Love, Lily-Chapter Eight
Flight At Night
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Authors Note: This chapter is mostly mush, slush, and FLUFF! If you want humor, read chapter 7. This chapter is my favorite, it's so sweet! A big thank you to Lexie, who was kind enough the review almost every chapter. You guys really keep me going. Well, i better go, anxious to read right?*COUGHNOTCOUGH* Well, erm, in that case go fic-happy!
Lily sat up. Someone was up, standing at the bottom of the stairway. Lily wondered what they were doing up, at this absurd hour. Of corse, she was up, but, after all, she'd had a terrible nightmare. That someone was wearing deep maroon pyjamas, and had unruly black hair. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
Yup, James Potter.
He sat down next to her and stared deeply into the crackling fire. Lily looked up at him, questioning his presence. He put his head into his hands, massging his temples.
'James?" Lily said,
"Yeah?" he said.
"Why're you up?" Lily questioned. He looked up, wrinkles of worry on his forehead. He thought about his answer, and started to speak.
"My mums not very well off," James explained in a quiet voice. Lily's pale face showed with concern.
"How bad?"
"Deathbed," James explained in one word. Lily gasped. James nodded grimly. Tears shone in his dark eyes. He looked down.
"Oh...will she be alright?"
"No.." James trailed off. Lily's eyes grew wide.
"J-James, I'm so sorry.." Lily said.
"Don't apologize now, you can't help it," James said darkly.
"How long does she have?" Lilu asked.
"Not very, they said she won't last past July," James informed her. Lily nodded. James started to sob lightly.
"James, its okay, don't cry," Lily put her hand on his shoulder and whispered into his ear. He looked at her and smiled an empty smile. They both sat there forever, just thinking, silently. He started shaking his head.
"It can't be happening to me," James said.
"James," Lily said lightly. "My parents are dead. Remember? When they died it took me a while to get over it, but Sirius was there for me, he's like a brother. It will be okay eventually." James cocked his head up at her.
"I never knew.."
"Yeah, when I was in third year," Lily said. "Ever wonder why Sirius has been so protective?" James laughed softly.
"Yeah, actually I did.."
"He was right beside me, at the funeral," Lily concluded.
"Wow.." James said.
"Yeah. Oh, and James?"
"Yeah?" he asked.
"If you need anything I'm here always," Lily said, facing the fire once again.
"Lils?"
"Yeah, James?"
"Thanks,' James said. Lily smiled up at James and he kissed her. Soft and first and more deep, until she pulled away, for air.
"I have to go, see you tomorrow," she said suddenly, and ran off into her dorm room. James frowned. 'why does she always run away? i just cant do it, i love her.' james thought silently.
* * *
Lily sat down at the Gryffindor table, in between Arabella and Sirius. James was there, looking sullen. Lily poured syrup on her pancakes, and began eating sloppily, tired from last night. Amos walked over to the table.
"Lily, I forgive you for the other day, and I will go back out with you,' Amos said. Lily looked bewildered.
"I never apologized Amos. I'm not sorry for what I've done. Leave, please," Lily said cooly. Amos's lips turned white. Sirius sniggered. James was feeling lowly(because of his mother), but thought this to be funny.
"Well, when you come to your senses, owl me babe!" Amos shouted, retreating from her sight. Lily laughed lightly.
"He's off his rocker," she commented. Arabella nodded.
"Owl post," Remus announced. And, as if on cue, hundreds of owls flew in from the ceiling, holding every size package you could imagine. The packages were dropped on the respective tables. James caught one.
"Open it, Prongsie!" Sirius coaxed. James opened the light envelope, and his face turned white with horror. He jumped up and ran off back to the Gryffindor Tower.
"What's the matter with him?" Sirius asked.
"I think I know," Lily said in an off-handed voice. Lily chased after James. Sirius shook his head.
"They're nutters," Sirius commented. Arabella agreed completely. When Lily found James, he was sitting on his bed, crying to himself.
"James.." Lily started. She sat down next to him, and put her hand on his shoulder.
"She's gone, isn't she?" Lily asked. James nodded gravely.
"Oh, James, I'm so sorry, it's so horrible," she comforted him. He sniffled a few times.
"Dad wrote me, here," James shoved the unwanted letter towards her. It read:
'James,
Your mother did not make it through the night. However, before her last breath, she wished I told you she loved you dearly. This might not be a shock to you, but you will be griveing, I know. The funeral will be the day after you get out of school. Thank you.
Your Father.'
