DISCLAIM.
Oh, It feels so good to get this out there after all the typing I've done all week.
(So, on a personal note, I totally saw Ben folds on thursday. I adore him I was pretty up close, too.)
Sorry about the previous Typo. It's fixed.
Chapter 28: Fairy-talish.
James sorely wished that "enchanted sleep" meant something fairytalish and peaceful. Where he could sit at Lily's bed side watching her sleep with an unworried face. Silently praying for her recovery, with hope and determination towards a cure.
No, He could hardly sit by her at all. She thrashed about and moaned and cried restlessly. The curtains were drawn up around them to bid riddance to the prying eyes around them. Lily's face was contorted with pain and unrest. This wasn't sleep. This was nightmares. Sirius had gone again, frightened by the sight, with the excuse of getting tea. James could not think of how to handle the situation. He felt that if he just grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her she would wake up, and everything would be fine. He also felt an urge to calm her, hold her in his arms so she would not be so scared. Alas, his feet would not move and his eyes would not blink. Lily was hurting and there was nothing he felt he could do.
When the Healers left the general area, he did try to calm her. She pushed away from him. When he took her hand she yanked it back. She ignored him when he asked her to calm down. He felt useless, and awkward standing idly by the bed of a thrashing mad woman.
The awkward faded away after a few hours. People came and went. James sat, motionless, staring at her face. Wondering what she could be dreaming of. Sirius handed him tea about two hours ago and it still sat on his lap one hand wrapped around the cold cup, untouched. He was in a trance. Much later Mrs. Potter beckoned him to come home. They would return very early the next day, She promised.
Once again, James sat idly by Lily's bed side, amongst various flowers and cards. James had woken earlier that morning to get a bouquet for her. Tiger lilies filled the vase, accompanied inaesthetically with some buttercups and a pink swirly looking think James didn't know the name of. They were lively and he liked them. Sandwiches were brought, tea and cakes. The day went by slower and slower. Until it was non-visiting hours and James was forced home again for another sleepless night of worry. He was beginning to develop dark areas under his eyes from not blinking. Sirius wouldn't admit it and James wouldn't ask, but more than once he had been seen with red eyes and a rosy nose. James felt himself growing more pathetic every time he saw Sirius and sympathized with him deep inside.
Finally on the third day of waiting, James didn't really know how long, a Healer finally dropped off a clipboard with Mrs. Potter. They mumbled for a while and Sirius, Remus (For he had arrived earlier in the day off an express train) and James exchanged looks of curiosity and worry. They chattered and gestured, James could make hardly anything of the conversation. He checked some things beside Lily's bed. Mrs. Potter sat next to Sirius.
"Well," She spoke to them all but looked at the floor, "They say she's fighting the curse, however, if he realizes she's still under the curse, He could take her back easily. But as of now we have no idea what He knows and no ideas of how to help her will herself away. Healer Dorian says perhaps some encouraging words, in her sleep, after we fix her up with a calming draught that won't impair her mind in her state."
"She won't be-" James interrupted, The first things he'd said in a long time, "She'll be okay?"
"Most likely," Mrs. Potter said, glancing at Lily, Currently being given a dose of the draught, reluctantly. "But we do not know if it will take a few hours or a few months."
"Couldn't we put her under another imperius, and take that one away?"
"No, I believe they would just scramble her mind, and she may not come out of it alright."
Lily lay still beside them, finally. Mrs. Potter stood up to look at her. Lily's face was peaceful. Mrs. Potter sighed and relaxed visibly.
"That should help," The Healer stated. "Words of encouragement would be helpful." and he walked away.
Mrs. Potter put her arm around Sirius.
"She'll be okay. She'll be okay." Mrs. Potter mumbled as she hugged his shoulders, "I'm going to get some tea." She left swiftly hiding her face in a cloth.
"We should encourage her." Sirius mumbled. They gathered in close around Lily.
"This isn't odd at all." James said, Making them all smile a little as they leaned in.
"You can do it Lily." Remus said, nicely.
"Come on, then." Sirius said, as if this were all a game of Quidditch.
"Lily I know you can do this." James said, looking at the sheets. They all turned a little pink. However, they continued to awkwardly encourage the peaceful looking girl.
After a while Remus said, "I really should be getting home. I'll be back tomorrow first thing." And left with one last, "come on, Lily!"
Hours passed. Sirius fell asleep in the hard hospital chair mumbling. James stopped speaking a while ago, but proceeded to watch Lily. Her eyes moved underneath her eye lids. Every 7 minutes her two smallest fingers on her left hand moved. James closed her hand around hers, so he couldn't watch them each time with a painful spark of hope. He squeezed her hand tightly. "Come on, Lily. You can do this." He was getting quite ridiculous. he considered the fairy-tale approach leaning in to her ear.
"I love you, Lily," he whispered, letting his guard down, "I love you."
Next thing he knew. He was on the floor cupping blood from his nose, looking up at Lily, looking down at him. She looked too shocked to speak.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Are you?"
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