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…