Lily frowned. Lily had never met James's dad, even though she'd stayed at his house lots of times.
"James, will you be okay? I'll stay with you if you wish," Lily said. James nodded fiercely.
"No, you go to class. Tell them I'm sick. We can't have you missing class," James replied.
"But James--" Lily protested. But she was interrupted.
"No! Go to class and say I won't be there. It's okay, really," he said.
"Are you sure?" Lily asked.
"Yes," James replied, not so sure himself. Lily hugged him tightly, and flew out of the room. She met up with Remus and Arabella, who were waiting in the common room. Sirius grinned, he had been waiting outside thd door.
"What were you doing, dearie?" Sirius said. Lily looked at him angrily, the look Sirius called 'Death Stare of Doom.' He let go of that grin pretty quickly.
"James isn't feeling well," Lily explained, and Remus, Arabella, and Sirius asked no more.
After dinner, Lily headed up to the boys' dorm. James didn't show up for any classes, or dinner. She took sight of him, laying flat on his back, on his bed. He raised up when he saw her. She laid down the plates of food she had brought for him.
"Thanks for all this, Lils," James said. He picked up a plate and started eating a barbeque sandwhich.
"It's okay, I guess I know how it feels," Lily admitted.
"Yeah.." said James. He ate his plates quickly.He laid back down, and Lily laid next to him.
"He didn't love her," James said quietly, almost a whisper.
"Who?" Lily asked.
"My dad. He didn't love her."
"How do you know?" Lily asked him, again.
"He cheated on her, with his secretary. He was always away, never even bought me a birthday present since I was eleven," James said. Lily gasped.
"Oh!" Lily said. James kissed her roughly on the forehead.
"Don't worry about it, though." James said. Lily put her head on his chest, and fell asleep.
* * *
Lily woke up slowly. She found her head on James's chest, and the rest of her on his bed. She rose quickly. James sat up too, eyes still closed.
"What?" he said. Lily pushed him back down gently.
"Go back to bed, honey," she instructed. He kept his eyes closed and started to breathe peacefully. She got up gently, trying not to wake him, and opened the dorm door quickly. She closed it silently and back down the stairs and walked the staircase to the Great Hall. Everyone was already there, the food half gone. Lily sat down and hastily filled her plate, trying to salvage the rest of the food. Sirius plopped down next to her.
"Hey, sista girl. Where's the hubby?" he said in a girlish tone. Lily frowned and he coughed.
"Haha, whom may I ask are you talking about?" Lily asked.
"James and Lily Potter, of course! Sleeping in the same bed," Sirius said, shaking his head in mock-disappointment. "It's all over the Slytherin table!"
"WHAT?!" Lily said, mouth full of half-chewed eggs. She got up and ran out of the full, still carrying her fork in her hand. She bumped into someone.
"Sorry," she mumbled, looking up at who she stepped on. It was James. She smiled.
"Oh, hey, you might want to avoid Severus," she tipped. He looked at her oddly.
"Snape? Why?" James wondered.
"Because we got out, I mean last night leaked out...Sirius, you know," she explained. James frowned. He sped up toward the table. Lily sighed and walked out to the library, bored. She took up a book, Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century , and read into it for hours. She laid back into the comfortable, plush chair, reading about wizards such as Grindelwald and Merlin, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. However, as sharp and smart as she was, she detected no one coming up behind her. They grabbed her book.
"Hey!" she shouted. She turned around and there was James Potter, and her book, the book high up in the air, safely in his hands.(what a runon sentence, lol.) She made a grab for the book, but it was too high, and she too short for her liking. James, 6'2 and Lily, 5'3(there, i changed it lol). She made a mad-grab for his glasses instead, and had success. She jerked them off his face and he stumbled, not being able to see properly. She mumbled a quick "Yes!" and ran off with the glasses. James yelled "Lily!" a few times, and then caught up with her, tripping himself on a step.
"Give up the book, and I'll give up the eyes," she said. James wiggled his eyebrows.
"Feisty, I see. Here's your book," James surrendered. She took the book hastily and gave back his glasses. He picked her up and ran off with her to their common room. Sirius and Remus were playing wizard's chess. Remus saw them come in, and raised an eyebrow.
"James? Did you petrify her again?" Remus wondered. James grinned and shook his head, running himself and Lily up into her dorm room. He threw her onto the bed, and jumped on himself.
"JAMES HAROLD POTTER! YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MY BED DOWN!" she yelled. James wiggled his eyebrows again and tackled her, pinning her down on the bed.
