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The Inevitable
Disclaimer: you've heard it before, NOT MINE! Go sue someone else!
Chapter 2: Un-answered Questions
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*"Hello James, I've been expecting you."*
"Huh? What?" James stumbled around stupidly for a couple of seconds as he tried to regain control of his mind, which was currently still stuck on Lily. "Oh! Professor Dumbledore I need to talk to you, it's.wait, how did you know that I was coming?"
Professor Dumbledore chuckled, "Never mind that James, now, you said that you wanted to talk to me?"
"Oh, yea." a slightly confused James faltered in search of words, "well, I was studying in the Common Room with Lily, and all of a sudden there was this rapping noise on the window.(AN- not re-writing entire thing, so pretend that James is explaining).and well, now I'm here. Professor, what does it all mean? I mean, how did this guy know my mother and .my flower? What is he talking about?" James looked up expectantly at Professor Dumbledore, obviously expecting him to have the answer to everything as usual. As he met his headmaster's eyes, James was shocked to find the usual twinkle in his eyes to be gone, even if only for that split second.
"Ah, yes, well this day has certainly come sooner than I expected." Said Dumbledore looking seriously at James, "I must warn you James, there are decisions you will have to make in the near future that will have both good and bad consequences. Remember James, choose wisely~ you never know when your future will depend on it."
"But, Professor." James started before Dumbledore interrupted him.
"Do not worry James, just be wary. All will be revealed in good time." And with that James turned to leave, unanswered questions churning in his head and his thoughts no clearer than before. Right before he reached the door, James turned upon hearing Dumbledore's voice again. "Remember James, hold those close to you dearly-you never know when they might be gone. Treasure today what you think you might have tomorrow, for tomorrow may never come." and with that, Dumbledore gave James a curt nod that clearly told him that his meeting with the headmaster was over.
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A very confused and tired James walked slowly back to Gryffindor Tower. What *had* Dumbledore meant by that whole today-tomorrow stuff? James had no more answers than when he had rushed out of the common room leaving a stunned Lily behind-he only had more questions after his brief meeting. With a sigh, James sat on the marble base of one of the suits of armor near the Tower entrance. He rubbed his temples as all of this thinking this late at night was beginning to give him a migraine. Realizing that it was definitely way past curfew, and that Malus (the Hogwart's caretaker) would positively enjoy taking 100 points from Gryffindor, James returned to the Gryffindor common room with his mind occupied.
James absent-mindedly gave the password (valus magnus) and walked into the common room, he drifted over to the spiral staircase before a young and scared voice shook him out of his wake.
"No, stop it. *Please*, stop.don't hurt them, not Mr. Fluffy don't! stop it!." thinking the voice came from a 1st year girl, because it was obviously a little girl, James decided to go get lily, and let her handle her when he got to their common room. Not turning around, James was about to continue up the stairs (the Head Girl and Boy rooms were at the very top of the tower behind the portrait of Willy the Wild) before the voice broke the silence once again. This time, James stopped when he regonized her voice. It was the same girl.just, just older-- "Lily?" he asked incredulously into the dark room, "Lily is that you?"
"Stop it Petty! Stop it!" it was most definitely Lily, but she sounded different, like she was 7 or 8 years old-James walked over slowly to the couch, concluding that Lily must have been waiting for him since the couch was the same one they were leaning on earlier.
"No petty, that's *my* coloring book! Daddy.make her give it back to me!"
"*Silencio*"--James placed a silencing charm on the common room so Lily's crys wouldn't wake the whole of Gryffindor House. He didn't know why he didn't just run over and wake Lily up, but something was compelling him to listen, to wait it out.as if at the end there would be something worth listening to.
Lily started to talk again.but this time James regoninzed her voice as 11 year old Lily, the one he had met on the first train to Hogwarts. But she wasn't talking to Emma, Remus, Sirius, or himself.she seemed to be talking to her mother. *that bitch*, he thought.
"But mummy, why can't *I* have new clothes? You bought Petty all new Armani and Gucci clothes.why cant I?" she sounded scared, almost afraid of the answer her mother was giving her in her head. "Because you bought me my supplies for H-H-Hogwarts?" she was crying. "B-but, you said you would! And that nothing would change- me being a witch or not.y-yo-you said you would never lie to me" James was getting anxious, but he couldn't bring himself to wake her. There was silence. Thinking her nightmare was over, James got up from the floor where he was sitting to wake her. He stopped mid-step, when he heard her voice again. She had aged again.he guessed she was about 13 or 14.
