Maybe One Day

by giselle18

"You know Evans, eventually you'll grow to like me." "Maybe one day." Who knew such a small promise could become something so big - so legendary. This is the story of the romance of Lily and James, the friends they made, the enemies they created and the whirlwind of a world they were surrounded by. But even in the darkest of shadows, a glimmer of light remains.

1. Prologue

Maybe One Day

Prologue

"We all pay for the mistakes we've made." He could hear her words as clearly as they had been when she had first uttered them, on that late summer's evening when she had looked on with the eyes of one who had witnessed a thousand years of sorrow.

Perhaps this was his way of paying; paying for all the moments of temptation, of when he had yearned to re-join the fray of the battlefield whilst his family had remained cooped up at home. And now for his final mistake – trusting the wrong person.

The door was hit with force again. Where was his wand? Gone. Where were they? Upstairs, at least that was one small mercy.

BANG!

The door, the final frontier finally gave up its last resistance; its splintered remains scattering across the carpeted hall floor. The monster on the threshold narrowed its hideous scarlet eyes dangerously as it stepped slowly forward.

"Ah, James Potter," the voice, like silk, stung like nettles down James' spine. "Give me the boy." These words, simple though they were, sent white hot anger shooting through James' veins, discarding any previous hint of fear. After all this monster, this 'Lord' had done, he truly expected him to give up his only son just like that?

"You will not have my son or hurt my wife." The voice was alien to his ears, braver than he could ever feel and full of a passion he had never believed possible. The serpentine face before him broke into an ugly smile.

"Such bravery, such a pity. Avada Kedvra." James saw the emerald light shoot towards him, felt it connect with his chest, above his heart.

And he smiled. He just smiled, for he had not spent his last moment experiencing the pain of death, but had filled his mind with those he loved most, the images flitting past him like a final film reel, each snap – shot beautiful and vibrant; bathed in sunlight.

It was in this moment that James Potter realized he could embrace death as an equal.

Hey guys, my name is Giselle and this is my first fanfiction – as you can probably tell! But this will be my Marauders/Jily story that I hope many will come to enjoy. So please let me know what you think. Chapters will hopefully be updated on a regular basis!

Thanks - Gx