A/N Hope you guys like this chappy.
Disclaimer: Don't own a thing. This is the last time I'm writing one of these bloody things.
James awoke three days later with tears still dripping down his cheeks. Lily still had her arms around his midsection as he did hers. They clung together on the large bed while their tears mingled together. James watched as her eyelids flickered signing that she was dreaming. He kissed her on the forehead hoping that it was a good dream but reality intervened knowing that it was probably not. He waited for her to awaken and was rewarded when her beautiful green eyes opened and stared straight into his. To his upmost surprise she smiled at him slightly before saying "Thankyou so much for saving me James. You have done so, so many times that I have lost count. My mother came to me in my dreams telling me that she was glad that you saved me. Making me live another day and that I shouldn't weep and that I would see her again some day.
But just as James .thought that she would survive, Lily grabbed him tighter around the waist and just barely whispered "But James, you won't leave me ever will you? You, Sirius and Remus. You can't leave me. I won't be able to live without you." James recognised the weakness in her voice and automatically tightened his hold on her before nodding his approval. Two days later, Dumbledore and McGonagall were questioning James, Lily, Remus and Sirius about their ability to apparate underage, let alone onto Hogwarts. Of course the boys knew nothing about how they had managed to do the stunt, but promised Dumbledore that they weren't going to attempt apparating again any time soon.
Three days later Dumbledore gave the four permission to return to Lily's home. Then when the four arrived there, Lily nearly collapsed in James's arms. A huge snake slithering out of a skull had been imprinted right in the front of the house. The door was ajar and the house and surrounding yard was unnaturally quiet. Sirius and James each took one of Lily's hands and prepared for the worst. Sure enough, they opened the door to see Lily's father Pat Evans, lying dead on the floor of the cosy lounge room. Both boys just turned her around and pulled her to them. She cried into Sirius's and James's chests and James shed few tears for the one person he knew certainly didn't deserve it.
Sirius motioned for Remus to head up the stairs to gather their trunks and that they were going to his house. James nodded mutely before picking Lily up and heading for the couch. He sat down and brought the whimpering girl onto his lap and buried her head into his shoulder. Sirius and Remus came down the stairs soon enough and were carrying their trunks. Sirius pulled out his contact and whispered "Home" Sure enough his mother came through on the other side and he told his mother where he was and that he wanted her to come and pick them all up. When she asked why, Sirius told her. Automatically the middle aged woman turned to her husband Orion who automatically ordered the boys to get Lily out of the house and to flee to a nearby home until he could get there.
Sirius automatically alerted James who picked Lily up once again and left the house straight away. About an hour later, Orion arrived outside of the Evans residence and watched as the four sombre teenagers walked out of the house down the street. He automatically jumped out of the car and hugged his son and his three best friends. Once again, James seemed extremely over protective, but that is sort of expected when her parents were both killed in the space of five days. The poor girl was probably dying inside.
But what shocked Orion was the fact that all three boys looked like that with her. All three. Like if anyone came within five metres of her, they would all hex them. Lily, on the other hand, just seemed to accept it. Her eyes didn't stray off the ground and there seemed to be tears constantly dripping down her cheeks. Then as they jumped in the car, Remus sat on one side of the back seat, Lily in the middle and James on the other side.
Sirius sat in the front with his dad and conversed with him about how they found Pat Evans dead in the living room of Lily's childhood home. Every once in a while you could hear Lily cry out softly in James's tight embrace. The boy still had tears dripping down his cheeks. Then when they reached Sirius's home, Lily jumped out of the car as soon as the doors opened. James tried to catch her but she continued to run. Then just after she rounded the corner in the next street did James realise that he should have used his Magid abilities.
The three boys then took off at a slight run and tried to follow her trail. James continuously shouted her name looking for any sight of a fiery red trail that signalled her hair, but none was found. Later that night at about half past two, Orion and Liz finally came looking for their son and his best friends. They knew that it was fruitless to search for a girl who honestly didn't want to be found. She had run off at the first opportunity that she could and really wanted to grieve in private. Orion eventually had to drag James back to the car and even then he cried out for Lily the entire way back to Sirius's home. That night, James locked himself in his room and tried to contact Lily telepathically.
He knew that he was in contact with her and that she was listening but she just didn't know how to respond, either that or she didn't want to. The next morning James came down the main staircase with huge bags underneath his eyes and everyone knew that he hadn't slept. He dressed quickly and before anyone could protest, he left the house and searched once again all day. It slowly approached late afternoon and James had doorknocked every house in the neighbourhood. He didn't even know how to get back to Sirius's house from where he was. He was lost. James was slowly dying inside. He knew how Lily felt. He still felt it most of the time. The agonising pain and emptiness that comes with loosing a parent to death. Let alone two. He would be completely alone if he lost his mum.
That was why he wanted to find Lily so much. She was completely alone without her parents. She knew that her sister hated her, even more so now that her being a witch caused both her parents deaths. With that James collapsed on the ground once again and began to cry wholeheartedly.
