A/N: Thank you to all the people who have reviewed, Sirius87 (Again), phoenix, and to queencaps. About the suggestion on doing a narrator's POV, I can't really do that cuz I'm just no good at it, I have to pretend to be someone else. Sorry.
Disclaimer: Same as always. I own nothing. Ms. Rowling owns all.
Learning to Love
James's POV~
After reassuring myself that it was only a dream, a heard a faint tapping on the door. I got out of bed, still shaking, and opened it. To my surprise, I found Lily standing outside my door, a concerned, yet troubled expression on her face. I let her in, and she sat on my messy bed.
Finally, she asked quietly, "What did you dream about?" I bit my lip, "I was in this house. There were two other people with me, a woman and a baby. Then the door opened, and I saw…I saw…" I was choking on the word. "Voldemort," she finished, "You told the woman to run, and take the baby with her." I nodded, wondering how she could have known. She continued, "There was a flash of green light, and then you were dead. But even then, in death, you saw more. Voldemort found the woman and her baby. He killed her." "And the baby?" I asked faintly. "He survived, somehow."
I managed to ask, "How-how did you know?" She answered sadly, "I dreamt it too." Then I realized, that woman…she was Lily. And that baby? Ours? She looked away, "James, I don't want to fight anymore, but we can't ever be together if that is going to happen. I-I love you too much to let you die," she finished with a whisper. I turned my head away, trying to hide the tears that were threatening to fall. "I'm sorry James," she said softly, then turned to leave, a single tear falling down onto her cheek, "I'm sorry."
Lily's POV~
I hated to do it. I wasn't afraid to admit I loved him now, but I knew, if the dreams were true, then we could never be together. Instead of heading to my dorm to cry, I wiped my tears away and sat in the common room, satring numbly at the guys' dorm door. What I'd done was for the best. Wasn't it?
Two weeks later…
Arabella's POV~
"Lily's been out of it for ages," I complained. Sirius, my new boyfriend, nodded, "James too…and yet…they seem to have stopped bothering each other. In fact, they seem to be avoiding each other instead." I sighed, "I've had enough of this. I'm gonna talk to Lily and shake some sense into her." Sirius nodded, "Yeah. I'll try to do the same to poor, old James."
I walked into our dorm to find Lily, as usual, staring dumbly the wall. I sighed. I found her like that two weeks ago, and she'd stayed like that ever since, just staring at everything as if there was nothing there. I waved my hand in front of her face, "Hello? Lily?" She snapped put of her trance, and stared at me, "Yeah?" I asked firmly, "I wanna know why you're being so out of it these days, and why you hate James Potter so much, you used to love him!" She answered dazedly, " I don't hate James Potter." "Then just what do you feel for him?" I pressed. She struggled to answer, "I-I,…"
A/N:I know the last bit sounds weird and looks weird but, I can't think of any other way to put it. Pushing my luck, once again, I want another 3 reviews afore I write the next chapter (Gives me a bit of a break, see?). Thanks to all.