Loralei stood in front of the mirror in her bathroom. She wore a black dress that went to her knees, a hat on the top of her head, with black lace going down her face, and hugging her chin, her hair was pulled back in a bun on the nape of her neck. The only color she wore besides black was red lipstick. Even if she didn't want to, she had to look good, it was a part of being a Potter.

There was a folded piece of paper in her hands. A eulogy. James helped her write it, but she was the one that was going to have to read it, even if James was going to be standing beside her.

She didn't notice Lily come into the bathroom until her hand appeared on her shoulder.

"There's a car out front." Lily told her softly.

Loralei nodded. "Where is my father?"

"James has him downstairs." Lily whispered. "It's all taken care of."

Loralei turned her head towards her. "Except me, I'm supposed to be downstairs, aren't I?" She said this in a soft monotone.

Lily nodded. "Yes."

Loralei rubbed her lips together and nodded. "Okay, let's go."

Lily took Loralei's hand and squeezed it. "It's going to be okay." She promised.

Loralei squeezed Lily's hand back. "It has to be."

Lily nodded. "I'm not going to say that I know what you're going through, I don't, but if there's anything you need me to do, I'll do it."

The corners of Loralei's lips turned up a bit before she pulled her best friend into a hug. "I love you, Lil."

"Me too, Lore." Lily whispered. "Me too."

Loralei released her friend, but linked their arms, before walking out, and going down the the front yard, where everyone else was waiting.

They got to the Potter's graveyard, the man from the Ministry arrived soon after them, then other families they knew. The Evans' were among them, and the only ones that Loralei really welcomed along with the Lupin's. The rest were people who's names she either hasn't cared to learn, or didn't care to remember.

When the service started, and the man from the ministry started talking, Loralei didn't listen. She couldn't. It took James' shaking of her shoulder to get her to stand when she had to.

They walked to the front of the crowd, Loralei grabbing the piece of paper she and James had written in one of the hidden pockets of her dress.

When Loralei's looked up she saw a sea of black, maybe with a bit of another color from their hair or skin.

Loralei cleared her throat, before beginning to speak. "Thank you for coming. My brother and I flipped a coin for who would speak today, guess who lost." She said, trying to smile as a quiet laugh came from the crowd, looking down at the crumpled paper, smoothing it with her hands. "Cordelia Potter is-was our mother." Loralei almost choked on those words. How did James talk her into this?

"She was loved, and she knew that, and she was prepared to die, but sadly we weren't." She wiped a tear out of her right eye. "She did what she could, she created, and contributed to charities, too many to count, but I'm sure many of you know this." Loralei smiled a bit. "Her name will be remembered, and her memory cherished. She was loved, and will be for the rest of our existence."

"I'm not going to say she was perfect, she never wanted to be. She was her, she made mistakes, and she got through them, she had a happy life, and I think her only regret was not seeing James and I grow up." Her voice caught on the last word, and James took her hand, before continuing for her, since he knew that she couldn't go on.

"She knew we would be all right though, she made sure of that. She brought us up to be strong, and I don't think either of us know how not to be. We will miss her more than anything, and we thank you for coming to cherish her today with us. Thank you."

"She will be missed."

"My condolences."

"Everything will be okay."

"It's going to be all right."

"If you need anything..."

These were all the things that the Potter's heard that day. The reporters that tried to get close enough to get a photograph of the grieving family were forced to leave by the Aurors that were there as guests, as well as the few that were there to protect the family.

From the funeral, only the Lupin's and the Evans' went to the Potter's house. The teenagers went to the common room, all were quiet, but to Loralei's surprise Lily went to sit with James on the loveseat, not that Loralei could hear them talking, but they looked like they were having a decent conversation.

Afternoon slowly turned to night as the sun set in the window behind James and Lily. The dim light in the large room coming from three lamps on three separate tables.

"They seem to be getting along." Remus muttered to Loralei, who he was sitting beside on the couch, Sirius on the other side. Peter was taken home by his parents after the funeral, the mousey family were among the first to leave.

"I think she's starting to see him as more than the prat he usually is around her." Loralei said, watching how her brother looked at Lily. Even though his mother just died, he still looked at her like she was the light of the world.

"Do you want anything?" Remus asked her as he stood up. "I'm going to get some water."

"Water too, please." Loralei said, looking up at him, before returning her eyes to watch her best friend and James.

"Why are you staring at them?" Sirius asked.

"It's nothing." Loralei told him, looking away from the two across the room.

"Tell me." Sirius said. "Please?"

Loralei nodded to the other two. "Look at them."

"What about them?" Sirius asked.

"His mother just died, and we just buried her, and he still looks at her like that." Loralei swallowed, refusing to cry again. "No one has ever looked at me like that."

"Because you're never looking at them when they do."

Loralei looked at Sirius, a small smile on her lips. "Then how can anyone really see that they're really loved. Lily will die with James on her hook, and maybe if he's lucky, he will die with her on his."

"We both know they're going to end up together." Sirius told her.

Loralei nodded. "She's looking at him with more than pity if you get what I'm saying."

"She loves him, doesn't she?" Sirius asked.

"Don't tell him. He might ask her out again and ruin it." Loralei told him. "Let it just play out, you'll see, they'll be together by the end of the year."

"Are you so sure?" Sirius asked.

Loralei threw him a look. "Yes, I am."

"What about your relationships?" Sirius asked, looking her straight in the eye.

Loralei didn't look away, but smirked. "Nothing ever goes the way I think it will." She took his hand. "When I leave...follow me." She whispered.

She let go of his hand as Remus entered the room again, and he couldn't ask why, he knew that.

She thanked Remus as he handed her the water he asked for, and said she was off to bed, though it wasn't late yet. She hugged and kissed Remus's cheek, before hugging Sirius, and waving to her brother and Lily.

Sirius waited a few minutes, before following Loralei, wondering what she was up to. He went to her room, guessing that's where she would be, he was right.

He knocked on the door twice before opening it. "Loralei?" He stepped into the room.

Loralei was sitting on the bed, but jumped to her feet when she saw him, and took the few steps over to him.

"What do you-" She cut him off by kissing him, pushing him against the open door and closing it with a thud.

A/N Sorry I didn't update yesterday, but I got really sick and I haven't been able to look at a screen until today. I promise it will be updated this Friday, on time!

Kat