"Hey! I've got an idea!" James suddenly said. Lily sat up quickly.
"What?" Lily asked.
"Let's so outside, I have a surprise," James told her.
"But James, it's only March, it's still chilly out, and it's almost dark," Lily protested. James shook his head.
"Go down to the common room and wait for me. I'll be right back," he told her. She did like he said, and he sneaked into her trunk and grabbed her new racing broom, it had never been used. He ran into his dorm and grabbed his wand and invisibility cloak, to hide the broom. He strutted into the common room and grinned, taking Lily's hand.
"And, step outside, mi'dear, for the time of your life," he said. They stepped outside, and James took the cloak off the Broom. Lily gasp.
"James, you've been in my trunk!" Lily accused. James put on a hurt air.
"Just to get the broom," he told her. Lily nodded, regaining silence. He motioned for her to get onto the broom, and she looked at him, as if deciding whether she should trust him.
"It's okay, I promise, just trust me," he said, noticing her looks. She nodded, and sat upon the broom. James sat behind her and wrapped her arms around his waist. She snuggled into him, as for comfort. He flew them up, high, into the sky.
"Look at the sunset," he pointed out. She did look, and gasped with amazement.
"James, it's beautiful," Lily breathed. He smiled.
"Not as beautiful as you, Lily Flower," James said, kissing her on the cheek. He did a few loop-the-loops, and Lily's grip certainly tightened. James took notice of this.
"It's okay Lily Flower, I'll never let go of you," James assured her. She sighed and sat back, enjoying the scenery. It had turned dark quickly, and the stars peeked out of the sky. Lily pointed at them and James nodded.
"Perfect night," she said. But she must have shivered, of a chilly night, because James took off his cloak and draped it around her shoulders.
"Are you too cold?" James worried. Lily shook her head.
"Just fly, for a little while longer," she coxed, and he did. Finally, he landed them smoothly on the ground. Lily got up, disappointed to be out of James's hold. They walked back to the castle, hand in hand. They reached their dorm entrances, one across the hall from the other. James and Lily kissed each other softly, and Lily climbed into her bed, tired, and snuggled deeper into James's warm cloak. It took her a while to get to sleep, however, because she was used to him being beside her.
Flight At Night
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Authors Note: This chapter is mostly mush, slush, and FLUFF! If you want humor, read chapter 7. This chapter is my favorite, it's so sweet! A big thank you to Lexie, who was kind enough the review almost every chapter. You guys really keep me going. Well, i better go, anxious to read right?*COUGHNOTCOUGH* Well, erm, in that case go fic-happy!
Lily sat up. Someone was up, standing at the bottom of the stairway. Lily wondered what they were doing up, at this absurd hour. Of corse, she was up, but, after all, she'd had a terrible nightmare. That someone was wearing deep maroon pyjamas, and had unruly black hair. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
Yup, James Potter.
He sat down next to her and stared deeply into the crackling fire. Lily looked up at him, questioning his presence. He put his head into his hands, massging his temples.
'James?" Lily said,
"Yeah?" he said.
"Why're you up?" Lily questioned. He looked up, wrinkles of worry on his forehead. He thought about his answer, and started to speak.
"My mums not very well off," James explained in a quiet voice. Lily's pale face showed with concern.
"How bad?"
"Deathbed," James explained in one word. Lily gasped. James nodded grimly. Tears shone in his dark eyes. He looked down.
"Oh...will she be alright?"
"No.." James trailed off. Lily's eyes grew wide.
"J-James, I'm so sorry.." Lily said.
"Don't apologize now, you can't help it," James said darkly.
"How long does she have?" Lilu asked.
"Not very, they said she won't last past July," James informed her. Lily nodded. James started to sob lightly.
"James, its okay, don't cry," Lily put her hand on his shoulder and whispered into his ear. He looked at her and smiled an empty smile. They both sat there forever, just thinking, silently. He started shaking his head.
"It can't be happening to me," James said.
"James," Lily said lightly. "My parents are dead. Remember? When they died it took me a while to get over it, but Sirius was there for me, he's like a brother. It will be okay eventually." James cocked his head up at her.
"I never knew.."
"Yeah, when I was in third year," Lily said. "Ever wonder why Sirius has been so protective?" James laughed softly.
"Yeah, actually I did.."
"He was right beside me, at the funeral," Lily concluded.
"Wow.." James said.
"Yeah. Oh, and James?"
