Hey! More James/Lily stuff coming up! I know some of you are anxiously awaiting Remus' bombshell but you're just gonna have to wait!
Also, I actually like Taylor Swift, so ignore all the criticism below. That's mostly my brothers attitude towards her! I like this song too, I think its a beautiful portrayal of young love but it can be hard to hear when your heart is breaking.
Well enjoy!
JamesPOV
Late! Late! The one thing I'd been waiting for all frigging day and she was late!
Ok, maybe she was only 2 minutes late but it felt like hours!
'Do you remember we were sitting there by the water? "
I turned around. The girl next to me was playing her music a little too loudly for my taste. Why did all songs have to be about love?
'You put your arm around me, for the first time.."
Ugh, what was the obsession croony lovey dovey country music anyway? All it made you do was hope, which was not something I wanted right now.
'You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter..'
Believe me Miss Swift, I do not care in the least what he did to you, where or when! All I want you to do is shut up!
'You are the best thing that's ever been mine...'
Trust me if I had anyone, I would not go around telling them they were mine! People are people and they belong to no one, love or not.
Oh, shut up godamn you!
Then finally she walks in .
"Sorry I'm late, I just lost track of time..." she apologised pulling out some books.
Oh yes, I tend to forget that other, normal people such as you do not spend time pining for a tutoring session with the elusive Lily Evans.
This of course I did not say aloud, but the she looked at me as though she knew exactly what I was thinking.
"So, did you write that essay?"
"Yes! I mean.. of course!"
I rooted through my drawer and pulled out the long roll of parchment.
"Wow! You must have worked really hard on this!"
'Do you remember all the city lights on the water?'
"No, it was nothing really..."
She picked it up and started to read.
'You saw me start to believe for the first time..."
She pulled a quill from her pocket and began to tick and comment on several paragraphs.
'You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter...'
She smiled at parts and nodded encouragingly.
'You are the best thing, that's ever been mine...'
She dropped the parchment and sighed. She turned to the neighbouring bed.
"Hey, ever heard of sound proofing charm? We aren't all soppy country music fans you know?" she yelled through the curtain.
Ok, I'm convinced, she can read my mind.
"Oh, sorry about that, I just can't stand Taylor Swift. Anyway, this essay is... just wow. Its 4 feet longer than I asked for, its detailed, factual and descriptive, it's just brilliant James."
The satisfaction of having made her happy, the smile I'd put on her face.
'She'd called me James...' I thought, and the sound of my name from her lips was all I needed to make me happy.
"Thanks," I mumbled half smiling.
But now she smiled back and it somehow the smile seemed to encourage me to let my guard down, not to be so careful any more.
But I wasn't going to do that. I last time I had, I'd regretted it more than anything ever.
'No,' I decided mentally. 'Not again.'
'You can't be too careful anymore...'
My neighbour seemed to have taken Lily's advice to a point at least. But playing loud, trashy, punk rock was only a degree better.
'When all that is waiting for you, won't come any closer...'
Lily ignored it this time. Maybe she was Paramore fan. Figures, I mean Jade was and those too were in separable.
"I give up!" she sighed to no one in particular.
'You've got to reach a little more...'
"James?"
I lifted my head to look at her.
'More...'
"Its brilliant, ok? You are a really amazing wizard when you put your mind to it."
Think-rational-thoughts-Think-rational-thoughts!
'More...'
"You are ten times the witch I am." I replied sheepishly.
'More'
"Things change, people change."
'More.'
Don't you ever change... forget him... I don't care anymore...
She looked at me for what seemed hours, before rooting through her satchel again and pulling out a textbook.
'Open your eyes like I opened mine..'
No! No! No! The end! Think straight goddamn you!
"Ok," she began. "Today we're starting the Kirzhner charm."
'it's only the real world; a life you will never know...'
If only, its the real world that I'm stuck with right now.
"That being the charm that numbs body parts, right?"
'Shifting your way to throw off the pain..'
I'm not about to throw off the pain, but I can ignore it.
'well you can ignore it...'
Glad you agree for once!
"Yes, you mentioned it in your essay. Its another commonly used spell in medicine."
