A Time Out of Memory
by S. L
Susan Potter fixed Harry with a stare unlike anything he'd ever experienced. He felt stripped of all armor, that she saw him for what, and who, he really was. He stared back wondering if reality, she really did.
James was breathing heavily and Sean's face was unreadable, but his grand mum's... she just met his gaze evenly, a frown between her brows. The four stood that way for a long while, how long, not one of them knew. No one wanted to be the first to break the dangerous silence.
It was lucky then that Daniel burst through the door when he did. Harry had not yet seen his uncle, but he had heard James mention him once or twice. At that moment Harry didn't think much of him. Instead of what seemed to be the traditional Potter unkempt black hair, Daniel had smooth, blond hair with a slight curl on it's end. That wasn't what made Harry feel unnerved, it was that there was something about the way the boy acted that made him feel uneasy, and the fact that in all the plans to rescue his mother, he had not even been present.
"Mum!" The boy threw himself at his mother unaware of the thoughts that were running through Harry's head. The woman just gasped at the extra weight.
It was then that Harry decided he had better make his leave, knowing Sean would follow him. This was a family reunion, and what part did he hold in that? James was cautious enough around him as it was.
"Don't look so gloomy," Sean said, trying to smile. "We'll sort things out in the morning and then life can get back to the way it should be.... er... or the way it is. I guess we really should be in our own time..."
Harry smiled at his godfather's efforts. "I understand, I think I'm just going to go and find Ron and Hermoine. I haven't really talked to them in a while. I think they've been letting me have my time with the Marauders. I've been unfair though."
"Ah, there fine," Sean said ruffling his hair then waving as he strode away from his godson. Harry just stood there for another moment watching as the man left.
Speaking with his best friends turned out to be harder than he would have thought, Harry soon found. He felt as if he was back in his forth year when he had narrowly escaped Voldermort at his rebirth. He hadn't wanted to talk much then either.
His friends understood though. They did so much for him. It was enough just to sit there with them again and play a couple of games of wizarding chess. It was almost like they were back in their own years again.
Long after their classmates had gone to bed, and the common room had darkened slightly, the three friends were finally able to talk.
"He's marked her," Harry said slowly. "Just like me, but intentionally. He's only taken a piece of her, not given anything away."
They looked at each other for a minute then back at Harry. "So what's going to happen?"
He shrugged. "I dunno. She'll live for the time being though. I-I felt him. When I touched her. Like with the dark mark... it hurt so bad. I passed out too, but Sirius and Dumbledore put up the shielding charms, I didn't want to hurt anyone."
"Good," Hermoine said business like. "You know Harry, I'm sure there's some spell we can put on you to keep yourself from doing that when you don't want to. You just get startled so easily."
"Yes, but," Ron added defensively. "If something happens, then Harry looses that defense. I mean I know it's just an automatic reaction to just let loose every spell he knows the moment he wakes up like that, but still having us hurt just a little bit every once in a while is better. Better than Harry or all of us being stuck without that extra bit. It could help save his life."
Next Hermoine and Ron began to argue and Harry ran his hands through his hair. He was smiling. It was nice to be with his real friends again. To belong again. Even to hear them fight. It was nice.
Suddenly he began laughing. They turned to look at him strangely.
"Stop! Let's just talk of other things," he thought for a minute then smiled at Hermoine slyly. "How goes it with Remus then."
Hermoine wrinkled his nose. "Weird! I mean... he's going to be... well," she blushed. "It's not bad is it Harry?" She sounded like she needed reassurance so Ron and Harry hastily shook their heads. "It feels strange to me all the same... but he's so nice and I can't say no... I just..." She threw her hands up in exasperation. "It's just odd!"
"Speaking of odd," Ron put in. "What about your parents Harry? When are they supposed to hook up? It's already seventh year!"
He smiled slyly. "Oh I think they're pretty close already, though they don't know it. It will be interesting to see it unwind." He ran his fingers through his hair again. "You don't know how weird it is to see them."
"Tell me about it!" Ron called out. "I mean my mum..." he stopped realizing this wasn't the same thing at all. "Oh sorry Harry, I forgot for a second..."
Harry shook his head. "No it's alright, I understand."
After that they stopped talking for a while and just basked in silence again. It was nice. Everything felt nice.
James watched out for his mum carefully, ducking in during breaks and meals to see how she was. The weeks passed and she seemed to be feeling better. Many times as he popped in he found Harry there talking to her about random things. He didn't know why he was there, but for some reason felt grateful. Daniel was rarely there and he was her own son! Harry didn't even know her at all!
They were very strange times. The wars between Lily and him had ended completely and something was changing between them. He still remembered the kiss and know she did too by the rosy color her checks would turn whenever she caught him looking at her. He couldn't quite bring himself to do anything about it. After they had spent so many years as enemies how could he?
