A/N: Sorry about that seeker/chaser mixup. I thought that the first book had clarified the fact that James was a seeker, but it was only the movie, sorry, guys! :( Anyway, I changed it a bit, to make it correct. Read on, and sorry it's a little late!
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
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Trashcan: Thanx a bunch! Here you are ..
PVBookworm: Muchos Gracias! Glad you like my spin!
jinxy: Thanks for putting me on your favorite author's list! I think you're the first one to do that! About the broom scene, well, I HAVE seen that quite a bit. I love them, but most of them are EXACTLY the same! So, mine wasn't a 'romantic broom ride under a moonlit sky' deal. I changed it for the better, I hope!
Glumfrog: Thanx!!! love your story!
Tapaidh Sidh: Thank you again! And thank you so much for pointing that out! That's an example of why I ask for reviews, without you guys I would be hopeless! I will get around to reading that, I actually plan to read it as soon as I finish adding this chapter! HEY EVERYONE! READ 'GRAVY AND PEAS' BY TAPAIDH SIDH!!!!!! Thanks, guys!:)
Shorti: Merci! Love ya tons!
jules182hprox: Thank you so much, for the praise! And I love your story! I've said it before! Here's your chapter!
NOW, ON WITH CHAPTER 4!
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CHAPTER 4: A SHOULDER TO CRY ON
James and Lily turned the corner, and gasped. There, hovering over the Evans's house, was a single smokey green skull with a snake protruding from its mouth. The Dark Mark. Lily fainted.
'That's twice,' James thought bitterly. He lifted her up, cradled in his arms, and carried her over to her front lawn, where aurors already scoured the scene.
He sat down, and again laid her head in his lap. 'Not Lily. Not this angel. Not my angel,' James thought, angry beyond words. 'She doesn't deserve this. What has she ever done wrong?' Then and there, James vowed to hurt Voldemort deep, to avenge Lily's parents, for he only assumed the worst had happened.
Roughly fifteen minutes later, Lily woke up. "James, what hap-" she began groggily, but suddenly recalled why she had fainted. She sat up, and looked at James. "James, please, come with me," she pleaded softly. "Maybe they're not ... " her words trailed off as a single tear slid down her cheek.
James nodded, and stood up. He aided Lily in rising to her feet, and took her hand. Lily was trembling from head to toe, not knowing how long she could stand the suspense, how long she could stand not knowing. She glanced at James one more time, and nodded. Together, they walked into the front door.
James sighed inwardly. There, on the living room floor, lay the corses of Anne Marie and Jacob Evans, both with looks of pure terror on their faces.
Lily was crying silently, tears streaming down her face. She left James, and ran through the kitchen and up the stairs, into her bedroom.
James followed her with his eyes, and went outside to consult with the aurors.
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"Lily," James called through her bedroom door. He waited a moment. "Lily, please."
"Come in," Lily said, in a voice very unlike her own.
James opened the door slowly, and his heart broke at what he saw. Lily was sitting cross-legged on her bed, wallowing in her agony. He rushed over to her, sitting on the bed beside her, and took one of her hands in both of his. He looked her in the eyes.
"Lily, I talked to the aurors." Lily's eyes flicked away, but she continued to listen. "It was Voldemort's supporters, Lily. Your parents were just another muggle family on their list." Lily pulled her hand away as if burned. James continued slowly. "They said their deaths were painless, Lily."
Lily jumped off the bed, sending him a death glare. "What about my pain, James? You call this painless?" she yelled. She was about to crumple to the floor, but again, James got their first.
Lily was crying freely now, and James just held her. He was, yet again, her shoulder to cry on.
Some time later, James realized that Lily had fallen asleep. He carried her over to her bed, and pulled a blanket over her. He sat down on the single chair in her room, and soon he too was asleep.
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Around two o'clock that afternoon, James woke up, starving. He glanced over at Lily. James hated seeing her like this, so helpless and vulnerable. There was no way he could leave her like this, he had decided.
Soon after, Lily awoke, and noticed James watching her. She felt horrible about the way she had blown up at James.
"James?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm sorry."
