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Chapter Ten



Lily could only guess what he said by the way the people who could actually hear him had reacted. But the only reactions she could see, weren't at all pleasant.

"What'd he say?" Lily turned and asked Remus. His eyes were full of every emotion. "What?" She grabbed him by the shoulders and started to shake him. He obviously had heard what she had not. Remus gently took Lily's hands and held them firmly. "What did he say?" She said under clenched teeth.

"Lily, you have to calm down." Remus tried to say calmly. "Um, I don't think you want to be standing up when you hear this either."

"What is it, Remus?" Lily had had enough with trying to hide her frustration with him.

"Marcus, the little first year who,"

"I don't care who he is!" Lily snapped.

"Well, he just said that Abigail is, well she's," Remus sighed. "She isn't alive anymore, Lily." He could feel Lily's body fall limp in his hands, he gently held her up in his strong grasp. Just as he had expected, she wasn't ready, but he didn't think he would be able to handle it either if his friend, for five long and wonderful years, died.

"Remus!" He jerked his head around to see James jogging toward him. "Where's Lily?" He was gasping for air. "Oh no." He muttered as he saw the limp figure laying in his friends' arms.

"She fainted." Remus pointed out the obvious.

"How could this of happened!" James yelled angrily. "Does anybody even know how it happened?"

"Mr. Potter," A stern voice rang throughout the common room. James looked up to see Professor Faire looking at him. "Would you be so kind to not yell, when we are all in whispering distance." James nodded slowly. "I am surprised at all of you, having a party at this time of night." She went on, "I am ending it right now, everyone off to bed!"

James wanted to say that Lily had just made the Quidditch team, but the room was too sorrowful and Professor Faire most likely already knew.

Together James and Remus gently tried to awaken Lily as the rest of the Gryffindors quietly made their ways to bed.

"James, she won't wake up. It shocked her so much." Remus said.

"She has to." James replied.

"Excuse me, Mr. Potter and Mr. Lupin, but I recall telling you to go to bed." Professor Faire's voice said sternly. She was standing beside Remus with her arms folded.

"Well, um," Remus muttered.

"Lily fainted." James blurted out.

"I can see that, Mr. Potter." She eyed the flaming red haired girl.

"What happened to Abigail?" James yelled without caring who he was speaking to. Remus looked up surprised at James' bluntness towards her.

"Watch your tongue, Mr. Potter."

"What happened to Abigail?" James asked again just as sternly.

"Please leave Ms. Evans with me and go straight to bed." She said avoiding the question, she wasn't the only one who notice she avoided the question.

"You might as well tell me the truth, rumors will be all over the school by tomorrow. At least one student should know the truth." James explained.

"One student does know. Now go to bed, or detention for the both of you!" James glared at her and then marched up the stairs out of the almost empty common room. Remus laid Lily carefully on a nearby couch and then ran after James. Professor Faire was standing alone, with the exception of the fainted Lily. She unfortunately knew about as much as her pupils did.





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