"Yeah?" he asked.
"If you need anything I'm here always," Lily said, facing the fire once again.
"Lils?"
"Yeah, James?"
"Thanks,' James said. Lily smiled up at James and he kissed her. Soft and first and more deep, until she pulled away, for air.
"I have to go, see you tomorrow," she said suddenly, and ran off into her dorm room. James frowned. 'why does she always run away? i just cant do it, i love her.' james thought silently.
* * *
Lily sat down at the Gryffindor table, in between Arabella and Sirius. James was there, looking sullen. Lily poured syrup on her pancakes, and began eating sloppily, tired from last night. Amos walked over to the table.
"Lily, I forgive you for the other day, and I will go back out with you,' Amos said. Lily looked bewildered.
"I never apologized Amos. I'm not sorry for what I've done. Leave, please," Lily said cooly. Amos's lips turned white. Sirius sniggered. James was feeling lowly(because of his mother), but thought this to be funny.
"Well, when you come to your senses, owl me babe!" Amos shouted, retreating from her sight. Lily laughed lightly.
"He's off his rocker," she commented. Arabella nodded.
"Owl post," Remus announced. And, as if on cue, hundreds of owls flew in from the ceiling, holding every size package you could imagine. The packages were dropped on the respective tables. James caught one.
"Open it, Prongsie!" Sirius coaxed. James opened the light envelope, and his face turned white with horror. He jumped up and ran off back to the Gryffindor Tower.
"What's the matter with him?" Sirius asked.
"I think I know," Lily said in an off-handed voice. Lily chased after James. Sirius shook his head.
"They're nutters," Sirius commented. Arabella agreed completely. When Lily found James, he was sitting on his bed, crying to himself.
"James.." Lily started. She sat down next to him, and put her hand on his shoulder.
"She's gone, isn't she?" Lily asked. James nodded gravely.
"Oh, James, I'm so sorry, it's so horrible," she comforted him. He sniffled a few times.
"Dad wrote me, here," James shoved the unwanted letter towards her. It read:
'James,
Your mother did not make it through the night. However, before her last breath, she wished I told you she loved you dearly. This might not be a shock to you, but you will be griveing, I know. The funeral will be the day after you get out of school. Thank you.
Your Father.'
Lily frowned. Lily had never met James's dad, even though she'd stayed at his house lots of times.
"James, will you be okay? I'll stay with you if you wish," Lily said. James nodded fiercely.
"No, you go to class. Tell them I'm sick. We can't have you missing class," James replied.
"But James--" Lily protested. But she was interrupted.
"No! Go to class and say I won't be there. It's okay, really," he said.
"Are you sure?" Lily asked.
"Yes," James replied, not so sure himself. Lily hugged him tightly, and flew out of the room. She met up with Remus and Arabella, who were waiting in the common room. Sirius grinned, he had been waiting outside thd door.
"What were you doing, dearie?" Sirius said. Lily looked at him angrily, the look Sirius called 'Death Stare of Doom.' He let go of that grin pretty quickly.
"James isn't feeling well," Lily explained, and Remus, Arabella, and Sirius asked no more.
After dinner, Lily headed up to the boys' dorm. James didn't show up for any classes, or dinner. She took sight of him, laying flat on his back, on his bed. He raised up when he saw her. She laid down the plates of food she had brought for him.
"Thanks for all this, Lils," James said. He picked up a plate and started eating a barbeque sandwhich.
"It's okay, I guess I know how it feels," Lily admitted.
"Yeah.." said James. He ate his plates quickly.He laid back down, and Lily laid next to him.
"He didn't love her," James said quietly, almost a whisper.
"Who?" Lily asked.
"My dad. He didn't love her."
"How do you know?" Lily asked him, again.
"He cheated on her, with his secretary. He was always away, never even bought me a birthday present since I was eleven," James said. Lily gasped.
"Oh!" Lily said. James kissed her roughly on the forehead.
"Don't worry about it, though." James said. Lily put her head on his chest, and fell asleep.
* * *
Lily woke up slowly. She found her head on James's chest, and the rest of her on his bed. She rose quickly. James sat up too, eyes still closed.
"What?" he said. Lily pushed him back down gently.
"Go back to bed, honey," she instructed. He kept his eyes closed and started to breathe peacefully. She got up gently, trying not to wake him, and opened the dorm door quickly. She closed it silently and back down the stairs and walked the staircase to the Great Hall. Everyone was already there, the food half gone. Lily sat down and hastily filled her plate, trying to salvage the rest of the food. Sirius plopped down next to her.