Meanwhile over the other side of London, Lily had run the entire way to her home. She was tired, exhausted even, but knew that if she ate anything she would just throw it up. She was sitting in the clean lounge room that betrayed the fact that there had been a dead man lying there just two hours ago. Lily had noticed that Petunia's things were gone and that she had left a horrifying note on the pedestal at the foot of the staircase saying that everything was her fault and that she never ever wanted to see her again.
Lily knew that it was all her fault. The fact that both her parents were dead, the fact that James's dad was dead, that Petunia hated her, that Sirius, Remus and most importantly James felt that they had to protect her. Everything was her fault and she knew it. All because of the dreams that she possessed.
After her last thought she didn't hear the front door creaking or the footsteps that were moving down the staircase. Then when she opened her eyes she was shocked to find an identical pair of emerald eyes like her own staring into her flushed and tearful face. She looked up to find the shaggy black hair of James Potter that she loved so much. Then she knew who she was seeing. "This must be a dream, my god, I've got to be dreaming again. Harry, you've got to get out of here, Voldemort will be here any second." Then Lily heard the voice that she had yearned to hear for the past two and a half years "No Mum, Voldemort will not come for me here. I am here to protect you. To look after you. You called me here. I am here just for you. No one else. I know exactly how you feel in every way."
Then the fifteen-year-old Harry Potter brought his mother into his embrace, wrapping his arms around her petite figure and listening as she mumbled into his familiar untamed black hair.
He had been one minute in his room at the Dursley's thinking about his mother and father when he had found himself in an unfamiliar driveway hearing sobs coming from the front door and seeing the familiar dark mark on the door. Harry had rushed inside to find the red hair that his dreams were made of and the green eyes that were exactly like his own. Harry didn't care how he got there. Only that he was able to spend some time with his mother. Even though she was blaming herself for her parent's death.
Five minutes later he stood up with his mother in his embrace, ready to port key to Hogwarts when he noticed someone standing in the hallway. He turned to face them with his wand in his hand when he noticed that it was his times Sirius Black. He turned to face the pair with tears in his eyes. His eyes seemed to recognise the familiar surroundings and when he caught sight of one of his best friends in his godson's arms, he very nearly broke down in tears again. He knew of how much agony James had gone through during these last few days. How James had disappeared for three days straight and had come back with a bloody nose, a black eye, extreme malnutrition, and Lily in his embrace.
Sirius rushed Harry and Lily and looked down at his only confidante when it came to James. He looked down at Harry before taking Lily into his arms. Then he fell onto the couch with tears slipping uncontrolled down his cheeks. Lily awoke five minutes later looking straight into the familiar dark brown eyes of Sirius Black. She looked at him deliriously thinking that he was her times Sirius and she smiled before saying "Sirius, I must be having another dream, how did you find me here. Do you know that I saw my son in this dream. He was standing right in front of me Sirius. He even talked to me. You know what, you look a lot older. Can we go and find James now. I'm really cold and tired. James will keep me warm. He will keep me wa…." Then as the poor girl fell asleep once more, completely exhausted and yet sleepless, Sirius burst into tears once again.
He had to find James. Then knowing that the telekinetic spell was still in use he whispered to James "Lily is at her home. She's at home and not in good condition. James, come and get her. She wants you. She wants to be warm again."
Then Sirius blocked the connection again not wanting to break down when he heard his best friends voice for the first time in over fourteen years. Sirius turned to his godson and handed over the mother to her son. Harry smiled wearily at Sirius who then disapparated and Harry waited alone for his father to show up at the doorstep and watched as nothing stopped him from reaching Lily. About thirty seconds later his fact was proven. James's magid magic was put to good use when he reached the locked door. James was running on just adrenaline. Nothing else. But he knew that when he finally found Lily that he would be able to sleep. No other way.
The door opened and there on the couch where Lily's parents had been sitting the first time that he had ever met them was a boy that looked exactly like him, only a bit older and Lily was cradled carefully in his lap. Then as James walked closer he realised who the boy was. Remus talked to Lily about her dreams and reported to him. Lily trusted him implicitly but didn't like to burden James with everything. So she only told Remus about Harry, who in turn still told James. So when he finally came face to face with the boy, he wasn't surprised. James walked very slowly toward the boy that had faced Voldemort four times and had lived to tell the tale. He just seemed to be absorbing his best friends features and everything about her.
Then when James though that he had the element of surprise Harry spoke aloud "Dad, you know you can come forward. I don't bite, much. I'm just trying to memorise her features you know, for future reference. Seeing as I never get to see her ever again." James looked at his son and then realised what had happened. The prophesy did come true. That he and Lily would die to save their child. Knowing that it was the truth, James collapsed in a chair and watched his son and future wife sitting in the same chair and Harry was just staring at his mother. Eventually James looked up into the extremely sorrowful eyes of Harry Potter.
