JAMES' POV
She sobbed into my shoulder, sniffing and then wailing again.
I was curious about how they died.
"How'd they die?" I asked.
"None of your business," she muttered, and then she added, her shoulders shaking, "Car crash."
I snorted. "A likely story."
I made cute eyes at her.
"Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought him back," I recited.
She laughed shakily, and took a deep breath, but hiccupping, she cried out at the word "killing."
It was related to "death".
I wanted to kill myself.
"My parents aren't coming back." She sat up and bolted to the door, then back.
We-the eight of us, me, Lily, Sirius, Peter, Remus, Alexis-yup, my ex-girlfriend who I wasn't very friendly with at this particular moment in time, but she was Lily's room-mate-, Wanda-she went crazy when she got the invitation-, and Mary Anne who was in Sirius' room at the time being, doing who-knows-what.
Wanda and Alexis were on my broomsticks zooming around in fresh air, and I longed to join them.
Then I felt guilty. Lily needed me.
Peter and Remus were having a discussion in low voices. Peter looked uncomfortable. So did the former.
I heard the word "map," and the words, "breaking a million school rules."
I could do that.
Lily seemed to read my mind.
"Have fun, James."
She gave me a watery smile.
I left, still feeling guilty.
I heard a howl.
I went back inside and put an arm around her shoulder.
LILY POV
I'm a hopeless romantic now, because of- thanks to James Potter.
He doesn't love me. I can tell.
I know I'm exasperating.
Every time I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings I feel so small…
