A Time Out of Memory
by S. L
True to their word, Lily and James treated one another the same as always. Their pranks still went on as horrifying as ever, though with Harry they now had a way to reverse the spells. The only real difference between them was that they were calling one another by their real names.
For their part, the Maruaders tried not to comment to much about the change, Sirius however was quick to point out that the two were madly in love. Lily's friends were even worse. Emily swore she was disgusted, and Anna would begin giggling madly and poke Lily whenever James walked by. It was beginning to become very annoying for both of them.
Ron and Hermoine seemed to be very happy about something as well. Ron would smile every time he caught Lily and James so much as looking at one another and Hermoine would whisper madly to her new boyfriend, who just happened to be Remus. James had no idea what she was saying, but whenever they finished their conversations Remus would look up at James and grin wickedly.
Harry hadn't been hanging around much lately, for he'd been spending a lot more time with Craley lately. Annoyed that his newly regained friend was avoiding him James cornered Hermoine in the library.
"What's Harry doing anyways?" He asked in frustration.
Hermoine shrugged, trying to look natural. "Um... just catching up on the news I suppose."
"It doesn't have anything to do with my mum does it?" James asked hopefully. He hadn't heard anything about his family in weeks, though he had attended his father's funeral with Daniel. He had wondered why Daniel hadn't been present when he had been told about his parents misfortunes, but his older brother refused to say a thing about it. All in all he seemed to be handling his parents troubles horribly. Wouldn't even let James in the Ravenclaw common room anymore.
"I-I," Hermoine began looking flustered. She looked around the library. "Remus!" She cried in relief.
The Marauder walked over to his girlfriend with a smile on his face. He was still rather shy around Hermoine, but James could tell they liked one another a lot. He waved goodbye to his friends and left to give them privacy. Maybe he could find out what Harry was doing for himself.
He was thinking so hard about his parents and Harry that he barely even noticed that he had knocked right into someone and ended up sprawled on the floor himself.
"Sorry-" he began sitting up and rubbing his head. Then he saw whom he had run into. "Lily?"
The red head looked her usual angry self after a run in with her rival, but there was also something else about her... She looked almost, timid. "Oh it's you James." She said sitting up herself. "I was afraid it was Snape again- keeps knocking me down wherever I go."
Forgetting about Harry, James went to help Lily up. "Snape? What does he do that for?"
Lily accepted James' help, though he hadn't expected that. Usual he received a smack or a harsh comment from the girl when he tried to help her.
"Oh you know how he feels about muggle-borns." She waved her hand about dismissing the point. Then as if remembering she was supposed to be nasty to her enemy she glared at James. "You really shouldn't go tearing down this corridors though James, running into people..."
"You could take your own advise you know," James snapped back. "Besides I wasn't tearing down the corridor, I," he put a hand to his chest. "Was walking. Also I was thinking."
Lily snorted. "Thinking? James Potter thinking. You know I think I should remember this... I'm the first person to ever witness James Potter actually using that dim witted little brain of his! Amazing!"
"You just happen to be jealous of my amazing intellect and vast knowledge." James smiled charmingly.
Once again he was pierced with a glare. "Hardly," was all she said. Then her usual stern expression softened and she looked away. "James?" She asked hardly above a whisper.
He stared at her curiously, this was not at all Lily-like behavior. "What?"
It took a moment for her to answer. "How come we hate each other? How come we stopped being friends?"
Not knowing quite how to answer that, James looked at his feet.
"I mean," Lily continued, not even looking up. "We've known each other longer than anyone, we even spend the holidays together- but we still fight and do all these... tricks. We used to be friends."
"I dunno," James began. "It just happened. Your family decided to raise you muggle, and mine magic. It just happened."
"Yes, but why do we hate each other?"
"I don't hate you Lily," he said in a small voice. "I never hated you."
She sighed. "But you tease me, insult me, embarrass me, trick me..."
"Do you hate me Lily?"
For the first time the girl looked up, and James was surprised to find that her eyes looked hurt and confused. "No," she said in that small voice. "I never hated you."
