Last time:
They lifted off the ground but James could hardly register it, he was slowly succumbing to the pain and the erg to collapse.

Soon everything went black and James was enclosed in a dream about Lily and her red hair.

'Ooo, look at the poor dear, he's all beaten up' came a voice.

James felt him self coming around, his head hurt something fierce and he couldn't move his body.

Everything started to come back to him, from the expedition, to the posies field and the pixies, not to mention a rather odd encounter with a giant Nelly.

Just thinking of that made his head hurt more.

What was going on!?

He heard voices muttering and murmuring around him, they sounded very friendly and nice, this gave him some comfort.

Groaning he rolled over onto his aching side and opened his eyes.

Where was he?

He was lying on a fur bed made in the far corner of a small, but homely hut.

It had all sorts of dolackies and boinghopers. But all of the clutter gave it a feeling of love and security.

There were some crooked stairs on the other side of the room and a door leading to what smelt like the kitchen.

Looking out the window from his fur bed, James could see a variety of animals, from pigs to chooks.

But no Nelly.

James pulled himself up onto his elbows from his lying state, just as a plump looking woman made her way in.

She wore an apron and a nice house wife dress, she looked around mid ages and had a nice caring face.

Her hair was red, but not like Lily's more of an orangey colour, not nearly as nice.

Suddenly a thought bounded into his cloudy mind.

Lily!

The woman rushed over to him tutting and fussing over something but before he could asked about Lily, she thrust a thermometer into his mouth and held it shut.

'Ahh, your awake, it's good to see dear, you had us ever so worried with all of your bruises and cuts.' She ranted on while trying to make his hair stay flat, and getting frustrated with it.

'Oh silly me, I haven't even introduced myself.' She said while placing a hand on her forehead and shaking her head.

'My name is Molly Weasley, and this' she gestured around the home 'Is the burrow and it has been your home for the last week'.

'A week!!?' he blurted out.

'Yes dear, you rode in on that giant horse of yours with you and your friends all bloodied up a week ago today.' She informed him with a worried look on her face.

'What, I mean, how is Lily? Where is Sirius? What happened to Nelly?' he gushed out.

'One question at a time dear' she told him and began to tell him what happened.

'That lovely young man Sirius, he's a looker that one, was up and about three days ago, most of his injuries were healed, he has been helping me out while he waited for you and young miss Lily.'

'And Lily!?' he asked urgently grabbing her shoulders.

'Oh the poor dear, she was the worst out of you three, I don't know what they did to her, but she was in a bad way. She woke up yesterday asking about you and Sirius, all very confused, but she is still very weak and can barley even sit up' she told him solemnly.

The kind lady continued 'That horse of yours is safe, she had a few cuts and bruises but my husband, Arthur, fixed her up, he said it was very rare to come across such a strong, let alone tame, Carmillia' AN: Car- Milly – A .

'Of coarse, that would explain a lot, Nelly is a carmillia, able to change her shape into a large beast on will' James thought out loud.

'Yes' Molly nodded while smiling.

'Now you must be hungry, how about I go and fix you some food' she said it more of a statement rather then a question.

'Umm, can I please see Lily?' James asked.

'Of coarse, she has been asking for you' She said softly.

James followed the lady on unsteady feet up the crooked stairs for a couple of flights.

'She's in here' Molly gestured to the door in front of them. 'Good luck' she said with a smile.

James couldn't help but smile back at the kind lady.

Reaching out he turned the squeaking handle and pushed open the door.

Inside Lily had the same type of fur bed that James had, but she was on an actual bed, not just the floor.

She was looking so much better then the last time he had seen her.

Her wounds were bandaged and stitched and the blood washed away, even through that though she was still very pale.

Bruises covered what James could see of her body, but her hair was beautifully brushed, it was shinny and untangled, Molly had clearly spent time to do this for her.

James felt a rush of admiration towards the older lady.

Lily had her eyes closed and her arms resting beside her, her breathing was steady and soft.

James grabbed a chair out of the corner of the room and placed it beside Lily bed.

He reached out a hand and stroked her hair, feeling over her wounds and running a cool finger down her cheek.

Lily groaned and leaned into his touch making James smile.

He removed his hand and slipped it into one of Lily's.

Just sitting there listening to Lily breath in and out, and feeling her pulse beat through her hand.

James felt so lucky that she was alive.