"I know." The room echoed in silence.
"James?"
"Yes, Lily?"
"Thank you."
The two stayed there, Lily lying in bed and James on the chair, for another hour. Suddenly, James rose. He walked over to the bedroom door, and stopped. He turned around and watched Lily, who was staring off at nothing in particular. He wanted so much to hold her, to comfort her, but she wasn't his to comfort.
James sighed, and left the room, closing the door behind him. He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. His stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten in a very long time. James began searching for something to eat. He finally settled on the idea of turkey sandwiches, and began making one for himself and another for Lily.
After the sandwiches were finished, James slowly walked into the all-too-familiar living room. James released a breath he didn't even knwo he had been holding as he viewed the room. All evidense of the murders was erased.
James walked back into the kitchen and placed the newly-made sandwiches on a plate. He trudged up the stairs, carrying their lunch, and slowly opened the door. Lily was still in the same position he had left her in.
James entered the room, closing the door behind him. He sat down on the end of the bed, and began to eat. Soon only Lily's sandwich remained, and James walked over and knelt down at the head of Lily's bed. Her cheeks were dry and tear-stained, and her eyes seemed lifeless.
"Lily, you know you can't stay here. I can't leave you like this," James told her.
After a long bout of silence, Lily responded. "James, where eill I go? I have no one to turn to, I--"
James silenced her, placing a finger to her lips. "Don't think for one minute that you're alone, Lily. You'll get through this, with the help of friends. If you cut yourself off from your friends in times of need, you lose sight of the light at the end of the tunnel, and become completely swallowed in utter darkness.
"Lily, you're in no state to be alone. You need to get out of here," James paused, not quite sure if he dared to say what he had planned to suggest. Finally, his Gryffindor courage won, and he continued. "You can stay at my house tonight, Lily, and in the morning I can owl Delia, and perhaps she would be able to have you for the remainder of the summer, if you'd like."
Lily, who was crying again soundlessly, only nodded.
"Here, Lily, eat this," James said, pushing the sandwich towards her. "I'll owl my mother." He brushed her hair out of her face. "You're going to get through this, Lily."
James rose and walked over to Lily's desk. He found some parchment and a quill, and began writing.
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At five o'clock that afternoon, Lily was packed. James was carrying Lily's trunk and one of her bags down the stairs, with Lily right begind him, carrying a knapsack. Just then, Petunia stormed in the front door, tears streaming down her face and a look of pure hatred etched on her face.
James set Lily's thinkgs down at the foot of the stairs, and Lily did the same, standing slightly begind James for protection.
"You!" Petunia spat, pointing around at Lily. "I HATE you! I've always known what you are! You're a freak! And YOU killed our parents!" Lily was again crying. "Yes, you!" she continued. "If it weren't for you, they'd still be alive! If it weren't fo ryou, they'd be here, reading a book, or watching the news, or doing a hundred other things!" Petunia was positively venting with outrage. "I wish you'd never been born!" she hissed.
All the while, Lily just stood there, taking every insult as a blow to her heart. James could take it no longer. He stepped in front of Lily, blocking her from Petunia's line of fire.
"How dare you!" he said, all the rage he had contained now siphoning out. "How dare you say such things! She's your sister! Your own sister, and you shout her down as if she's nothing! She's hurting just as much as you are, if not more! Now, leave! Get out of here!" he almost screamed.
Petunia yelled in frustration, and marched straight out the front door, slamming it so hard the walls shook.
James exhaled, and turned around to Lily. "I'm sorry, Lily. Sorry you had to put up with her, and sorry I didn't stop her sooner." He paused. "Come on, Lily, let's leave," he said. James hoisted up Lily's trunk and bag, and Lily retrieved her knapsack from its resting place on the floor. They walked over to the fireplace, and Lily grabbed a pinch of floo powder and through it in for James. The flames automatically turned green.
"Potter Manor," James called out, and soon he disappeared.
Lily threw another dash of floo powder onti the now red flames, and sighed. She took one last look around, and stepped into the green flames. "Potter Manor," she called.
