Thanks for all the reviews guys! It makes super happy to see that you like what you're reading. This new one was inspired by a scene from "(500) Days of Summer." I'm unsure of it... let me know what you think!


It was the middle of the night, and James lay in his bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. It was his first night sleeping without Lily since they graduated from Hogwarts. Sighing deeply, he grabbed his glasses off the nightstand, giving up on getting any sleep.

He thought back to the events of that evening. He and Lily had met up after work, picking up take-out on their way home, apparating together from Diagon Alley. They ate on the floor of their living room, as they still had yet to purchase any furniture. We have no time to go shopping, Lily always said. It was true; they spent more time at the Ministry than at home.

That night, she mused once more about how they really ought to make time to buy at least a couch. Looking back, he realized now that he should have just agreed with her, saying, Yes, love, we really should; they boys have nowhere to sit when they come over, or something along those lines.

But instead he suggested she quit her job. And what a mistake that was. Now, after yelling at each other for over an hour, after blowing holes through the walls of their apartment by firing hexes back and forth, Lily furiously packed a bag and stormed out the door.

He let her go, expecting her back within the hour. She always came back; always forgave him for being a prat; always apologized for being a bitch. But not tonight. Tonight, his determined, ambitious, and headstrong wife was gone and he was all alone, unsuccessfully trying to sleep in their bed that felt too big without her.

James sat up abruptly. Bugger it all to hell, he thought. I'm going to get my wife. He quickly swung his legs off the bed and grabbed his wand, hastily pulling a shirt over his head.

He sprinted to the door and pulled it open with such force that it nearly came off its hinges, only to stop dead in his tracks. Lily stared up at him in surprise, hands poised to unlock the door, her golden key between her delicate fingers.

James slumped with relief against the door before pulling Lily against him, murmuring apologies into her fiery red hair.