A/N: Sorry this took so long but here you go. Enjoy!
CHAPTER 9
16th September 1966
Lily's POV:
"Lily, we just wrote that whole song without one argument."
"Yeah, I suppose we did…," I considered this for a moment, "alright I'll come back. If you swear, we actually try to get on this time and work together as a team."
"Alright I swear. You're really going to come back?!" He looked pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, I'm really going to come back after all you put me through." He sheepishly grins at me I smile back reassuring him I'm joking around.
We played the song through a couple more times and tweaked little bits here and there. After about an hour I realised that we'd missed supper.
"James, we missed supper! Oh no! I'm starving!"
"Don't worry, I know where we can find food."
"You do?"
"Come on follow me." He grabs my hand and directs me towards a portrait with a bowl of fruit.
"Real funny I wanted to eat food Potter not look at it."
"Tickle the pear." He instructs.
"Are you taking the piss?" He doesn't think I'm that much of an idiot, does he?
"Trust me Evans." So, I do and tickle it. It swings open. Wow. What is this place?
"Can I have my hand back Evans?" I barely hear what he's saying still in awe of the portrait revealing a place unbeknownst to me.
"What?" I look down to see our hands still intertwined, "Oh shit, sorry."
"'S okay," he steps through the portrait hole and I follow along, "Welcome to the kitchens!"
A house elf toddles up to him barely reaching his knee, "Oh hello Master Potter! Rooty is so happy to see you! Wheres are Masters Lupin, Black and Pettigrew? Oh! You've brought a new friend! Hello Miss, I am Rooty."
"Why hello Rooty I'm Lily Evans." I smile kindly at the little elf with drooping ears and wide green eyes. The elf turns to James with a pointed look and I see him nod slightly. What does that mean?
"Would can Rooty get for you both today?"
"Hmm…I'm craving pancakes could you do that for me Rooty please?"
"Yes sir, and what would Miss Evans like?"
"Oh, I think I'll have pancakes too please."
"Alright, it will be with you soon!"
"How do you even know the kitchens are here?" I ask curiously.
"My dad told me, and it has proved to be very useful especially when you miss meals."
No less than 10 minutes later Rooty returns with our pancakes. We both thank him and proceed to dig in. The pancakes taste divine.
"You know I love these pancakes, but nothing could ever top Sirius'"
"Sirius knows how to use an oven?"
"Yeah as a matter of fact we're both fabulous cooks." He says proudly.
"I'll believe it when I see it." Sirius Black and James Potter in the kitchen could only result in a disastrous mess.
"You should come round for dinner some time and see for yourself."
"Maybe I will…" Had she just agreed voluntary to eat something two of The Marauders had cooked? He'd never take her up on it though. Right? It was a joke…
17th September 1966
Sitting outside was always so comforting to me, it reminded me how beautiful everything was and how that no matter how different we all are as humans we all experience nature maybe not in the same way, but we experience it together. The air was crisp, the sun was rising creating a beautiful orange painting in between the clouds.
I hear leaves crunching. Someone is walking towards the tree I'm stationed at. Who could it be? Who's up to watch the sunrise? Do they know I'm here? What if-
It's Severus Snape.
"Hi Lily. Can we talk?" he asks earnestly.
"Sure, but I can't guarantee I'm listening." I am not letting him get inside my head again and guilt trip me back into that friendship that hurt me way more than he ever deserved.
"I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry about everything. You're my best friend and I never wanted to hurt you. There are just things you don't understand, things I have to do to keep you safe. You know I deeply regret some decisions I've made but some things just must be done. Everything I do is to protect you even if it causes pain for us both along the way. Do you think you give me another chance?"
"Sev I can't you know I can't. After everything you've put me through have been for entirely selfish reasons. Don't you dare act like you're my knight in shining armour for one second. I have put up with this for too long. You always come crawling back begging for forgiveness and then not even 10 minutes after this conversation you'll chat shit with Mulciber about Emma having 'dirty blood'. Don't you see the problem? I can't just be your only exception. You have to accept all of us or none of us-"
"But Lil you're not like them-"
"I am exactly like them! Each and every single one of them! You'll never understand what this is like and I don't expect you to, but you don't even stand up for me! What kind of friend does that make you? I was there by your side constantly whenever you needed me, I was there, no questions asked. I am not letting you take this down the path of 'but Lily I need you' when you clearly don't. You have plenty of people on your side while mine is crumbling. I've begged you to switch but you've chosen your path and I've chosen mine I guess they are different and not destined to meet again now that I see who you really are. You are not the same little boy who showed me it was okay it be a witch now you're the person who punishes me for it. Goodbye Sev." The tears are stinging my eyes, I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing I care that much and let him worm his way back in by comforting me.
"Lily wait, I am incredibly sorry-" his voice cracks and I interrupt him.
