Chapter 08 _The Curse in the Silver Necklace_
Lily's heart was filled with emotions; her eyes were very red from crying. She lay on the floor, her eyes were tightly shut and she shivered as though she lay upon the ice.
"Are you alright, Lily?"
"Yes", she muttered as she shook her head violently.
But it wasn't Peter's voice. There were other voices echoing through out the chamber. She rubbed her eyes and saw Professor Dippet and Professor Dumbledore above her.
Lily started to cry again. Professor Dippet hugged her. "We know what you feel, Lily. It is indeed very difficult to see someone you love die." Professor Dumbledore handed them his wizard hat and said, "Portus!" He continued, "We must go back now to the castle using this Portkey."
The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic carried James' dead body towards the Portkey. Professor Dippet, Lily, Peter, Professor Dumbledore and the Aurors together touched the Portkey. Professor Dippet said quietly, "One, two, three - "
Lily felt a very odd sensation. The dusty floor was gone from beneath her feet; the chamber, the dead Basilisk, had all disappeared and she was flying toward in a whirlwind of color and sound; unable to leave the memories behind.
Lily's feet hit solid ground again; her knees buckled a little and the wizard hat fell with no sound on the floor. She looked around the saw that they had arrived in Professor Dippet's office - the Headmaster's office. The old, framed pictures of Hogwarts' past Headmasters and Headmistresses moved and each said their sympathy on Lily.
"Peter, go back to your House. Lily, you must go back to the hospital wing. Professor Dumbledore shat assist you. The Aurors will cremate James' body," Professor Dippet instructed then he faced Lily and said, "We will hand it to you in a short while and entrust you to keep this mere memory of him."
The Aurors, Peter, Professor Dumbledore and Lily moved at once. Lily began to sob again on their way to the hospital wing. She was asked to lie on the bed as she arrived and was glad to see Molly. Professor Dumbledore left her in the guidance of Madame Pompeii.
Lily tightly embraced Molly and cried heavily. Molly cried as well to show her empathy on her as Lily told her the whole story and confessed that she has an incurable disease.
Professor Dippet, carrying a small jar with a carved writing Gryffindor and a snitch-like figure on the cover, went inside the cubicle in the hospital wing where Lily was situated. Professor Dumbledore accompanied the Headmaster.
"Here," he said as he handed to her the jar. "This is James' ash. I hope this will serve as an inspiration for your fast recovery."
"Come Molly. We must let Lily rest," said Professor Dumbledore. "Get well soon," he continued. He and Molly waved her a hand and left.
Lily was left alone in her cubicle. As she lay down on her bed, she removed the silver necklace from her neck. As she stared at it, pictures from their first year to fifth year in Hogwarts flashed before her like a movie. Then, their picture in the ball in honor of the Headmaster's 99th birthday - the kiss and the argument by the lake - James' unexpected death in the chamber.
It was nearly seven in the evening when Madame Pompeii told her that she could go back to her House. In reality, she never wishes to because it would just remind her on the dead Marauders. Peter was found dead around five in the afternoon near the Forbidden Forest. The professors hypothesized that he had jumped from the North Tower. On her way to the dormitory, she saw Lucius and Severus. They approached her and asked to tell them what happened. She didn't bother at all and wryly walked towards the seventh floor.
Lily saw Molly looking outside the window as she entered in their dormitory's common room.
"I'm glad you're back!" said Molly.
Not for me, Lily thought. "So am I," she lied. "What's keeping you awake mate?"
"I'm wishing to the stars to remove the disease that lies within you and let it rest in me instead," Molly responded and tears emated from her eyes.
"Oh!" Lily exclaimed and hugged her.
Saturday came and Lily woke up in a bad mood. The first day without James. How will I survive? Damn! That's not the question. Oh my! I miss those humiliations and most of all; I miss James' sweet, smiling face. She was heading towards the Great Hall to take her breakfast.
"I'm really sorry for you Lily," Arthur Weasly said as he approached her. "We certainly lost a skilled Quidditch player."
Lily didn't utter a word and Arthur understood her mood. She was left alone in the Gryffindor table. Pancakes rose above the table but she just snapped her eyes out of it.
She turned the knob of the large oak doors that lead outside the castle. She looked above and saw the blue sky that indicates a fine weather. She sighed as she took the silver necklace from her robes and walked towards the lake. Her breathing was unstable but still, she continued to walk. She stopped as she saw the lake. Her thoughts were absurd - she wasn't in the clear state of mind.
Why? That note in the black box is fake! Why did James die? Why not me? I thought that when he tied the necklace to my neck, we would live happily as a couple. A fake! A big, big liar!
I'll better put an end into my life now. How can my life go on without James? It's useless. Worthless!
Lily stepped nearer to the dockside of the lake. It's deep. and if I die, I can see James. With no doubt, she submerged into the water. Good-bye Molly. Good-bye Hogwarts.
Unknowingly, there was another parchment aside from the promising note that Lily read.
But don't bestow it with a heavy heart
Because it will cause the couple to depart.
The one who will give the necklace will die
And the one consigned with it will kill himself.
History repeats itself.
This story will continue until
The curse is broken -
Only through true love -
With no amiss desires.