Hours passed and Molly came and went to tell him that if he wanted food it was ready, he apologetically declined and returned his gaze to Lily.

Molly was smiled sweetly at him and told him that Sirius was looking for him, but she would tell him to leave James alone with Lily for awhile longer muttering something that sounded like 'Ahh, young love'.

It was soon dark and James had not moved from his spot next to Lily.

He was just about to get up to leave when Lily's eyes fluttered open.

James cracked into a huge smile.

'There you are, I was wondering when you would come to' he said softly to her.

'Hey c'mon, I beat you remember, you were still sleeping last time I checked' She mocked him weakly.

James sighed and leaned in to her subconsciously, 'I am so glad you are ok, you scared me back there' James whispered.

'I scared myself' she whispered back.

With that the corners of her lips gave a little tug as her eyes stared up into his before falling into a sleep once more.

James sighed and stroked her cheek before walking out of the room in search of food and his best friend.

'JAMESEY!!!'

Hollered an over excited Sirius, he launched himself at James and pulled him into a giant bear hug, but when James cried in pain he pulled away muttering 'Sorry mate'.

James laughed at his best friend before being ushered to the table in the kitchen by Molly who was currently commenting on how skinny he was and that he should 'put on some weight, here eat up'.

James and Sirius sat down at the large table opposite each other but could barely see the other from all of the food piled onto the table.

'Thanks Molly, once again you have out down yourself' Sirius told the woman who blushed at his comment while waving a hand at him saying 'Oh it's nothing'.

James looked over at Sirius, he looked nearly back to normal, except for quite a few cuts and bruises stitched and bandaged up.

Sirius saw him looking and said 'Molly is an old hand at healing, she uses magic to speed up the process a bit, she used to be a warrior nurse before the kids'

'The kids?' James asked confused.

'Yeah, the kids' just as he had said this two young boys can tearing into the kitchen.

'Sirius!!' they screamed before piling on top of him.

James laughed heartedly as Sirius mucked around with the boys, definitely in his element.

'Oh right, James this is Bill' Sirius said while indicating to the eldest and biggest of the two boys. 'He's a little rascal and want's to be a warrior just like us when he grows up' Sirius supplied.

James laughed as the boy growled and showed his muscles to prove that he was strong.

'This is Charlie' indicating to the younger smaller sibling 'He's the mischievous one, always up to something, but brave as anything, he ran full pelt into a tree the other day, didn't even flinch!' Sirius seemed extremely impressed by this as he wrestled with the two boys.

'Bill is 8, Charlie is 6 and Percy' indicating to a toddler running in through the back door, 'is 4'.

James and Sirius played with the three boys for a bit before Molly made the three boys sit down at the table to eat.

'Mmmm, this is really good Molly' James said, the food was so amazingly delicious.

'Molly is the best cook ever, even better then the ones back at the castle, and they get paid!' Sirius exclaimed, Molly again blushing from all of the attention.

After food, Sirius showed James the yard and they set to work in helping Arthur, Molly's kind husband, cleaning the yard.

Three days past like this, James would spend half a day with Lily, eat Molly's wonderful food, and help out in the yard for the rest of the day.

The burrow was a working farm, so the two men had their work cut out for them, but Molly made sure that they weren't worked too hard.

Arthur was constantly telling them how great it was to finally have some help on the farm, it was 'looking better then it has in years'.

But James could not lie, his favourite part of the day, was when he spent time with Lily, who was doing so much better.

She was almost back to normal and always trying to sneak out of bed.

She came down for the meals and played with the boys before Molly would usher her back upstairs to rest.

James and Lily ended up playing games like cards or chess; they actually got really good at it.

Both enjoying the company of each other.

Her wounds were almost all gone and her bruises were growing faint, thanks to Molly's wonderful magic that sped up the healing process.

They had also talked about the mission and decided that the next day they would be leaving the burrow and returning to the exit of the Thundeera caves so they could figure out where to go from there.

They were running out of time and they knew it.

Only a week left.

Only one week to find the golden goblet to stop the Dark Lord Riddle's massive army.

It didn't seem enough time.

HEY!
this chapter was clearly inspired by the weasleys but mainly Molly.
i hope you enjoyed it.
but i am sad (yet releived) to inform you all that the story is nearing the end.
please tell me what you thought of it,
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G.E.A