They both just stood there staring at one another. Both probably remembering when they once were friends, and spending their summers in France with their families, complaining the whole time about the other. James remembered the night that seemed like so long ago now, when Lily had cried with him over his parents. He remembered seeing her on the train during their first year when their rivalry had begun.
Why had things happened like that? Why hadn't they been friends again.
"I'm sorry Lily."
"I'm sorry James."
Once more they looked at one another, then not quite realizing what he was doing James bent down slowly and kissed Lily very lightly. Surprisingly she didn't jump away or slap him, she kissed him back.
A crash sounded through the halls and James and Lily broke apart staring at one another fearfully.
"I told you it wouldn't work!" Peter's panicked voice could be heard echoing through the halls.
Sirius laughed followed. "I didn't think you'd actually do it Wormtail- it was a joke!"
As the voices drew nearer Lily looked at James painfully then took off down the hall in the opposite direction. James looked after her, not quite knowing what to think. What had just happened?
Sirius rounded the corner. "Oy James, run! Snape's bloody mad!" He grabbed his arm and raced down the hall Lily had just followed. Peter was jogging behind them, panting already.
"You'll never believe what this idiot over here just did," he smiled at his friend as they ran, then slowed. His grin faded away. "What's wrong Prongs?"
James didn't answer. He just watched as a wave of long red hair disappeared around the next corner.
Finally Peter caught up. "Why've we stopped?"
At last James turned to his friends with a very confused look upon his face. Sirius stared at him strangely.
"Are you alright?" James forced himself to pull out of his daze.
He smiled. "Fine Padfoot, never better."
Sirius stared after him as James began to walk away. "Nutters that one."
Harry had indeed been busy over the past few weeks. Dumbledore had made both him and his godfather consultants about Voldermort. They were now both racking their memories for any information about the Dark Lord, souring the library, tinkering with spells... they were doing everything basically.
He had even begun to miss classes. Not many at first, but now he usually only got to one a day. Talking with his friends was a thing of the past, as were meals in the Great Hall. Voldermort was all that mattered now. He had become obsessed. He had to save his grand mum. He had to. For James, and for himself.
It was all coming to a close now. For tonight was the night that had been chosen to save Mrs. Potter. Tonight it would all be over. Whether for the better or for the worse. Mad-Eyed Moody himself was saving her. Harry wasn't sure whether to be glad or angered about this. Moody himself was probably a trusting person, but Harry couldn't get over fourth year when Barty Crouch Jr. disguised himself as Moody.
They were all waiting in Dumbledores office. Most of the staff, a few members of the order, Harry, Craley and Dumbledore himself. They had already been waiting for an hour or two and Harry was becoming impatient. No one was talking, no one made a sound, they were barely even breathing.
Fawkes sat in Harry's lap as usual, though for once, he was silent too. There were no soft croons, or lulling phoenix song. Just silence. Harry didn't think he could stand it any longer.
An ear piercing alarm sounded through the office, startling everyone. People toppled out of chairs, knocked over one another and jumped out of their skins. Harry gripped Fawkes to his chest tighter.
Dumbledore alone seemed to remain calm. He moved his arm to flick the switch. He had set up the alarm to tell the moment Moody found Mrs. Potter. He would alert them again once they escaped from Voldermort's fortress safely. All they had to do was wait. Again. Harry hated waiting.
Alright I'm sorry It's taken me longer to update. Schools back in, so I've less time, but I'm still trying to get out one chapter a week for each of my stories. Though if it takes me longer, don't worry I'm going to finish this story to the end. I promise I won't leave you guys hanging. I hate that more than anything. Reading a story and waiting for the end only to find it's been abandoned for months. URGH! So anyways I hope you like this chapter, and as always I'm sorry if I spell something wrong or if I say the older Sirius is 'Craley' or 'Taylor' I can't remember which Sirius from my stories gets which name. But I think you all understand. Or at least I hope you do. Thanks again and especially to those who reviewed.
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by S. L
True to their word, Lily and James treated one another the same as always. Their pranks still went on as horrifying as ever, though with Harry they now had a way to reverse the spells. The only real difference between them was that they were calling one another by their real names.
For their part, the Maruaders tried not to comment to much about the change, Sirius however was quick to point out that the two were madly in love. Lily's friends were even worse. Emily swore she was disgusted, and Anna would begin giggling madly and poke Lily whenever James walked by. It was beginning to become very annoying for both of them.
