Chapter 7
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter, not me
"She cries for light when the day is done; she fears what night may bring. She cries for those who have never loved, and for those who never sing." (She Sings)
Lily POV
"Good evening, Professor," I said so very sweetly to Professor Slughorn. Professor Slughorn absolutely adores me, and when I told him that I had not completed his essay he gave a detention. Despite this, we both knew that he would still give me full marks if I handed it in late, or if I handed it in at all for that matter.
"Good evening, Miss Evans." I sat down in a comfortable chair in his office, it was quite cozy. He got back to what he was doing, with further inspection I found out that he was writing letters, but wasn't this detention? Was I not supposed to be instead scrubbing the floors of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom or dusting out all of the trophies in the trophy room like all of the Marauders bragged about?
"Umm… Professor??"
"Yes?"
"Isn't this detention?"
He looked up, "Why yes it is, Miss Evans, it is." He went back to writing. Okay then, I guess this detention is going to be unlike most. I leaned back into my chair looking at all of the awards on the walls that Professor Slughorn had received. One picture caught my eye; it was Professor Slughorn standing arm in arm with a man that I had grown up with. I had known Edmund Potter ever since I could remember; he was a well known auror, and extremely rich for it. They were standing in my neighborhood waving into the camera and occasionally shaking hands. This must have been close to when the Potters moved because Mr. Potter looked much stressed out. I looked with a bit more concentration and saw a boy running out of the house, quickly greeting the Professor and running away. Then I remember what day this was, this was the day before he moved. I sat there paralyzed, that day had been denied for so many years and it had just shown up out of no where, haunting me even more than my father's demise.
I woke up extra early this morning, the remnants of dry tears still on my face. I ran downstairs, passing my mother and father who were getting ready for work. My mom called my name, but I did not answer. I had to see him once more. I ran out the door, not bothering to close it, mom would get mad at me, but it was okay today.
"James?" he was standing at the edge of his driveway looking at the different houses on the street. He wasn't crying; he was just stoic. I wouldn't cry either, I would force myself not to.
'Take care of the tree house."
"I will," and then after a pause. "Will I ever see you again??"
He looked at me, "I assure you Lils, you will see me again. That I can promise. You just need to promise me that you will never forget me, that when we meet again we can still be friends." He looked at a house down the street. It was an empty house that James liked to keep away from.
"Of course, James. How could I forget?"
"There are ways." He would say no more, and we stayed silent until his mother called him inside. That was that last I saw of James Potter, I had always wondered how I had missed him leaving his house, but I finally realized that he had floo-ed to his new house. I walked back into my house when the sound of a branch cracking caused me to stop. I turned around and there was a boy about my age standing there. He was looking at James' house as though it was poisonous.
"Can I help you?" His hair was very greasy and his face was very stern, as though he had never smiled in his life.
"I'm so glad that he left."
"Excuse me?" I stared at him.
"Aren't you?" he said. Why would I be happy that my best friend had just left me?? "Don't you know why he left?" he looked at me as though I was crazy.
"No…" he walked away with me just staring at his retreating back. That would not be my only encounter with Severus Snape, he would walk by my house and stare at my windows as though he wanted to come in, and he would bad mouth James but I never liked him.
"Very well Miss Evans, this was a very productive detention, was it not?" He had taken me out of my trance and without saying another word I walked out of his office and into the hallway. It looked to be about eight o clock outside, but I couldn't tell. I knew though that I did not want to face my friends just yet and so I headed outside. I sat by the lake just watching, the moon was starting to rise over the mountains and the skies were clear. Couples were cuddled around the lake enjoying the beautiful sight. I thought I could hear James Potter's flirtatious voice with some girl, but he wasn't close to me. After a while, I noticed that there were only a couple of people left outside. There was Potter and this other girl who seemed to be running into the castle; teary eyed. Potter got up and wiped his hands on his pants. That was when he noticed me,
"Oh, Hey Evans."
"No Potter," I headed into the woods.
"I wasn't going to ask that," he said following me. "I wanted to ask you something else." I turned around. This cannot be good.
"Yes?"
"Do you always break promises?"
"What are you talking about?" he was crazy, "No, I don't break promises."
"Do you lie often?" I stared, "You know, not telling the truth."
"I know what you mean, Potter, and no I do not lie often," I said.
"How come I just caught you in one??" I stared again, is he drunk? "Think about it, maybe you'll remember," and then he walked away. Leaving me in the Forbidden Forest; alone. Of course I knew what promise he was talking about, and I started to cry. Because for the first time in my entire life, James Potter had actually left me.
I stood there for another hour just crying, and that was when I noticed that yet again someone was behind me. Many people were behind me. I turned around to see cloaked figures and their wands were pointing directly at me. All of a sudden I saw a yellow light…
And that would be the last light I would see for a long time
A/N
WOOHOO!! Another chapter done!!
Sorry there was no James POV in this one, but there will be in the next one!!
Remember my kidlings!! R&R!!
amnazing