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A/N: well? I guess you've figured out that James loves Lily. And you must have also figured out that Lily is completely clueless! I will update soon! Give it a week, give or take a day or two. REVIEW!
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
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Trashcan: Thanx a bunch! Here you are ..
PVBookworm: Muchos Gracias! Glad you like my spin!
jinxy: Thanks for putting me on your favorite author's list! I think you're the first one to do that! About the broom scene, well, I HAVE seen that quite a bit. I love them, but most of them are EXACTLY the same! So, mine wasn't a 'romantic broom ride under a moonlit sky' deal. I changed it for the better, I hope!
Glumfrog: Thanx!!! love your story!
Tapaidh Sidh: Thank you again! And thank you so much for pointing that out! That's an example of why I ask for reviews, without you guys I would be hopeless! I will get around to reading that, I actually plan to read it as soon as I finish adding this chapter! HEY EVERYONE! READ 'GRAVY AND PEAS' BY TAPAIDH SIDH!!!!!! Thanks, guys!:)
Shorti: Merci! Love ya tons!
jules182hprox: Thank you so much, for the praise! And I love your story! I've said it before! Here's your chapter!
NOW, ON WITH CHAPTER 4!
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CHAPTER 4: A SHOULDER TO CRY ON
James and Lily turned the corner, and gasped. There, hovering over the Evans's house, was a single smokey green skull with a snake protruding from its mouth. The Dark Mark. Lily fainted.
'That's twice,' James thought bitterly. He lifted her up, cradled in his arms, and carried her over to her front lawn, where aurors already scoured the scene.
He sat down, and again laid her head in his lap. 'Not Lily. Not this angel. Not my angel,' James thought, angry beyond words. 'She doesn't deserve this. What has she ever done wrong?' Then and there, James vowed to hurt Voldemort deep, to avenge Lily's parents, for he only assumed the worst had happened.
Roughly fifteen minutes later, Lily woke up. "James, what hap-" she began groggily, but suddenly recalled why she had fainted. She sat up, and looked at James. "James, please, come with me," she pleaded softly. "Maybe they're not ... " her words trailed off as a single tear slid down her cheek.
James nodded, and stood up. He aided Lily in rising to her feet, and took her hand. Lily was trembling from head to toe, not knowing how long she could stand the suspense, how long she could stand not knowing. She glanced at James one more time, and nodded. Together, they walked into the front door.
James sighed inwardly. There, on the living room floor, lay the corses of Anne Marie and Jacob Evans, both with looks of pure terror on their faces.
Lily was crying silently, tears streaming down her face. She left James, and ran through the kitchen and up the stairs, into her bedroom.
James followed her with his eyes, and went outside to consult with the aurors.
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"Lily," James called through her bedroom door. He waited a moment. "Lily, please."
"Come in," Lily said, in a voice very unlike her own.
James opened the door slowly, and his heart broke at what he saw. Lily was sitting cross-legged on her bed, wallowing in her agony. He rushed over to her, sitting on the bed beside her, and took one of her hands in both of his. He looked her in the eyes.
"Lily, I talked to the aurors." Lily's eyes flicked away, but she continued to listen. "It was Voldemort's supporters, Lily. Your parents were just another muggle family on their list." Lily pulled her hand away as if burned. James continued slowly. "They said their deaths were painless, Lily."
Lily jumped off the bed, sending him a death glare. "What about my pain, James? You call this painless?" she yelled. She was about to crumple to the floor, but again, James got their first.
Lily was crying freely now, and James just held her. He was, yet again, her shoulder to cry on.
Some time later, James realized that Lily had fallen asleep. He carried her over to her bed, and pulled a blanket over her. He sat down on the single chair in her room, and soon he too was asleep.
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Around two o'clock that afternoon, James woke up, starving. He glanced over at Lily. James hated seeing her like this, so helpless and vulnerable. There was no way he could leave her like this, he had decided.
Soon after, Lily awoke, and noticed James watching her. She felt horrible about the way she had blown up at James.
"James?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm sorry."
"I know." The room echoed in silence.
"James?"
"Yes, Lily?"
"Thank you."