Ron and Hermoine seemed to be very happy about something as well. Ron would smile every time he caught Lily and James so much as looking at one another and Hermoine would whisper madly to her new boyfriend, who just happened to be Remus. James had no idea what she was saying, but whenever they finished their conversations Remus would look up at James and grin wickedly.
Harry hadn't been hanging around much lately, for he'd been spending a lot more time with Craley lately. Annoyed that his newly regained friend was avoiding him James cornered Hermoine in the library.
"What's Harry doing anyways?" He asked in frustration.
Hermoine shrugged, trying to look natural. "Um... just catching up on the news I suppose."
"It doesn't have anything to do with my mum does it?" James asked hopefully. He hadn't heard anything about his family in weeks, though he had attended his father's funeral with Daniel. He had wondered why Daniel hadn't been present when he had been told about his parents misfortunes, but his older brother refused to say a thing about it. All in all he seemed to be handling his parents troubles horribly. Wouldn't even let James in the Ravenclaw common room anymore.
"I-I," Hermoine began looking flustered. She looked around the library. "Remus!" She cried in relief.
The Marauder walked over to his girlfriend with a smile on his face. He was still rather shy around Hermoine, but James could tell they liked one another a lot. He waved goodbye to his friends and left to give them privacy. Maybe he could find out what Harry was doing for himself.
He was thinking so hard about his parents and Harry that he barely even noticed that he had knocked right into someone and ended up sprawled on the floor himself.
"Sorry-" he began sitting up and rubbing his head. Then he saw whom he had run into. "Lily?"
The red head looked her usual angry self after a run in with her rival, but there was also something else about her... She looked almost, timid. "Oh it's you James." She said sitting up herself. "I was afraid it was Snape again- keeps knocking me down wherever I go."
Forgetting about Harry, James went to help Lily up. "Snape? What does he do that for?"
Lily accepted James' help, though he hadn't expected that. Usual he received a smack or a harsh comment from the girl when he tried to help her.
"Oh you know how he feels about muggle-borns." She waved her hand about dismissing the point. Then as if remembering she was supposed to be nasty to her enemy she glared at James. "You really shouldn't go tearing down this corridors though James, running into people..."
"You could take your own advise you know," James snapped back. "Besides I wasn't tearing down the corridor, I," he put a hand to his chest. "Was walking. Also I was thinking."
Lily snorted. "Thinking? James Potter thinking. You know I think I should remember this... I'm the first person to ever witness James Potter actually using that dim witted little brain of his! Amazing!"
"You just happen to be jealous of my amazing intellect and vast knowledge." James smiled charmingly.
Once again he was pierced with a glare. "Hardly," was all she said. Then her usual stern expression softened and she looked away. "James?" She asked hardly above a whisper.
He stared at her curiously, this was not at all Lily-like behavior. "What?"
It took a moment for her to answer. "How come we hate each other? How come we stopped being friends?"
Not knowing quite how to answer that, James looked at his feet.
"I mean," Lily continued, not even looking up. "We've known each other longer than anyone, we even spend the holidays together- but we still fight and do all these... tricks. We used to be friends."
"I dunno," James began. "It just happened. Your family decided to raise you muggle, and mine magic. It just happened."
"Yes, but why do we hate each other?"
"I don't hate you Lily," he said in a small voice. "I never hated you."
She sighed. "But you tease me, insult me, embarrass me, trick me..."
"Do you hate me Lily?"
For the first time the girl looked up, and James was surprised to find that her eyes looked hurt and confused. "No," she said in that small voice. "I never hated you."
They both just stood there staring at one another. Both probably remembering when they once were friends, and spending their summers in France with their families, complaining the whole time about the other. James remembered the night that seemed like so long ago now, when Lily had cried with him over his parents. He remembered seeing her on the train during their first year when their rivalry had begun.
Why had things happened like that? Why hadn't they been friends again.
"I'm sorry Lily."
"I'm sorry James."
Once more they looked at one another, then not quite realizing what he was doing James bent down slowly and kissed Lily very lightly. Surprisingly she didn't jump away or slap him, she kissed him back.
