Yes that was a bit of a wait, i must confess my muse left me for a week and i was left standing there tapping my finger to my chin trying to think of insiration and the only thing i could really come up with was a lame daydream for my friend's plot...depressing i know.
Anyhooooo ahh number 11 ...i suppose i could have done better with this one but i have a feeling that if i made James reminisce too much he'd end up taking over and i'd have ten pages on the shade of Lily's eyes. That would be boring so i hope you like this one and eurgh there used to be a second part to it at the end, but it really wasn't nessicary so i cut it out. i might use it later on in a different fic. if i do that i'll make a note at the top like this they will tell you to read this one first...but...i don't know if i will use it.
Theme 11: Memory
Rating: K
The One
James couldn't get to sleep. He tossed and turned for hours trying to put his mind to rest. He sighed restlessly, knowing his buzzing thoughts weren't going away. He snatched his glasses from the bedside table, along with his wand, checking the time. He groaned shaking his head it was far to late…or early but he needed to fix this now. Drawing open his curtains the rest of the way he crept over to Moony's bed
Opening his friend's hangings he saw Remus, an eternal frown on his face when he slept. James sighed again, Moony always had bad dreams, and just couldn't escape them. James prodded his friend until he woke up. Remus rubbed his eyes blearily with a fist as he propped himself up on his elbows.
" James? What time is it? What's wrong?" he asked in a sleepy voice as James closed the hangings and sat on the end of Remus' bed.
" I need to talk." He stated and Remus nodded flopping into his pillow.
" Right now? It's probably really early," he sighed and James bounced a bit.
" Yes, I haven't been able to sleep. I probably won't get a chance with you tomorrow, do you mind too terribly?" he asked tentatively. Remus sighed.
" I suppose I'm already up, what's on your mind," he said moving his pillow so he could lean comfortably against the headboard. James sighed nervously.
" It's about Evans," he said biting his lip as he gauged Remus' reaction.
" Her name is Lily. You should call her Lily, no mater what she calls you, or what Sirius says," he said flatly. James gave him a weak smile. He was already helping.
" Right, so…Lily," he said thinking it all over again. Remus blinked waiting for him to continue. James took a breath and started tracing the pattern of the quilt he was sitting on.
" Lily…I…Moony…my…ahh sod it!" he crossed his arms and frowned. He couldn't even tell Remus! This was so stupid!
" Relax James, tell me what's on your mind, it's obviously important. No one is going to make fun of you." He said openly. James nodded and sighed.
" I think, I think I love Lily." he whispered and looked up to see Remus looking at bit shocked. But that frozen expression faded into a warm smile.
" That's nothing to be ashamed of! It's fairly healthy of you. What brings this up?" he asked in a hushed tone. James kneaded his lip between his teeth wondering how to begin.
" Well err, I don't know, when we were kids, it was just funny to set her off…make her mad…she got so upset over stupid little things-"
"You died her hair green five times in one week"
" Not the point. Back then it was just fun to get reactions. But when the jokes wore off you know I came up with that whole liking her to bug her thing. I mean she was pretty enough, and she'd never go out with me in a million years." He sighed running a hand through his hair. It was really a nervous habit now a days, Lily just didn't realize she consistently made him nervous.
James coughed and rubbed his nose. " Pretending to like her became an obsession I had to work at, for it to be believable, you know? But soon I wasn't working any more and I really did have feelings for her. I just couldn't stop noticing all the small parts of her that made her so…Lily, so independent and spirited." He sighed lovingly and Remus shifted.
" Go on," he assured James who nodded.
" I picked fights to see her being passionate about something, it's like when we fight…I can almost feel her caring, almost see into her soul. I can only imagine what that would be like with out the anger involved," he grinned and Remus smiled but shook his head.
" Then this past year…I don't know…I can't bring myself to make her mad anymore…I just want her o be happy. But when I'm not with her I feel weird, I miss her. So when I try to hang around her it's like I'm annoying her. I can't do anything, I'm caught between making her happy and making myself happy. I wish we could both wan the same thing." He sighed deeply rubbing his eyes. Remus made a sound.
" It's true, you are in love," he smiled kindly and James feebly returned it.
" I can't sleep, I can't eat…I just can't do anything. Sirius is bound to notice, and I can't lie to him Moony, I just can't. I know if he found out, I'd never hear the end of it, how I'm killing a brotherhood for a girl. But she's not just a girl, Moony, Lily isn't any old girl I fancy…I think Lily may be the one," he said knitting his brows in concern for his future. Remus nodded sympathetically.
" I can't help you, I'm sorry. Do you feel better for getting it off your chest?"
" Yes, of course…thanks for listening," James smiled getting up off Moony's bed.
" Anytime, and James…soon this confusion will all just be a memory like your others. Just give it time."