The boy stood up and walked toward his father. He carefully placed Lily in his dad's arms and then stood back for about ten seconds before disapparating altogether. When Harry arrived back in his time twenty years in the future, he was incredibly sad and angry. Sad at not being able to have a proper conversation with his father and angry at his aunt being so cruel to his mother. And with that in mind he headed downstairs to confront his Aunt Petunia about it. When he arrived downstairs he found her sitting at the dining room table flicking through a photo album. He went and sat down next to her and she flinched like someone had slapped her. She slowly went to close the album, but before she had the chance to do so, Harry had snatched it from her and was looking through the various photos of her and Harry's mother.
Tears were dripping down his cheeks by the time he was finished. He turned to his aunt and whispered "Why did you have to disown your own sister. Why did you have to write such an awful letter when mum witnessed her own mother dying right in front of her from a curse I have nearly died from myself. Why did you have to be so cold and disheartening. This was something that a family was supposed to go through together. Not something that Mum was supposed to run away from. But she did. Because she didn't have anyone to turn to. You are her older sister. You were supposed to be there for her. But no, you were too absorbed in your jealousy to even think of what this would do to her. That it damaged her for life."
Then with tears in his eyes Harry turned to head back up the stairs to his room when Petunia stopped him, "Harry, I just felt so jealous, she was loved by both my parents and she even loved me considering how mean I was to her. She loved me Harry. And I was horrible to her. I never did anything for her and she tried to save my life. She nearly gave herself for mum and me. If it wasn't for your father, she would have died long ago in a shopping centre trying to protect her mother. She was so considerate, so selfless and helping. I remember one day when I was being self absorbed once again. It was the first time that Lily had been really, really sick. Sirius and James had came and taken her back to James's place. They had just left when Remus and some other friends of Lily's came over. One's name was Bella Figg. I stood there, surrounded by my friends and listened as Remus screamed at me for all the things I knew that I was guilty for. Lily had never done anything. She was an angel for a sister, and no one deserved her. No one. But those three boys protected her for life. Any of them would have died for her, killed for her. Anything. She was precious to them. An intricate jewel that had to be protected at all costs. I felt left out, discarded and misused, so I took it out on her and she took it all. Everything. She was so kind and understanding. She even took crap from my friends when they came over and she was home. They just listened to what I had said about her and took her at face value. None of them even stood for her. One of my friends, Veronica, did take the time to know her and the next time I bad mouthed her, went straight and told her and then never again came over my house again."
By this time Harry was standing stock still with turrents of tears streaming down his already wet cheeks. Then he turned with the album under his arm and vowing never to let Petunia touch it ever again, he fled up the stairs. Harry reached the door to his bedroom and before he knew what was happening, the door flew off it's hinges and slammed into the floor before disintegrating altogether. Harry looked at his hands and then knew what it was had done it. His father had magid abilities and they had obviously been passed onto him. Then Harry brought the album closer to his chest and apparated to the graveyard where he knew that his parents were buried. He appeared right outside of the Potter family plot and walked in slowly perusing all of his older and dead relatives, then noticing the unmistakable dark and shaggy head of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin off in the distance and then he knew where he had to go.
He ran towards his parents two best friends and stopped about ten feet away from them, watching them talk under their breath. "Remus, I can't believe after fourteen years I saw her as a teenager again. It got too much. I cried right in front of Harry. I still miss them so much. The four of us were my life. After mum and dad were killed by Voldemort, you guys were my existence. I only existed to protect my family and I failed. I let them die Remus. It's all my fault." Then Harry watched as his Godfather cried for only the second time that he had seen him in his life. Harry walked toward his fathers family then. He walked slowly and watched the two turn toward him and gape like he was James all over again.
But then as they got closer they recognised the sorrowful emerald eyes and their eyes sunk to the ground and tried not to look disappointed. Harry stood in front of his parents graves and sunk to the damp grass with tears streaming down his cheeks. He only saw them fifteen minutes ago. Fifteen minutes ago may well have been fifteen years. Then Harry saw the most amazing thing that he had ever seen. Sirius seemed to have had enough and pulled out a vial and while arguing with Remus carefully tipped half of the vial on each of his parents graves. Then while Harry waited for something to happen, Remus grabbed one of the boys arms and Sirius, the other. They dragged him away and placed an impenetrable force field around him not knowing that he was a magid and that to get him really angry was for him to implode the force field.
The two boys in grown men's bodies then returned to their best friends graves and Harry watched in horror as the Grim Reaper appeared. Death as he was known in many cultures seemed to float from below the ground and looked shockingly at the two men who had summoned him. Sirius motioned at the two graves lying in the soil and the Grim reaper looking sorrowfully at the graves knowing that their lives had been taken very abruptly to protect another. Then like he knew that Harry was standing there, he looked behind the two men to see the boy that himself, had very nearly come and visited him often. The Grim Reaper approached the boy that lived and Harry's anger just seemed to intensify and then to Remus's and Sirius's surprise, the force field exploded.