"You bitch! You call yourself a mother?" James thought back, Mrs. Evans had wanted to withdraw Lily from Hogwarts saying that it was more important to become a focus in society than to wave a piece of wood and make something fly. But this was different.when she had told him about the fight, she played it off as if it was nothing.
"Freaks? Freaks? Freaks, you say.what do you call the horse of a sister I have? If I'm a freak than she's obviously much worse. You fucking bitch." she started to cry violently. James had a sudden urge to go and comfort her, like he would usually do if she started to cry, but for some reason.he couldn't move.
Lily was immobile on the couch.James took in a sigh of relief thinking it was over, he wasn't sure how much more he wanted to hear. James had always known that Mrs. Evans was not exactly the kindest person to Lily, but he had never imagined her to be this horrible. He was once again jolted out of his thoughts by Lily's voice.this time, he thought, it was present day. She spoke gibberish for a couple of seconds, before breaking out into a hair- curling scream. James had to do something; he tried to jump off the floor- only to find himself unable to. With a gasp, he realized that earlier, he couldn't move.because someone didn't want him to. Somebody wanted him to hear this.
"No, no.not Harry." Lily sounded older, like she was in her 20's, and terrified. James couldn't stop thinking about who Harry might be. "Take me instead.just don't hurt him." she sounded mortified, but brave at the same time.but she was suffering.he had to wake her up. James tried yelling at her for a couple second before realizing it was doing no good. He *had* to get up. James tried in vain to push himself up off the ground.when nothing happened.he only pushed harder, his thoughts only on *lily*. Suddenly there was a flash of gold light.he was free. James ran over to the couch, and had to shake Lily violently for about 30 seconds before she would wake. As soon as she regained her composure, Lily slumped onto James's shoulder crying while he held her and rocked her in his arms. She continued on for about 5 minutes, before she inexpediently stopped and looked James in the eye.
"James, I saw it.I saw it." Lily said in a quiet, almost anxious voice.
"Lily, what are you going on about.you were asleep"
"I saw it James..we're going to die"
The Inevitable
Disclaimer: you've heard it before, NOT MINE! Go sue someone else!
Chapter 2: Un-answered Questions
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*"Hello James, I've been expecting you."*
"Huh? What?" James stumbled around stupidly for a couple of seconds as he tried to regain control of his mind, which was currently still stuck on Lily. "Oh! Professor Dumbledore I need to talk to you, it's.wait, how did you know that I was coming?"
Professor Dumbledore chuckled, "Never mind that James, now, you said that you wanted to talk to me?"
"Oh, yea." a slightly confused James faltered in search of words, "well, I was studying in the Common Room with Lily, and all of a sudden there was this rapping noise on the window.(AN- not re-writing entire thing, so pretend that James is explaining).and well, now I'm here. Professor, what does it all mean? I mean, how did this guy know my mother and .my flower? What is he talking about?" James looked up expectantly at Professor Dumbledore, obviously expecting him to have the answer to everything as usual. As he met his headmaster's eyes, James was shocked to find the usual twinkle in his eyes to be gone, even if only for that split second.
"Ah, yes, well this day has certainly come sooner than I expected." Said Dumbledore looking seriously at James, "I must warn you James, there are decisions you will have to make in the near future that will have both good and bad consequences. Remember James, choose wisely~ you never know when your future will depend on it."
"But, Professor." James started before Dumbledore interrupted him.
"Do not worry James, just be wary. All will be revealed in good time." And with that James turned to leave, unanswered questions churning in his head and his thoughts no clearer than before. Right before he reached the door, James turned upon hearing Dumbledore's voice again. "Remember James, hold those close to you dearly-you never know when they might be gone. Treasure today what you think you might have tomorrow, for tomorrow may never come." and with that, Dumbledore gave James a curt nod that clearly told him that his meeting with the headmaster was over.
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A very confused and tired James walked slowly back to Gryffindor Tower. What *had* Dumbledore meant by that whole today-tomorrow stuff? James had no more answers than when he had rushed out of the common room leaving a stunned Lily behind-he only had more questions after his brief meeting. With a sigh, James sat on the marble base of one of the suits of armor near the Tower entrance. He rubbed his temples as all of this thinking this late at night was beginning to give him a migraine. Realizing that it was definitely way past curfew, and that Malus (the Hogwart's caretaker) would positively enjoy taking 100 points from Gryffindor, James returned to the Gryffindor common room with his mind occupied.