She tossed her hair behind her shoulders in a beautiful graceful move that took my breath away.
'But only for so long..,'
Yes fine, be right again, you dumb muggle rock band!
"The command is Cavallo. Try on my arm."
I pulled out my wand. Finally the music had stopped. I'd felt like I was running a three way conversation.
"Cavallo." I whispered.
Her arm remained stationary.
"No I can still feel it. Try once more."
I breathed in.
"Cavallo."
Again nothing happened.
"Here you aren't holding your wand right..."
She leaned in next to me on the bed and grasped my wrist.
I flinched at her touch, a wave of pleasure glided through me.
She seemed to flinch too, but only momentarily.
"Not so stiffly. Loosen your thumb..."
She gently rubbed the joints of my thumb and shivers flew down my spine.
"Relax," she commanded. "You're overly tense."
Really? I hadn't noticed...
"Ok," she said letting go. "Once more."
"C-c-cavallo." I stammered.
Her arm still didn't budge.
"Ok, you have to visualise painless-ness. The wand is a part of your arm, the part of your arm you can't feel. You have to pass that feeling to me. Understand?"
"Yeah..." I choked.
"Try again.
I loosened my wrist and let the flow of magic course through my arm. Then she was right, it was like the wand was a part of me.
"Cavallo." I uttered and her arm fell to the bed.
"Ow..." she murmured.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't want to..."
"I know, its ok." she breathed.
"No, I'm sorry, the last thing I would ever want to do is hurt you."
"I know. Believe me I know... and that's, that's the problem."
I stared at her but she refused to look back her eyes shied away from me.
"Why? What is it?"
"You care about me. And I try to ignore you, when you don't, you don't deserve to be ignored."
"You don't have care about me. I... You... You care about someone else anyway."
"But, I don't, I don't... and I have to try to tell myself that."
"Then why...?"
"I don't know! I couldn't control myself! I feel like a puppet when he's around, and I can't, I can't seem to break the strings..."
"But you can't play on broken strings, you can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel."
"I can't tell myself something that ain't real..." she said continuing the lyric.
"Then what is real?"
"I don't even know anymore..."
"Finite Incantatem." I said and hoping that at least being able to feel her arm might help things.
She looked at me, strangely as if she had just regained sight.
Then of all the strangest things, a spark flew up my arm. As I felt it, strange dark lines appeared on my arm as though drawn by some invisible being.
The same thing was happening on Lily's arm but she didn't seem to notice. She was writhing in pain.
"Lily?"
She gasped and groaned softly. Then the pain seemed to leave her. Not only the pain, but her whole face and body had changed. She looked different. Like the Lily, I remembered. The Lily I'd loved since I was thirteen. The Lily that belonged to no one. The Lily that should be with me.
"James..." she whispered.
Lily's POV
I was free. At least that's what it felt like. Like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
"I'm free, I'm not part of him anymore."
Why I said those words was beyond me. But that's exactly what it felt like, what I was feeling. But I couldn't remember being a part him, not really.
Him, being Severus. Why did I just feel like I'd escaped? He hadn't really captured me or anything.
Still I was free now, I didn't need to think these confusing thoughts.
I looked up.
My eyes met soft brown ones, with care and affection laced in their pupils.
I lifted my eyes and took in the handsome boyish face on which the eyes shone.
He tossed his jet black hair out of his eyes in one beautiful flawless manoeuvre.
It was hard to believe I was really staring at James Potter.
I approached him slowly, and he did the same. We drank in each other's features as if we had only just met.
He lifted his hand and stroked my cheek gently.
I lifted mine to stroke his but he caught it and grasped it slowly.
Then his other hand slid a strand of hair behind my ear.
Then we leaned in, closer and closer until I could feel his breath on my neck.
Then my lips met his and the world was forgotten.
There and then I knew that I loved James Potter and that nothing or anything could end that.
Soooo... Yay! They're together! He broke the imprint! In your face Snivellus!
I know, in the books they don't get together till seventh year but this is called fanFICTION so I reckon I'm safe.
Let me know... whatcha think!