"You're not sorry." I storm off into the recording studio to let the tears fall. I sit on the couch and grieve the friend I've lost for good. It's hard watching someone you grew up with change into someone who apparently has to hate you. They tell you that they don't have a choice, but you know they do. He's scared. I was willing to fight for him all along, but he wasn't ever going to do the same in return. I wish I could've seen it sooner. All he does is let me down…
Song Idea! I grab my songbook from the coffee table and head to the piano and begin writing. I get all my anger and frustration out as I recall our conversation and the song is finished in surprisingly an hour, he really struck a chord today. I start playing:
"All this time I was wasting
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down
And it's taking me this long
But I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again
But not this time around
You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no, no no
Looking so innocent
I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life
If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold
And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before
But you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no
You're not sorry, no no
You had me crawling for you
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade
You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw there's nothing left to beg for
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you
Like I did before you're not sorry
No, no, no
You're not sorry, no no (no)"
As I finish singing, I break. Tears at their full force are falling. I'm sobbing now.
"Hey Red. Are you okay?" I look up and turn my head towards the door and Sirius Black is leaning up against it
"Oh, hi Black. Yeah it's alright I'm okay." He gives me a knowing look as I step away from the piano and sit on the couch, "Sev-Snape talked to me today and tried to apologise again but I cut him off for good. I'm finished with him if he can't stand up for me and believe what's right then he's not worth it. He tells me he has to do these things, but he doesn't. You come from a pureblood mania family and you don't hate me."
He makes his way over and sits down, "No Red I don't. I find the whole pureblood mania thing very idiotic plus it gives me more opportunities to disappoint my family which I just adore doing. Can blood really determine anything other than who you're related to and what type you'll need for a blood transfusion? I don't think so. You are literally the brightest witch I know Red and you never let what those stupid blood supremacists say get you down and I admire that about you."
"Aw Black did you just say you admire me?"
"Maybe I did Red, but we all know that I'm my own biggest admirer. By the way, did you write that song just now about what happened?"
"Yeah why…?" He definitely hates it.
"Because it was fucking awesome!"
"Thanks. That's two compliments you've given me in a row Black."
"Yeah well your compliments from me this year are almost up. I only give out a select few every year to other people as I have to keep most of them for myself because no one could ever compete."
"Of course, Black."
18th September 1966
James' POV:
"Alright boys I have a surprise! Guess who's back in the band?" I tell them as we all gather in the studio.
"No way!" Lily comes through the door as Padfoot shouts, "Red! I missed you! These three are so hard to work with!"
"I think it's the other way around Black." Lily responds.
"Hey! I am a pleasure to work with."
"Yeah yeah Padfoot anyways Lily and I have something to show you guys."
"RED YOU FINALLY SAID YES? WHEN? WHAT? WHERE? HOW?"
"I didn't make it that easy Black." She tells him.
"Yeah I mean I suppose Prongs would be a lot happier if that were the case."
"So, what did you want to show us Prongs?" Moony hops in moving Padfoot off the subject thankfully.
"Well Lily and I wrote this song together-"
"Together? No arguments? You guys actually worked together?"
"Yes, believe or not Remus I guess he can be alright sometimes." Lily says.
"Enough chit chat. Let's hear it!" Peter chimes in.
We both head over to the piano and begin performing:
"You tell all the boys no
Makes you feel good yeah
I know you're out of my league
But that won't scare me away oh no
You've carried on so long
You couldn't stop if you tried it
You've built your wall so high
That no one could climb it
But I'm gonna try
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful
Would you let me see beneath your perfect
Take it off now girl, take it off now girl
I wanna see inside
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight
You let all the girls go
Makes you feel good, don't it?
Behind your Broadway show
I heard a voice say please don't hurt me
You've carried on so long
You couldn't stop if you tried it
You've built your wall so high
That no one could climb it
But I'm gonna try
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful
Would you let me see beneath your perfect
Take it off now boy, take it off now boy
I wanna see inside
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight
Oh, tonight
See beneath, see beneath,
I Tonight I
I'm gonna climb on top your ivory tower
I'll hold your hand and then we'll jump right out
We'll be falling, falling
But that's okay
Cause I'll be right here
I just wanna know
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful
Would you let me see beneath your perfect
Take it off now girl, take it off now girl
Cause I wanna see you say
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight
Tonight, see beneath your beautiful
Oh tonight, we ain't perfect, we ain't perfect
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight"
We finish and the boys all begin clapping.
"That was amazing! I can't believe you both wrote that together. I guess the future for the band is looking up." Remus says.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed! I left the word baby out of You're Not Sorry because it didn't fit the storyline obviously so hopefully that doesn't annoy you. Please a review if you'd like it means the absolute world! I love you!