James absent-mindedly gave the password (valus magnus) and walked into the common room, he drifted over to the spiral staircase before a young and scared voice shook him out of his wake.
"No, stop it. *Please*, stop.don't hurt them, not Mr. Fluffy don't! stop it!." thinking the voice came from a 1st year girl, because it was obviously a little girl, James decided to go get lily, and let her handle her when he got to their common room. Not turning around, James was about to continue up the stairs (the Head Girl and Boy rooms were at the very top of the tower behind the portrait of Willy the Wild) before the voice broke the silence once again. This time, James stopped when he regonized her voice. It was the same girl.just, just older-- "Lily?" he asked incredulously into the dark room, "Lily is that you?"
"Stop it Petty! Stop it!" it was most definitely Lily, but she sounded different, like she was 7 or 8 years old-James walked over slowly to the couch, concluding that Lily must have been waiting for him since the couch was the same one they were leaning on earlier.
"No petty, that's *my* coloring book! Daddy.make her give it back to me!"
"*Silencio*"--James placed a silencing charm on the common room so Lily's crys wouldn't wake the whole of Gryffindor House. He didn't know why he didn't just run over and wake Lily up, but something was compelling him to listen, to wait it out.as if at the end there would be something worth listening to.
Lily started to talk again.but this time James regoninzed her voice as 11 year old Lily, the one he had met on the first train to Hogwarts. But she wasn't talking to Emma, Remus, Sirius, or himself.she seemed to be talking to her mother. *that bitch*, he thought.
"But mummy, why can't *I* have new clothes? You bought Petty all new Armani and Gucci clothes.why cant I?" she sounded scared, almost afraid of the answer her mother was giving her in her head. "Because you bought me my supplies for H-H-Hogwarts?" she was crying. "B-but, you said you would! And that nothing would change- me being a witch or not.y-yo-you said you would never lie to me" James was getting anxious, but he couldn't bring himself to wake her. There was silence. Thinking her nightmare was over, James got up from the floor where he was sitting to wake her. He stopped mid-step, when he heard her voice again. She had aged again.he guessed she was about 13 or 14.
"You bitch! You call yourself a mother?" James thought back, Mrs. Evans had wanted to withdraw Lily from Hogwarts saying that it was more important to become a focus in society than to wave a piece of wood and make something fly. But this was different.when she had told him about the fight, she played it off as if it was nothing.
"Freaks? Freaks? Freaks, you say.what do you call the horse of a sister I have? If I'm a freak than she's obviously much worse. You fucking bitch." she started to cry violently. James had a sudden urge to go and comfort her, like he would usually do if she started to cry, but for some reason.he couldn't move.
Lily was immobile on the couch.James took in a sigh of relief thinking it was over, he wasn't sure how much more he wanted to hear. James had always known that Mrs. Evans was not exactly the kindest person to Lily, but he had never imagined her to be this horrible. He was once again jolted out of his thoughts by Lily's voice.this time, he thought, it was present day. She spoke gibberish for a couple of seconds, before breaking out into a hair- curling scream. James had to do something; he tried to jump off the floor- only to find himself unable to. With a gasp, he realized that earlier, he couldn't move.because someone didn't want him to. Somebody wanted him to hear this.
"No, no.not Harry." Lily sounded older, like she was in her 20's, and terrified. James couldn't stop thinking about who Harry might be. "Take me instead.just don't hurt him." she sounded mortified, but brave at the same time.but she was suffering.he had to wake her up. James tried yelling at her for a couple second before realizing it was doing no good. He *had* to get up. James tried in vain to push himself up off the ground.when nothing happened.he only pushed harder, his thoughts only on *lily*. Suddenly there was a flash of gold light.he was free. James ran over to the couch, and had to shake Lily violently for about 30 seconds before she would wake. As soon as she regained her composure, Lily slumped onto James's shoulder crying while he held her and rocked her in his arms. She continued on for about 5 minutes, before she inexpediently stopped and looked James in the eye.
"James, I saw it.I saw it." Lily said in a quiet, almost anxious voice.
"Lily, what are you going on about.you were asleep"
"I saw it James..we're going to die"
