Lay Your Sleeping Head, My Love
By MmmMmmGood.
Disclaimer: what's mine is mine, what isn't isn't. The title is also the title of a poem by W. H. Auden.
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"James!" Lily said..
"No Lily, it's too late. We spent so much time together, I loved you. You could never see that, always too wrapped up in your latest flame. I loved you Lily, so much."
"But James, I love you." Lily tried to say, but the words stuck in her throat. "James" was all that came out.
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Where did James go? Lily thought frantically. I need him. In a flash, Lily was outside, running, running, running. She didn't know why, or where she was going. All she knew was that she needed to run, had to run, must run. Mist that was eerily alive was swirling around her feet, seeming to claw at her legs. A tree root reached out a grabbed her, making her fall to the ground with a broken sob. That was when the screaming started. All around there were screams, some cries for help, others in surprise and attack, and some were just screams. Screams that welled up in the pit of your stomach, and just burst out. Not in rage, passion, or frustration, but in terror, longing, and despair. Lily wanted to help those screaming people, but she found herself screaming one of these screams when she tried to find them. Suddenly, the screaming stopped. In its place, a low, evil chuckle resounded. Lily cringed. It got faster, and louder, and higher, until it was little more than a sinister howl. As if from very far away, Lily heard a voice call her name, once, twice. Was it- yes, it was James.
"I love you," Lily called. Then she heard a muffled yell, and the sounds of someone being dragged away, but magnified so it seemed to reach in the corners of her very soul. The redheaded girl fell in to a crumpled heap, with a silent moan on her lips. Then all was quiet. A shrill cry, like a baby's reached her ears, and she was strangely comforted as it came through the darkness. As if she knew that as long as whatever or whoever was making the noise was unharmed, then everything would turn out fine.
"Lily. Lily! Wake up!"
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"Lily, wake up!" Kera repeated. "You were crying in your sleep. What's the matter?"
Lily sat up and looked around wildly. She gasped out "James", and raced out of the room. By the time Kera had caught up with her, she was standing outside the boys' dormitory.
"Lils, calm down." Kera hissed. "Everyone is sleeping, just fine. Especially James. He's in the Common room, reading. Safe and sound."
"Oh, good." Lily sighed, and promptly fainted.
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Lily could see the darkness in front of her, under her, and all around her. She felt sadness, as if there was something awful that had happened, and freeness, like a weight had been taken from her shoulders. She realized that in her dream, she had said she needed James, and that was something she had not said since her parents died. As Voldemort was killing her parents, she had been writing to them, saying how much she missed and wanted them. And then at their funeral, she was whispering to herself, and them, that she needed them, and Petunia had heard. Petunia, being the person she was, commented on how Lily had killed them, and she could not have them. She had also added that maybe Lily should kill herself, and rid the world of her cursed self. That was the last time that Lily had ever said she needed anyone, or needed help.
"Ohhhh, my head." Lily whispered, slightly conscious of a dark figure in front of her.
"Good, Honey. You're out of the woods now. Just drink this, and you'll be good as new in no time." A brisk voice reassured. Lily couldn't remember much, but what she did remember was of her dream, and the horrible sadness. Lily started to cry, silently begging Madame Pomfrey to give her something to make her forget the dream and her terrible sadness. When Lily finally was less groggy and opened her eyes, she saw four shapes in front of her. Kera, Remus, Sirius, and James. Lily sighed, she felt better now that she knew James was there.
A/N: Hey peeps! Sorry it's sooo short, sorry it took soooo long to upload this, but its just to let u know I haven't forgotten about the story but I've been busy with friends and school.
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By MmmMmmGood.
Disclaimer: what's mine is mine, what isn't isn't. The title is also the title of a poem by W. H. Auden.
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"James!" Lily said..
"No Lily, it's too late. We spent so much time together, I loved you. You could never see that, always too wrapped up in your latest flame. I loved you Lily, so much."
"But James, I love you." Lily tried to say, but the words stuck in her throat. "James" was all that came out.
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Where did James go? Lily thought frantically. I need him. In a flash, Lily was outside, running, running, running. She didn't know why, or where she was going. All she knew was that she needed to run, had to run, must run. Mist that was eerily alive was swirling around her feet, seeming to claw at her legs. A tree root reached out a grabbed her, making her fall to the ground with a broken sob. That was when the screaming started. All around there were screams, some cries for help, others in surprise and attack, and some were just screams. Screams that welled up in the pit of your stomach, and just burst out. Not in rage, passion, or frustration, but in terror, longing, and despair. Lily wanted to help those screaming people, but she found herself screaming one of these screams when she tried to find them. Suddenly, the screaming stopped. In its place, a low, evil chuckle resounded. Lily cringed. It got faster, and louder, and higher, until it was little more than a sinister howl. As if from very far away, Lily heard a voice call her name, once, twice. Was it- yes, it was James.
"I love you," Lily called. Then she heard a muffled yell, and the sounds of someone being dragged away, but magnified so it seemed to reach in the corners of her very soul. The redheaded girl fell in to a crumpled heap, with a silent moan on her lips. Then all was quiet. A shrill cry, like a baby's reached her ears, and she was strangely comforted as it came through the darkness. As if she knew that as long as whatever or whoever was making the noise was unharmed, then everything would turn out fine.
"Lily. Lily! Wake up!"
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"Lily, wake up!" Kera repeated. "You were crying in your sleep. What's the matter?"
Lily sat up and looked around wildly. She gasped out "James", and raced out of the room. By the time Kera had caught up with her, she was standing outside the boys' dormitory.
"Lils, calm down." Kera hissed. "Everyone is sleeping, just fine. Especially James. He's in the Common room, reading. Safe and sound."
"Oh, good." Lily sighed, and promptly fainted.
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Lily could see the darkness in front of her, under her, and all around her. She felt sadness, as if there was something awful that had happened, and freeness, like a weight had been taken from her shoulders. She realized that in her dream, she had said she needed James, and that was something she had not said since her parents died. As Voldemort was killing her parents, she had been writing to them, saying how much she missed and wanted them. And then at their funeral, she was whispering to herself, and them, that she needed them, and Petunia had heard. Petunia, being the person she was, commented on how Lily had killed them, and she could not have them. She had also added that maybe Lily should kill herself, and rid the world of her cursed self. That was the last time that Lily had ever said she needed anyone, or needed help.
"Ohhhh, my head." Lily whispered, slightly conscious of a dark figure in front of her.
"Good, Honey. You're out of the woods now. Just drink this, and you'll be good as new in no time." A brisk voice reassured. Lily couldn't remember much, but what she did remember was of her dream, and the horrible sadness. Lily started to cry, silently begging Madame Pomfrey to give her something to make her forget the dream and her terrible sadness. When Lily finally was less groggy and opened her eyes, she saw four shapes in front of her. Kera, Remus, Sirius, and James. Lily sighed, she felt better now that she knew James was there.
A/N: Hey peeps! Sorry it's sooo short, sorry it took soooo long to upload this, but its just to let u know I haven't forgotten about the story but I've been busy with friends and school.
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