Lily's heart was filled with emotions; her eyes were very red from crying. She lay on the floor, her eyes were tightly shut and she shivered as though she lay upon the ice.
"Are you alright, Lily?"
"Yes", she muttered as she shook her head violently.
But it wasn't Peter's voice. There were other voices echoing through out the chamber. She rubbed her eyes and saw Professor Dippet and Professor Dumbledore above her.
Lily started to cry again. Professor Dippet hugged her. "We know what you feel, Lily. It is indeed very difficult to see someone you love die." Professor Dumbledore handed them his wizard hat and said, "Portus!" He continued, "We must go back now to the castle using this Portkey."
The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic carried James' dead body towards the Portkey. Professor Dippet, Lily, Peter, Professor Dumbledore and the Aurors together touched the Portkey. Professor Dippet said quietly, "One, two, three - "
Lily felt a very odd sensation. The dusty floor was gone from beneath her feet; the chamber, the dead Basilisk, had all disappeared and she was flying toward in a whirlwind of color and sound; unable to leave the memories behind.
Lily's feet hit solid ground again; her knees buckled a little and the wizard hat fell with no sound on the floor. She looked around the saw that they had arrived in Professor Dippet's office - the Headmaster's office. The old, framed pictures of Hogwarts' past Headmasters and Headmistresses moved and each said their sympathy on Lily.
"Peter, go back to your House. Lily, you must go back to the hospital wing. Professor Dumbledore shat assist you. The Aurors will cremate James' body," Professor Dippet instructed then he faced Lily and said, "We will hand it to you in a short while and entrust you to keep this mere memory of him."
The Aurors, Peter, Professor Dumbledore and Lily moved at once. Lily began to sob again on their way to the hospital wing. She was asked to lie on the bed as she arrived and was glad to see Molly. Professor Dumbledore left her in the guidance of Madame Pompeii.
Lily tightly embraced Molly and cried heavily. Molly cried as well to show her empathy on her as Lily told her the whole story and confessed that she has an incurable disease.
Professor Dippet, carrying a small jar with a carved writing Gryffindor and a snitch-like figure on the cover, went inside the cubicle in the hospital wing where Lily was situated. Professor Dumbledore accompanied the Headmaster.
"Here," he said as he handed to her the jar. "This is James' ash. I hope this will serve as an inspiration for your fast recovery."
"Come Molly. We must let Lily rest," said Professor Dumbledore. "Get well soon," he continued. He and Molly waved her a hand and left.
Lily was left alone in her cubicle. As she lay down on her bed, she removed the silver necklace from her neck. As she stared at it, pictures from their first year to fifth year in Hogwarts flashed before her like a movie. Then, their picture in the ball in honor of the Headmaster's 99th birthday - the kiss and the argument by the lake - James' unexpected death in the chamber.
It was nearly seven in the evening when Madame Pompeii told her that she could go back to her House. In reality, she never wishes to because it would just remind her on the dead Marauders. Peter was found dead around five in the afternoon near the Forbidden Forest. The professors hypothesized that he had jumped from the North Tower. On her way to the dormitory, she saw Lucius and Severus. They approached her and asked to tell them what happened. She didn't bother at all and wryly walked towards the seventh floor.
Lily saw Molly looking outside the window as she entered in their dormitory's common room.
"I'm glad you're back!" said Molly.
Not for me, Lily thought. "So am I," she lied. "What's keeping you awake mate?"
"I'm wishing to the stars to remove the disease that lies within you and let it rest in me instead," Molly responded and tears emated from her eyes.
"Oh!" Lily exclaimed and hugged her.
Saturday came and Lily woke up in a bad mood. The first day without James. How will I survive? Damn! That's not the question. Oh my! I miss those humiliations and most of all; I miss James' sweet, smiling face. She was heading towards the Great Hall to take her breakfast.
"I'm really sorry for you Lily," Arthur Weasly said as he approached her. "We certainly lost a skilled Quidditch player."
Lily didn't utter a word and Arthur understood her mood. She was left alone in the Gryffindor table. Pancakes rose above the table but she just snapped her eyes out of it.
She turned the knob of the large oak doors that lead outside the castle. She looked above and saw the blue sky that indicates a fine weather. She sighed as she took the silver necklace from her robes and walked towards the lake. Her breathing was unstable but still, she continued to walk. She stopped as she saw the lake. Her thoughts were absurd - she wasn't in the clear state of mind.
Why? That note in the black box is fake! Why did James die? Why not me? I thought that when he tied the necklace to my neck, we would live happily as a couple. A fake! A big, big liar!
I'll better put an end into my life now. How can my life go on without James? It's useless. Worthless!
Lily stepped nearer to the dockside of the lake. It's deep. and if I die, I can see James. With no doubt, she submerged into the water. Good-bye Molly. Good-bye Hogwarts.
Unknowingly, there was another parchment aside from the promising note that Lily read.
But don't bestow it with a heavy heart
Because it will cause the couple to depart.
The one who will give the necklace will die
And the one consigned with it will kill himself.
History repeats itself.
This story will continue until
The curse is broken -
Only through true love -
With no amiss desires.