A/N: Sorry for not updating...my @ss hole computer crapped out after an hour or something of typing and I couldn't save it...BUT HERE IT IS! YAY! I'll stop now and let you read. Enjoi!
Chapter Six: Back To Not Having Titles
Sirius' eyes widened. "Please tell me that this is some sort of sick joke." Dumbledore hung his head. "Oh crap."
"I'm sorry, Sirius," said Dumbledore. "If you don't think that you can tell her-"
"I can tell her," Sirius cut him off. "I just don't know how..." Sirius sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I better get back to the Tower."
"Good night, Sirius."
"G'night, Professor."
As Sirius entered the Tower, he found Remus and Aimie sitting in the loveseat looking hopeless and Lily crying on James' shoulder on the couch.
"Lily," he said, sitting down next to her. She looked up at him. He frowned. "I have some rather bad news."
"Could it get any worse then it already is?"
"Unfortunately, yes." Sirius took a *very* deep breath and told her. "Lily, your mom and dad are dead."
"What?" Lily gasped. "No, Si, you must be mistaken."
"No, Lil, it was an attack, Voldemort killed them."
"Holy f---" Remus put his hand over Aimie's mouth for that last part.
Lily started to shake uncontrollably. Her breathing became uneven. James drew her into a tight hug for not the first time that night...or was it morning?...I don't know... She started to cry again. Sirius hung his head.
He looked over at Remus, who had Aimie crying on his shoulder, and then at Peter. "I feel so damn helpless," Sirius said.
"I know, I know," said Remus. "Me too."
The five companions and Peter stayed that way all night...er, morning.
The morning November first was not a fun one for the Marauders. After waking up and getting ready, the group took a disturbingly silent trip to the Great Hall and ate a disturbingly silent breakfast. It was very disturbing.
The only people in the Hall besides the Marauders was five teachers. Everyone else had a hangover. No one really ate anything, except for Peter. The others just poked at the food on their plates. The post arrived as usual. Lily's owl, Turquoise, landed on the table.
*Don't even THINK about coming to their the funeral! I heard it all! They were tortured killed because you are a freak-WITCH! I hate you, you FREAK! This is all your fault!*
There was no name, but Lily knew who it was from. She got up and ran out of the hall, out of the castle, and down the rolling lawns. She just wanted to get away from everything. She wanted to be able to cry in peace, to be alone. There was a tree that the Marauders often hung out at. She climbed up to the very top and broke down.
James, the only one to notice Lily running away at first, followed her.
It wasn't that Petunia blamed her, she had expected as much. It wasn't the fact that she was uninvited to the funeral either. What bothered her was that her parents died because she was a witch. She basically killed her mom and dad.
"Lily?"
Lily, unaware that she had been followed, was extremely startled by this and overbalanced. She fell out of the tree. "Shit!" James shouted. He made a grab for her, but missed. Lily hit the ground with a sickening thud.
"Shit," James cursed again. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I've killed her!"
James was down that tree before one could say 'alohamora'.
"Lily?" No response. "Fuck." She was bleeding from the head, where she had landed.
Without another thought, James picked her up and ran for the hospital wing as fast as he possibly could.
A/N: What *WILL* happen to Lily? I don't know. If you review maybe you'll find out... I hope you enjoied that chapter very very VERY *VERY* much! lolzers.
TtFn peepz!
-Kristin-
Chapter Six: Back To Not Having Titles
Sirius' eyes widened. "Please tell me that this is some sort of sick joke." Dumbledore hung his head. "Oh crap."
"I'm sorry, Sirius," said Dumbledore. "If you don't think that you can tell her-"
"I can tell her," Sirius cut him off. "I just don't know how..." Sirius sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I better get back to the Tower."
"Good night, Sirius."
"G'night, Professor."
As Sirius entered the Tower, he found Remus and Aimie sitting in the loveseat looking hopeless and Lily crying on James' shoulder on the couch.
"Lily," he said, sitting down next to her. She looked up at him. He frowned. "I have some rather bad news."
"Could it get any worse then it already is?"
"Unfortunately, yes." Sirius took a *very* deep breath and told her. "Lily, your mom and dad are dead."
"What?" Lily gasped. "No, Si, you must be mistaken."
"No, Lil, it was an attack, Voldemort killed them."
"Holy f---" Remus put his hand over Aimie's mouth for that last part.
Lily started to shake uncontrollably. Her breathing became uneven. James drew her into a tight hug for not the first time that night...or was it morning?...I don't know... She started to cry again. Sirius hung his head.
He looked over at Remus, who had Aimie crying on his shoulder, and then at Peter. "I feel so damn helpless," Sirius said.
"I know, I know," said Remus. "Me too."
The five companions and Peter stayed that way all night...er, morning.
The morning November first was not a fun one for the Marauders. After waking up and getting ready, the group took a disturbingly silent trip to the Great Hall and ate a disturbingly silent breakfast. It was very disturbing.
The only people in the Hall besides the Marauders was five teachers. Everyone else had a hangover. No one really ate anything, except for Peter. The others just poked at the food on their plates. The post arrived as usual. Lily's owl, Turquoise, landed on the table.
*Don't even THINK about coming to their the funeral! I heard it all! They were tortured killed because you are a freak-WITCH! I hate you, you FREAK! This is all your fault!*
There was no name, but Lily knew who it was from. She got up and ran out of the hall, out of the castle, and down the rolling lawns. She just wanted to get away from everything. She wanted to be able to cry in peace, to be alone. There was a tree that the Marauders often hung out at. She climbed up to the very top and broke down.
James, the only one to notice Lily running away at first, followed her.
It wasn't that Petunia blamed her, she had expected as much. It wasn't the fact that she was uninvited to the funeral either. What bothered her was that her parents died because she was a witch. She basically killed her mom and dad.
"Lily?"
Lily, unaware that she had been followed, was extremely startled by this and overbalanced. She fell out of the tree. "Shit!" James shouted. He made a grab for her, but missed. Lily hit the ground with a sickening thud.
"Shit," James cursed again. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I've killed her!"
James was down that tree before one could say 'alohamora'.
"Lily?" No response. "Fuck." She was bleeding from the head, where she had landed.
Without another thought, James picked her up and ran for the hospital wing as fast as he possibly could.
A/N: What *WILL* happen to Lily? I don't know. If you review maybe you'll find out... I hope you enjoied that chapter very very VERY *VERY* much! lolzers.
TtFn peepz!
-Kristin-