The two stayed there, Lily lying in bed and James on the chair, for another hour. Suddenly, James rose. He walked over to the bedroom door, and stopped. He turned around and watched Lily, who was staring off at nothing in particular. He wanted so much to hold her, to comfort her, but she wasn't his to comfort.
James sighed, and left the room, closing the door behind him. He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. His stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten in a very long time. James began searching for something to eat. He finally settled on the idea of turkey sandwiches, and began making one for himself and another for Lily.
After the sandwiches were finished, James slowly walked into the all-too-familiar living room. James released a breath he didn't even knwo he had been holding as he viewed the room. All evidense of the murders was erased.
James walked back into the kitchen and placed the newly-made sandwiches on a plate. He trudged up the stairs, carrying their lunch, and slowly opened the door. Lily was still in the same position he had left her in.
James entered the room, closing the door behind him. He sat down on the end of the bed, and began to eat. Soon only Lily's sandwich remained, and James walked over and knelt down at the head of Lily's bed. Her cheeks were dry and tear-stained, and her eyes seemed lifeless.
"Lily, you know you can't stay here. I can't leave you like this," James told her.
After a long bout of silence, Lily responded. "James, where eill I go? I have no one to turn to, I--"
James silenced her, placing a finger to her lips. "Don't think for one minute that you're alone, Lily. You'll get through this, with the help of friends. If you cut yourself off from your friends in times of need, you lose sight of the light at the end of the tunnel, and become completely swallowed in utter darkness.
"Lily, you're in no state to be alone. You need to get out of here," James paused, not quite sure if he dared to say what he had planned to suggest. Finally, his Gryffindor courage won, and he continued. "You can stay at my house tonight, Lily, and in the morning I can owl Delia, and perhaps she would be able to have you for the remainder of the summer, if you'd like."
Lily, who was crying again soundlessly, only nodded.
"Here, Lily, eat this," James said, pushing the sandwich towards her. "I'll owl my mother." He brushed her hair out of her face. "You're going to get through this, Lily."
James rose and walked over to Lily's desk. He found some parchment and a quill, and began writing.
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At five o'clock that afternoon, Lily was packed. James was carrying Lily's trunk and one of her bags down the stairs, with Lily right begind him, carrying a knapsack. Just then, Petunia stormed in the front door, tears streaming down her face and a look of pure hatred etched on her face.
James set Lily's thinkgs down at the foot of the stairs, and Lily did the same, standing slightly begind James for protection.
"You!" Petunia spat, pointing around at Lily. "I HATE you! I've always known what you are! You're a freak! And YOU killed our parents!" Lily was again crying. "Yes, you!" she continued. "If it weren't for you, they'd still be alive! If it weren't fo ryou, they'd be here, reading a book, or watching the news, or doing a hundred other things!" Petunia was positively venting with outrage. "I wish you'd never been born!" she hissed.
All the while, Lily just stood there, taking every insult as a blow to her heart. James could take it no longer. He stepped in front of Lily, blocking her from Petunia's line of fire.
"How dare you!" he said, all the rage he had contained now siphoning out. "How dare you say such things! She's your sister! Your own sister, and you shout her down as if she's nothing! She's hurting just as much as you are, if not more! Now, leave! Get out of here!" he almost screamed.
Petunia yelled in frustration, and marched straight out the front door, slamming it so hard the walls shook.
James exhaled, and turned around to Lily. "I'm sorry, Lily. Sorry you had to put up with her, and sorry I didn't stop her sooner." He paused. "Come on, Lily, let's leave," he said. James hoisted up Lily's trunk and bag, and Lily retrieved her knapsack from its resting place on the floor. They walked over to the fireplace, and Lily grabbed a pinch of floo powder and through it in for James. The flames automatically turned green.
"Potter Manor," James called out, and soon he disappeared.
Lily threw another dash of floo powder onti the now red flames, and sighed. She took one last look around, and stepped into the green flames. "Potter Manor," she called.
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A/N: well? I guess you've figured out that James loves Lily. And you must have also figured out that Lily is completely clueless! I will update soon! Give it a week, give or take a day or two. REVIEW!