Water Lilies

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A/N: So sorry it has been such a long time. I just got Writer's Block. Watch out, it might be contagious!

Chapter nine in which Lily, Remus, and Sirius talk and James wakes up. ***

Lily Evans woke up the next morning with a horrendous neck ache. She realized she was on a couch. What? Why was she on couch? The previous night's tale came back to her in a rush.

"Should we wake her?" some boy asked.

"Oh course not, Sirius! Let her rest," replied another boy in a whisper. Her eyes opened and she blinked a couple times. "See now you've done it," said the boy, not whispering now. "She's awake."

As Lily sat up, she saw a dark-haired boy who was grinning at her. "Hello, sorry about waking you up. I'm Sirius Black and he-"he pointed to a light- haired boy in the room next door-"is Remus Lupin. What's your name?" he asked.

"It's ok. I'm Lily Evans." Both of them gasped.

"Really?" wondered the boy named Remus as he came over. "They said your name at the Sorting Ceremony but Professor Dumbledore said your parents must have reconsidered."

"Oh no," cried Lily! "My Grandparents abandoned me here. It's already September?!"

"September the second, Sunday, in fact," said Sirius. That didn't help.

"I'm sure Dumbledore will still let you come, he's really kind," said Remus. A strange light gleamed in his eye.

"Are you sure?" asked Lily cautiously. She didn't really believe him.

"Yeah."

"Anyway," said Lily in a lighter tone. "Where's the third boy? The one with glasses. The tree nearly ate him."

"That tree was eating us?!" cried Sirius. Lily nodded. "How in the world...?" Lily shrugged.

"'Willows are thought to be the most, in a sense, magical of all trees. The Whompping Willow, Boire Willow, and Réfléchir Willow are but a few types. The Whompping Willow attacked and being to come near it; the Boire Willow attracts weary male beings with sleep, (this is why Willows are often thought of as female) and absorbs their nutrients as they sleep; last the Réfléchir Willow often gives advice to those who treat it kindly as seen in a Muggle movie, 'Pocahontas'..." Remus quoted.

"Whoa there Remus. What did you do, memorize a textbook?"

"Well actually"-he began.

"That's beside the point," interrupted Lily. "Thank you Remus. We now know that what is out there in the yard is a Boire Willow." Lily stood up and walked over to her bedroom. As she suspected he was laying there peacefully asleep. "Come on; let's take a look at his back." They rolled him over.

The first thought Lily had was: this boy didn't have such a bad body. Oh stop that, she told herself, you are eleven. His shirt was almost completely missing as the tree had absorbed it. Blood was smeared over his back. Lily felt her eyes widen. Not only had the tree taken his shirt, but some skin. "Get a cloth and see if there is anything to wrap or help his back," demanded Lily. Surprised by her dead serious tone, they went to get the items.

She bent down to his ear and lifted his head slightly. "Come on, wake up," she sympathized. "Rise and shine." He grunted and his eyes began to flicker open. Lily nearly dropped his head in surprise. Slowly she let it rest against the pillow. He turned over and yelped with pain. "Sit up now," she said in a soft tone. He sat up with a groan and Lily rushed to support him. He opened his mouth to ask something but Lily shook her head, "Not now, later." He seemed to understand and nodded.

Sirius and Remus burst in. Well, Sirius burst in and Remus followed him in. "James!" exclaimed Sirius as if his birthday come early. Remus hung back and Lily gave Sirius a look. In a tone brooking Lily's limit, Sirius continued, "You were being absorbed by a tree and Lily Evans-yeah the one that was missing-saved us all. The thing took some of your back. Oh and Lily, this is James Potter!" he said really fast, struggling to keep his voice down. Lily and Remus laughed at him. "What?" That made even James laugh outright.

"Remus you have the cloth and peroxide?" He nodded. "Ok, here." She held out her hand and sat behind James on the couch. She wetted the cloth with peroxide. "Now this might sting a little." She dabbed at his back.

He let out a loud "Arg!!!" and flipped around to meet her eyes. "A little! What are you trying to do, woman, kill me?"

Lily pressed the cloth to his cheek and said sweetly, "It works." Then she gave a little push and he turned back. As she proceeded to dab his back he proceeded to wince. And she whispered comforts to him as he and she did. Neither of them noticed they were being watched.