He wasn't the only one to notice the change either. Everyone commented on it, but no one got anywhere near the truth. Sirius was still going on about weddings and children and all that nonsense. At those times James would just smack his friend lightly across the head and make a comment equally as nasty about Sirius and Emily whom had begun dating for some fantastically weird reason.
It had been completely out of the blue, one day Sirius was being his usual obnoxious self and Emily as mean tempered as usual, then the next they were both acting the exact same way except with one another's arms wrapped around them. It was all very strange.
He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that he had rammed into someone. He fell to the ground then looked up ready to apologies only to find Lily sprawled on the ground across from him. They were in the very same place that they had collided that first time, when he had kissed her.
He had meant to apologies, but instead "Lily," was the only thing that came out of his mouth.
Slowly, she nodded, her eyes wide with shock. There was no snide remark, nothing. They were both too afraid to say anything. "James," she said.
They were calling one another by their first names.
"What... what are you doing here?" He asked trying to sound casual and failing miserable.
She didn't do much better than him. "Nothing. You?"
"Nothing."
"Oh."
They were silent for a moment still sitting on the floor. Then she licked her lips.
"James?" She said her voice shaking slightly. "W-why did you do that... last time..."
He knew what she was talking about immediately and looked away as he blushed slightly. He wasn't easily embarrassed. "I'm sorry... I didn't think... I mean to say I wasn't... I'm sorry..."
Once again she nodded, then looked down. "No, don't be... I was just going to say.. that I liked it." Her voice was barely above a whisper.
His heart beat faster. She liked it? He scooted closer to her until they were side by side. "Could I... could I again?"
She turned her head, her teeth sunk slightly into her bottom lip. Her face was unreadable, but she nodded slowly. "Please," was all she said.
Then next thing James knew they were both leaning forward then there lips pressed together once again.
Awwww... okay kinda weird and corny, but whatever. I'm not good at romance. Oh well, it's a short chapter, because I thought this was a good place to stop... oh and because I couldn't think of anything more to add right this moment. Give me a day to think about it.. Um... thanks for reading and please review as always. And I think that's it!!! THANKS!!!
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by S. L
Susan Potter fixed Harry with a stare unlike anything he'd ever experienced. He felt stripped of all armor, that she saw him for what, and who, he really was. He stared back wondering if reality, she really did.
James was breathing heavily and Sean's face was unreadable, but his grand mum's... she just met his gaze evenly, a frown between her brows. The four stood that way for a long while, how long, not one of them knew. No one wanted to be the first to break the dangerous silence.
It was lucky then that Daniel burst through the door when he did. Harry had not yet seen his uncle, but he had heard James mention him once or twice. At that moment Harry didn't think much of him. Instead of what seemed to be the traditional Potter unkempt black hair, Daniel had smooth, blond hair with a slight curl on it's end. That wasn't what made Harry feel unnerved, it was that there was something about the way the boy acted that made him feel uneasy, and the fact that in all the plans to rescue his mother, he had not even been present.
"Mum!" The boy threw himself at his mother unaware of the thoughts that were running through Harry's head. The woman just gasped at the extra weight.
It was then that Harry decided he had better make his leave, knowing Sean would follow him. This was a family reunion, and what part did he hold in that? James was cautious enough around him as it was.
"Don't look so gloomy," Sean said, trying to smile. "We'll sort things out in the morning and then life can get back to the way it should be.... er... or the way it is. I guess we really should be in our own time..."
Harry smiled at his godfather's efforts. "I understand, I think I'm just going to go and find Ron and Hermoine. I haven't really talked to them in a while. I think they've been letting me have my time with the Marauders. I've been unfair though."
"Ah, there fine," Sean said ruffling his hair then waving as he strode away from his godson. Harry just stood there for another moment watching as the man left.
Speaking with his best friends turned out to be harder than he would have thought, Harry soon found. He felt as if he was back in his forth year when he had narrowly escaped Voldermort at his rebirth. He hadn't wanted to talk much then either.
His friends understood though. They did so much for him. It was enough just to sit there with them again and play a couple of games of wizarding chess. It was almost like they were back in their own years again.
Long after their classmates had gone to bed, and the common room had darkened slightly, the three friends were finally able to talk.
"He's marked her," Harry said slowly. "Just like me, but intentionally. He's only taken a piece of her, not given anything away."
They looked at each other for a minute then back at Harry. "So what's going to happen?"
He shrugged. "I dunno. She'll live for the time being though. I-I felt him. When I touched her. Like with the dark mark... it hurt so bad. I passed out too, but Sirius and Dumbledore put up the shielding charms, I didn't want to hurt anyone."
"Good," Hermoine said business like. "You know Harry, I'm sure there's some spell we can put on you to keep yourself from doing that when you don't want to. You just get startled so easily."