A crash sounded through the halls and James and Lily broke apart staring at one another fearfully.
"I told you it wouldn't work!" Peter's panicked voice could be heard echoing through the halls.
Sirius laughed followed. "I didn't think you'd actually do it Wormtail- it was a joke!"
As the voices drew nearer Lily looked at James painfully then took off down the hall in the opposite direction. James looked after her, not quite knowing what to think. What had just happened?
Sirius rounded the corner. "Oy James, run! Snape's bloody mad!" He grabbed his arm and raced down the hall Lily had just followed. Peter was jogging behind them, panting already.
"You'll never believe what this idiot over here just did," he smiled at his friend as they ran, then slowed. His grin faded away. "What's wrong Prongs?"
James didn't answer. He just watched as a wave of long red hair disappeared around the next corner.
Finally Peter caught up. "Why've we stopped?"
At last James turned to his friends with a very confused look upon his face. Sirius stared at him strangely.
"Are you alright?" James forced himself to pull out of his daze.
He smiled. "Fine Padfoot, never better."
Sirius stared after him as James began to walk away. "Nutters that one."
Harry had indeed been busy over the past few weeks. Dumbledore had made both him and his godfather consultants about Voldermort. They were now both racking their memories for any information about the Dark Lord, souring the library, tinkering with spells... they were doing everything basically.
He had even begun to miss classes. Not many at first, but now he usually only got to one a day. Talking with his friends was a thing of the past, as were meals in the Great Hall. Voldermort was all that mattered now. He had become obsessed. He had to save his grand mum. He had to. For James, and for himself.
It was all coming to a close now. For tonight was the night that had been chosen to save Mrs. Potter. Tonight it would all be over. Whether for the better or for the worse. Mad-Eyed Moody himself was saving her. Harry wasn't sure whether to be glad or angered about this. Moody himself was probably a trusting person, but Harry couldn't get over fourth year when Barty Crouch Jr. disguised himself as Moody.
They were all waiting in Dumbledores office. Most of the staff, a few members of the order, Harry, Craley and Dumbledore himself. They had already been waiting for an hour or two and Harry was becoming impatient. No one was talking, no one made a sound, they were barely even breathing.
Fawkes sat in Harry's lap as usual, though for once, he was silent too. There were no soft croons, or lulling phoenix song. Just silence. Harry didn't think he could stand it any longer.
An ear piercing alarm sounded through the office, startling everyone. People toppled out of chairs, knocked over one another and jumped out of their skins. Harry gripped Fawkes to his chest tighter.
Dumbledore alone seemed to remain calm. He moved his arm to flick the switch. He had set up the alarm to tell the moment Moody found Mrs. Potter. He would alert them again once they escaped from Voldermort's fortress safely. All they had to do was wait. Again. Harry hated waiting.
Alright I'm sorry It's taken me longer to update. Schools back in, so I've less time, but I'm still trying to get out one chapter a week for each of my stories. Though if it takes me longer, don't worry I'm going to finish this story to the end. I promise I won't leave you guys hanging. I hate that more than anything. Reading a story and waiting for the end only to find it's been abandoned for months. URGH! So anyways I hope you like this chapter, and as always I'm sorry if I spell something wrong or if I say the older Sirius is 'Craley' or 'Taylor' I can't remember which Sirius from my stories gets which name. But I think you all understand. Or at least I hope you do. Thanks again and especially to those who reviewed.
~karina
~Jen
~Sandrine Black
~smileygirlo3
~Gia
~Eternity
~cleary
~Mnemosyne
~sjcw99
~Silveray and Sister Nature
~LilyEvansPotter
~Sarah
~Mayleesa
~Naeginnie6
~Erin :-)
~Caty
~Tap-Chan
~~*Crystal Lily*~
~yilly
~Julian Black
~Aalilayh
Sorry if I forgot you or thanked you twice (not that you'll mid that) but I forget where I leave off... oh well.. I'm hopeless. THANKS!!!
Oh and also thanks to The Mad Monkey with the Magnifying Glass. I saw you put my story under your favorites... thank you so much I'm so glad you like it. I'll be sure to read your story once I get the chance and thanks again!