"Hey, sista girl. Where's the hubby?" he said in a girlish tone. Lily frowned and he coughed.
"Haha, whom may I ask are you talking about?" Lily asked.
"James and Lily Potter, of course! Sleeping in the same bed," Sirius said, shaking his head in mock-disappointment. "It's all over the Slytherin table!"
"WHAT?!" Lily said, mouth full of half-chewed eggs. She got up and ran out of the full, still carrying her fork in her hand. She bumped into someone.
"Sorry," she mumbled, looking up at who she stepped on. It was James. She smiled.
"Oh, hey, you might want to avoid Severus," she tipped. He looked at her oddly.
"Snape? Why?" James wondered.
"Because we got out, I mean last night leaked out...Sirius, you know," she explained. James frowned. He sped up toward the table. Lily sighed and walked out to the library, bored. She took up a book, Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century , and read into it for hours. She laid back into the comfortable, plush chair, reading about wizards such as Grindelwald and Merlin, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. However, as sharp and smart as she was, she detected no one coming up behind her. They grabbed her book.
"Hey!" she shouted. She turned around and there was James Potter, and her book, the book high up in the air, safely in his hands.(what a runon sentence, lol.) She made a grab for the book, but it was too high, and she too short for her liking. James, 6'2 and Lily, 5'3(there, i changed it lol). She made a mad-grab for his glasses instead, and had success. She jerked them off his face and he stumbled, not being able to see properly. She mumbled a quick "Yes!" and ran off with the glasses. James yelled "Lily!" a few times, and then caught up with her, tripping himself on a step.
"Give up the book, and I'll give up the eyes," she said. James wiggled his eyebrows.
"Feisty, I see. Here's your book," James surrendered. She took the book hastily and gave back his glasses. He picked her up and ran off with her to their common room. Sirius and Remus were playing wizard's chess. Remus saw them come in, and raised an eyebrow.
"James? Did you petrify her again?" Remus wondered. James grinned and shook his head, running himself and Lily up into her dorm room. He threw her onto the bed, and jumped on himself.
"JAMES HAROLD POTTER! YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MY BED DOWN!" she yelled. James wiggled his eyebrows again and tackled her, pinning her down on the bed.
"Hey! I've got an idea!" James suddenly said. Lily sat up quickly.
"What?" Lily asked.
"Let's so outside, I have a surprise," James told her.
"But James, it's only March, it's still chilly out, and it's almost dark," Lily protested. James shook his head.
"Go down to the common room and wait for me. I'll be right back," he told her. She did like he said, and he sneaked into her trunk and grabbed her new racing broom, it had never been used. He ran into his dorm and grabbed his wand and invisibility cloak, to hide the broom. He strutted into the common room and grinned, taking Lily's hand.
"And, step outside, mi'dear, for the time of your life," he said. They stepped outside, and James took the cloak off the Broom. Lily gasp.
"James, you've been in my trunk!" Lily accused. James put on a hurt air.
"Just to get the broom," he told her. Lily nodded, regaining silence. He motioned for her to get onto the broom, and she looked at him, as if deciding whether she should trust him.
"It's okay, I promise, just trust me," he said, noticing her looks. She nodded, and sat upon the broom. James sat behind her and wrapped her arms around his waist. She snuggled into him, as for comfort. He flew them up, high, into the sky.
"Look at the sunset," he pointed out. She did look, and gasped with amazement.
"James, it's beautiful," Lily breathed. He smiled.
"Not as beautiful as you, Lily Flower," James said, kissing her on the cheek. He did a few loop-the-loops, and Lily's grip certainly tightened. James took notice of this.
"It's okay Lily Flower, I'll never let go of you," James assured her. She sighed and sat back, enjoying the scenery. It had turned dark quickly, and the stars peeked out of the sky. Lily pointed at them and James nodded.
"Perfect night," she said. But she must have shivered, of a chilly night, because James took off his cloak and draped it around her shoulders.
"Are you too cold?" James worried. Lily shook her head.
"Just fly, for a little while longer," she coxed, and he did. Finally, he landed them smoothly on the ground. Lily got up, disappointed to be out of James's hold. They walked back to the castle, hand in hand. They reached their dorm entrances, one across the hall from the other. James and Lily kissed each other softly, and Lily climbed into her bed, tired, and snuggled deeper into James's warm cloak. It took her a while to get to sleep, however, because she was used to him being beside her.
