A/N: Sorry about the mix up about this chapter. I dunno what to write anymore…oh well. This is set after their seventh year. Lily and James are both Aurors, and Sirius and Remus live with them too. (Don't ask why), and all this thank u stuff…is coming up around…now.
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Learning to Love
James's POV~
I woke the next morning to the smell of warm pancakes wafting down the hall. Sirius and Remus were on a weekend-long trip with their girlfriends. I got out of bed, pulled a robe on, and attempted, unsuccessfully, to tame my hair. I walked into the kitchen, to see Lily cleaning leftover traces of flour off the counter with a cloth. I said groggily, "You know, you ARE a witch." She flushed, and replied lamely, "I, um, I…forgot?" I laughed, sat down, and drank half a glass of orange juice. Feeling slightly more awake, I grabbed a pancake and ate it while attempting to dress. We were expected at Hogwarts in an hour. I had swallowed the last of my pancake when I heard Lily call, "Come on! We're going to be late! AGAIN!" Heading towards the living room, I arrived in time to see Lily be enveloped by a roaring flame. It was back to school for me.
Lily's POV~
I sat patiently in Dumbledore's office, watching Fawkes, who was watching Dumbledore, who was watching the fireplace, which, a second later, emitted James Potter. I stared at him, "And just what, exactly, took you so long?" He grinned guiltily, "I was eating another one of our amazing pancakes?" I groaned, and was about to speak again before Dumbledore spoke first, "There have been more attacks lately, with more victims, as I'm sure both of you will know?" We nodded. He continued, "Do you remember the letter I sent, at the end of your seventh year?" Nod again. "Well, it is still believed that Voldemort and his Death Eaters are after Lily. But in a different way than before. You see, we believe that there is something magical in Lily's blood. Something far more powerful then Voldemort, something far more magical than the ordinary witch. We believe that Lily may be the fabled witch 'Zeirra'. This witch, as you both should know by now, has complete control over pretty much everything, living or dead, in the world. Should Lily be taken, they will use this power in her, and use it for evil purposes. If this should happen, both worlds, muggle and magic, will be lost. It is up to you James, to protect her until she is powerful enough to destroy Voldemort."
I sank back into my chair, unable to sort out everything I'd just been told. Me? The fabled Zeirra? The witch who was supposed to be able to bring the end to Voldemort. Somehow, that didn't seem so strange. It felt, almost natural. I was awakened from my trance by James, "Lily? Dumbledore wants to test your power now." I answered stupidly, "Huh? What?" Dumbledore smiled, "We need you to focus on anything in this room, and attempt to do anything to it in you mind." I nodded and began to focus on James, the first thing my eyes had landed on. James liked flying, right? So lets make poor James fly. I grinned inwardly as I thought of it. Concentrate… A moment later, James was floating around the room, I enjoyed sending him straight for a wall, then suddenly stop, the tip of his nose grazing it. "LILY!" he yelled. Finally, as my energy ran lower, I sat him back in his chair. He shook his head, "I think I like my broomstick better." I stuck my tongue out at him. Dumbledore laughed, (A/N: I know they use the word chuckled more in the real books, but I CAN'T STAND that word, so you going to have to make do without it.), "Don't kill him just yet Lily. You see, to bring your powers to their height, James must help you. Although he doesn't share the same independent power you do, your love for each other will make both of you extremely powerful."
James's POV~
"I didn't think our love was THAT powerful," I tried to joke. No one laughed, not even me. I sighed, "Does…does this mean Lily has to take Voldemort on by herself? 'Cause if it does, there's no way I'm letting her do this. Not even if it means the end of the world, 'cause…" "No James, she will not go alone. After all, you will be with her," Dumbledore interrupted. I felt frustration building up, "That's exactly what I mean! She has to go fight old Voldie, and who does she have to help her?! ME! There is no way I can help her at all, sure, maybe a little Transfiguration here and there, but this is Voldemort, we're talking about here!" I paused to take a breath. Before I had opened my mouth to speak again, I felt a soft touch on my arm. Lily. She smiled that beautiful smile at me, "I'll be alright. I've got you, remember?" I felt a blush coming over my face, Dumbledore laughed, then became serious again, "Meanwhile, when the two of you are training, I want to you to find a Secret Keeper. You have the potential, but neither of you are strong enough to take Voldemort on just yet. I am volenteering, but the choice is yours. Let me know by the day after tomorrow. Time must not be wasted." With that, he led us to the door, and we wandered out to the lake. It was time. I took Lily's hand, and looked straight into the eyes that had captivated every guy in Hogwarts at our time, and smiled the smile that captured every guy's heart. I took a deep breath, and got down on one knee, "Lily, I know we're still young, but I believe that I've found the perfect girl for me. After all we've been through together, I realize that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Lily, Queen of my heart, would you do me the incredible honor of being my wife?"
A/N: Chapter ends here folks! *grins* now WHAT is poor Lily going to say? Wait for my next chapter to see. He he he. Review!