"Yes, but," Ron added defensively. "If something happens, then Harry looses that defense. I mean I know it's just an automatic reaction to just let loose every spell he knows the moment he wakes up like that, but still having us hurt just a little bit every once in a while is better. Better than Harry or all of us being stuck without that extra bit. It could help save his life."
Next Hermoine and Ron began to argue and Harry ran his hands through his hair. He was smiling. It was nice to be with his real friends again. To belong again. Even to hear them fight. It was nice.
Suddenly he began laughing. They turned to look at him strangely.
"Stop! Let's just talk of other things," he thought for a minute then smiled at Hermoine slyly. "How goes it with Remus then."
Hermoine wrinkled his nose. "Weird! I mean... he's going to be... well," she blushed. "It's not bad is it Harry?" She sounded like she needed reassurance so Ron and Harry hastily shook their heads. "It feels strange to me all the same... but he's so nice and I can't say no... I just..." She threw her hands up in exasperation. "It's just odd!"
"Speaking of odd," Ron put in. "What about your parents Harry? When are they supposed to hook up? It's already seventh year!"
He smiled slyly. "Oh I think they're pretty close already, though they don't know it. It will be interesting to see it unwind." He ran his fingers through his hair again. "You don't know how weird it is to see them."
"Tell me about it!" Ron called out. "I mean my mum..." he stopped realizing this wasn't the same thing at all. "Oh sorry Harry, I forgot for a second..."
Harry shook his head. "No it's alright, I understand."
After that they stopped talking for a while and just basked in silence again. It was nice. Everything felt nice.
James watched out for his mum carefully, ducking in during breaks and meals to see how she was. The weeks passed and she seemed to be feeling better. Many times as he popped in he found Harry there talking to her about random things. He didn't know why he was there, but for some reason felt grateful. Daniel was rarely there and he was her own son! Harry didn't even know her at all!
They were very strange times. The wars between Lily and him had ended completely and something was changing between them. He still remembered the kiss and know she did too by the rosy color her checks would turn whenever she caught him looking at her. He couldn't quite bring himself to do anything about it. After they had spent so many years as enemies how could he?
He wasn't the only one to notice the change either. Everyone commented on it, but no one got anywhere near the truth. Sirius was still going on about weddings and children and all that nonsense. At those times James would just smack his friend lightly across the head and make a comment equally as nasty about Sirius and Emily whom had begun dating for some fantastically weird reason.
It had been completely out of the blue, one day Sirius was being his usual obnoxious self and Emily as mean tempered as usual, then the next they were both acting the exact same way except with one another's arms wrapped around them. It was all very strange.
He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that he had rammed into someone. He fell to the ground then looked up ready to apologies only to find Lily sprawled on the ground across from him. They were in the very same place that they had collided that first time, when he had kissed her.
He had meant to apologies, but instead "Lily," was the only thing that came out of his mouth.
Slowly, she nodded, her eyes wide with shock. There was no snide remark, nothing. They were both too afraid to say anything. "James," she said.
They were calling one another by their first names.
"What... what are you doing here?" He asked trying to sound casual and failing miserable.
She didn't do much better than him. "Nothing. You?"
"Nothing."
"Oh."
They were silent for a moment still sitting on the floor. Then she licked her lips.
"James?" She said her voice shaking slightly. "W-why did you do that... last time..."
He knew what she was talking about immediately and looked away as he blushed slightly. He wasn't easily embarrassed. "I'm sorry... I didn't think... I mean to say I wasn't... I'm sorry..."
Once again she nodded, then looked down. "No, don't be... I was just going to say.. that I liked it." Her voice was barely above a whisper.
His heart beat faster. She liked it? He scooted closer to her until they were side by side. "Could I... could I again?"
She turned her head, her teeth sunk slightly into her bottom lip. Her face was unreadable, but she nodded slowly. "Please," was all she said.
Then next thing James knew they were both leaning forward then there lips pressed together once again.
Awwww... okay kinda weird and corny, but whatever. I'm not good at romance. Oh well, it's a short chapter, because I thought this was a good place to stop... oh and because I couldn't think of anything more to add right this moment. Give me a day to think about it.. Um... thanks for reading and please review as always. And I think that's it!!! THANKS!!!
~Lee
~Kay Potter 13
~Artemis-chan
~SuNnY GuRL
~Kaylin
~Emerald Bubbles
~Angie
~alli
~mandraco
~BK
~Piri Malfoy
~Erin :-)
~Bad Gurl
~Orange
~Elena
~NocturnalFerri
~SailorChibi
~Jcorrington
~Sirena Oculare
~Starlight Eve
~RicaSieg
~Ghost Dancer
~Aalilyah
~Music Topaz
~Tiger Lily
~Tara
~Sicichan Hirameki
~Tap-Chan
~AngelStar88
~Gia
~Lady FoxFire
~smileygirlo3
~Midnight Owl
~Baka no Minna