Mandi.

Katherine hands him a towel to wrap around his hand as I pull James into the kitchen. "Come on." I drag James over to the sink. I hold a towel out to him and he presses it gently against his nose as I wet another towel. I quickly start wiping the blood of his face and neck.

"It seems like I'm always cleaning blood off of you," I say softly.

"Are you still mad at me?" he asks, his voice muffled slightly by the towel.

"I'm always mad at you," I answer, washing his hands off next.

"I guess that's true."

I stand there quietly after putting the blood covered towel into the sink. "Are you planning on staying?" I ask curiously. I really don't know what I want the answer to be. I'm still so mad and upset about everything that's happened.

"Yeah," he smiles. "Yeah I am.

I nod slowly, not returning his smile. "Well, the least you can do is tell us why you left." I guide him back into the living room. I sit down next to Fred and James sits in the arm chair.

"So...why did you leave?" asks Louis.

"Well..."

"So...you left because you could," says Katherine.

"No. Weren't you listening?" asks James.

"Yes. That's what I got."

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. His nose had finally stopped bleeding and the towel was resting on his knee. "One, I wasn't good enough for Serena. Two, I got the urge to leave. Three, the press was killing me."

I lean against Fred's shoulder and sigh quietly. The reminder of the press bought back some back memories. The press enjoyed making fun of me and James. I know that probably doesn't sound that bad, but it was. Fred wrapped his arm around my shoulders and Mandi gave me sympathetic smile.

"Okay. You left because you could. Seriously, you got the 'urge'?" she makes quotation marks with her hands. "You weren't the only one dealing with the press. It was about Serena too!"

James looks over at me and I meet his gaze. Katherine was right, it wasn't all about him and he knew it.

"Okay, so those reasons are a lie," he says. "Well two of them..." he murmurs.

"I think I'm gonna go home," I say after a few moments silence. I look over at James as I stand up. "I think you should go see your family. Of course you probably won't listen to me. You never did before." I grab my coat and turn on the spot.