James was driving his car trying his best to keep his trembling hands to keep still; tears were brimming in his chocolate brown eyes. He was breathing hard, trying to relax. His face was twisting in lots of different ways because of shock that one of his best friends of seven or more years was actually dead. His forehead was filled with droplets of sweat.

I won't cry! James Potter NEVER cries! But I still can't believe it, I mean Peter? Dead? How could that be? Who would want to kill him? Why am I so sure any way? We're not even 100% correct that he is Peter! And he is way back in Great Britain with Sirius, Remus, and every body having fun! So why in all hell am I worrying?

He smiled a little, yeah the brain might be right, and Peter could still be alive. There was a possibility he isn't. But still there was the other hand.

The light turned red.

He closed his eyes and allowed the tears to be shed. He let his head lie on the wheel and let his hands drop on…wherever. He remembered the times at Hogwarts, all the times they pulled pranks on Slytherins especially on Snape, using his invisibility cloak. He had to laugh there and then, I mean sure Peter screwed up most of the times but he was still a friend, right? (We certainly know that he was absolutely NO friend at all)

The light turned green again, and he was pulled back into reality. He missed everyone, even the professors, but he can't go back because of the 'thing-that-happened-that-forced-him-to-move-to-America' incident. (Don't worry you'll know soon enough)

***

He arrived at the hospital at last. As he made his way to room 317 he came across the nurse Lily was talking to. And made him stop, to have a short conversation with.

 "What's the matter?" she said, "you look like you've been hit by a truck."

James kept his gaze to his newly polished shoes and said, "I-its nothing," of course Jane didn't buy it.

 "You can talk to me, James," she informed with a smile.

Maybe I can trust her.

 "M-my…a…th-there was a b-body found in the head quarters," he ran his fingers through his messy black hair and looked up, "and he was my f-friend at school, one of my best that is" his glasses were full of mist, so he got them off and cleaned them with his shirt.

 "I'm sorry," the nurse addressed with sympathy, and patted his back gently.

"Oh, its ok, we're not exactly sure anyway" he answered then made a highly, obviously fake laugh.

He reached the room minutes after his chat with Jane and surprisingly saw Lily actually sitting on the hospital bed. He smiled at least she still doesn't know a thing about…anything and walked closer to the bed. "Well your doing very well, my dear" he said as he showed himself in front of her.

"James, I wasn't expecting you until later," she explained, "this is suppose to be your surprise, well was" she giggled.

James gave her a peck on the forehead and sat down the bed. "What did Tom do to you?" Lily asked

 "What do you mean, Lily?"

 "Wel,l has he fired you? You look like all heaven and earth has fallen over you," she said laying herself on the bed again.

Should I tell her? Will I? Or should I just explain every thing about witchcraft and stuff? But then she'll know everything. James debated mentally.

He didn't answer for a while so Lily thought it was drastic and left the topic out. "Harry said I can leave the day after tomorrow, and that I'm his favorite patient because I was fast to recover from…everything, can you believe he is just 27?" Lily gossiped.

James smiled "Now where'd you got that information?" he chuckled.'

   "Jane, told me, she has her eye on him," she laughed then imitated Jane's voice and said, "'oh, I swear he's the cutest guy I've ever met, those sparkling blue enchanting eyes, his very brown hair that can be mistaken with black, he is just so adorable…'"

James laughed with Lily. "I agree with her you know, I think he is cute" she announced.

James put on his puppy dog eyes and whined, "But what about poor, forgotten, sweet, handsomer James?"

The red head giggled, "you're cuter, happy?"

***

A day had passed quickly. Tom didn't bother James because he figured to let him get use to…well losing some one and left the case for James to solve in the future.

Lily was all packed and ready to go but James was still sleeping and decided to wake him. "James, wake up" she whispered as she shook him slightly. "James, I want to go now!" she whined and strangled him.

James woke up almost out of breath and saw Lily…killing him? He gasped, Lily opened her eyes and stopped whining, "Oh my God, James I'm so sorry!" she apologized,

 "Its ok, why are you up so early?" he asked sleepily.

 "We're going home!" she cheered while she danced around the room, "I mean I've been stuck in this crapy old room for so long!"

Oh, yeah, she's released today and is going home, WAIT A DAMN MINUTE! I can't take her to my apartment; it's like a dump1! And I can't take her to her house because she'll wonder why I don't have any clothes there! My God! I'm in a serious dilemma! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

James's eyes opened wide, where in the world is he going to take her? I'm a dead man!

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