The first thing I felt in the morning was the empty place beside me where James usually slept. Fear lit up inside me and my eyes flew open in search of him. 'James?' I called and heard a chuckle. 'I'm only in the loo Lil's' he called and I smiled reassured. 'Look outside, it's beautiful' he called so most unwillingly I stretched and stood up. With the quilt wrapped around me of course.

I dragged my feet over to the window and peaked out the closed windows. It was a breath taking view. Fine layers of snow covered everything in sight as though we lived in a winter wonderland with all the cottages, cars, lawn and drives were snugly covered by the white snow. People shuffled by, trying to reach the shops and for most men the pub. I smiled to myself and giggled in its beauty. 'James, I want to go to the pub. I want to be a muggle today' I called making my way downstairs.

'What-?' I started before screaming and running upstairs. Away from the Death Eaters searching our house. James had just come out the bathroom already dressed. 'DEATH EATERS, JAMES WE NEED TO LEAVE NOW!' I screamed trying to get my head clear. The quilt was in a heap at my feet ad my heart was pounding as he smirked at me. James' face was changing, his nose went backwards and his hair receded into his skull and after mere moments Lord Voldemort was standing before me. 'That's right, mudblood, Death Eaters. Here for your death' he sneered and shot a spark of light.

James body was revealed. He was hanging from the ceiling near the loo's door. I noticed with a jolt; he was only wearing his boxers and was covered in blood. The red blood dripped to the floor and his chest heaved with his last breath. I looked at him horrified, unable to comprehend what I was seeing. 'No, James' I whispered stretching my hand to him. There was a high cold laugh and a flash of green light and I had an out of body experience, I got to watch as my body fell to the floor never to move again.

'NOO' I yelled jumping up in a dark room. 'Lily wassup?' a tired voice stirred beside me. 'Where am I? What is happening? LET ME GO' I screamed fighting with whatever was wrapped around my body. 'Lily stop. LILY' the same voice yelled and I was scared even more. It was the voice of my husband who was supposed to be dead. But then so was I. 'WHERE AM I?' I screamed flailing about kicking wildly. 'YOU'RE WITH ME, AT HOME' he yelled and I felt arms restraining me.

'NO!' I sobbed frightened. A light flicked on and James came into view. 'J-James?' I stammered and he looked at me worried. 'Yeah it's me...' he whispered stroking my face. 'You were dead; you-know-who was here. I saw you dead, I saw him kill me' I muttered confused beyond belief. 'No hush Lil's. It was just a nightmare' he cooed stroking my face still watching me with those watchful hazel eyes.

'I'm scared James' I whispered burying myself into him and the quilt covering us. 'So am I. But we're gonna be okay Lil's. Guess how I know?' he whispered back kissing my forehead. ''Cause we got each other and we got our friends. So when that noseless bastard comes to get us, we'll fight back Lily 'cause that's what we do. We stick together and we watch out for each other. I love you Lily, nothing is going to come between that. I would die to know you are safe Lil's' he murmured rubbing a soothing circle on my back.

'Ditto' I whispered before yet again drifting off to sleep. A dark light, like a shaded lantern woke me. 'Sorry' James whispered pulling back the curtains in which I realised were the light. The sun hid behind clouds and snow fell thickly to the ground. 'Its fine, I should get up. What's the time?' I asked stretching. 'About nine. You okay Lil's?' he asked sitting next to me on the bed and kissing my cheek worriedly. 'Yes, don't worry about last night. Don't tell anyone either' I told him tapping his nose before going to the loo.

'You were screaming... Screaming like crazy, it killed me Lil's. To hear you scream like that, as though you were being tortured' his voice cracked and he looked away. I suddenly came over hot with shame. 'James don't. Like you said, it was just a nightmare. We will get over this together' I whispered taking his hand in mine and kissing it.

We ate breakfast in complete silence and I got the chills ferociously. I was sitting in the lounge my breakfast bowl next to me on the floor when James re-entered the room with a blanket and he wrapped it around me. 'I'm sorry James' I whispered as he stood in front of the window watching passers-by. 'Don't Lil's. It was just a dream. We're okay. I guess it just makes me feel like he is closer, closer than he already is' he explained still looking outside and not at me. Again fear ignited inside me.

What if Voldemort was closer? What if it was because I had the dream that he now knew where we were? My mind whirled with the thousands of possibilities each worse than the previous, each sending shivers down my spine and making my temperature drop. I came safely to one conclusion. If we were to die it would be my fault. 'Don't think that' James' voice woke me to my surroundings. 'What?' I asked trying to sound innocent. 'You're trying to blame yourself, don't' he said looking at me with his penetrating eyes. I turned away suddenly finding I didn't want to look at him. I didn't want to be near him.

'I'm going to get dressed then I'm going out' I told him standing up and he was at my side in an instant. 'Please' he whispered but I shook my head trying to clear it. 'I need fresh air. I'll be back for lunch though and I'm going to stay within Godric Hollow James. I swear' I smiled weakly before hurrying from the room. I changed into a long black dress with a black cardigan on top and then a thicker green cloak to go on top of that. I had rich black gloves on and even a little cap to keep me warm.

I got to the bottom of the stairs and found James waiting for me. 'Ready?' he asked checking his pockets to make sure he had anything. 'Alone. I 'm going alone James. I just need to breath' I told him thoroughly annoyed. His face fell and he looked at me with puppy dog eyes. 'Oh no. No, no, no. I mean it Potter. You're not coming. Go to Sirius' or something. I'll be home soon' I said sliding out the door and shutting it softly behind me. I felt his gaze behind me watching as I closed the gate and made my way down the street to the shops.

It felt good to be outside ploughing my way through snow. The breeze played with my hair and the cold brought colour to my cheeks. My nose tickled and my eyes were fighting the gust of wind as it threatened to topple me over. I jumped in the nearest building, the pub. People were singing joyously loud and drunkenly. The slurred their words and the wives sat together sipping martini's trying to keep up their reputation. 'May I join you?' I asked the group who looked me up and down before nodding.

'Which of the fools is your husband?' a dour looking lady asked. 'He's home, I came here for a break and to not get thrown about by the wind' I told her politely. She stuck her nose in the air and returned to the conversation with the lady next to her. 'Are you sure your old enough to be married?' another older looking lady asked. 'Oh yes. Yes I'm quite sure I'm old enough' I told her and she rolled her eyes muttering about 'young idiots these days.'

'Don't worry lass, they're all like it' the younger perky lady said from my left and I smiled at her. 'What's your name cupcake?' she asked, 'Lily, Lily Potter we moved here a few days ago. Got married in the church up the way' I told her shaking her hand. 'Yeah, heard about your husband. Bit of a troublemaker the townsmen have it' she winked. 'I'm Amanda Picken my husband owns this place' she grinned. 'Lovely meeting you' I smiled gently at her.

'How long have you been married?' I asked scooting to sit nearer her. 'A good five years now. We got married when we were nineteen' she jabbed a finger behind herself to a young man with dazzling blue eyes and wavy blond hair. 'He's my husband, his name is Robert' she explained and I nodded in understanding. I left a few minutes before twelve. Skidding my way on the slippery ice back to James forgetting the awful thoughts I had before I left. I just wanted to be with him again.

So we spent the day snuggled together not bringing up my feelings earlier, not talking about my nightmare just snuggling. James tried to cook dinner but spilt half of it and burned the rest so laughing I went to the pub got some chips and dips and that is what I shared with James for tea. We also drank alcohol... A lot of it too.