"LILY!" Sirius screamed at her.
She swallowed the sob in her throat and rushed over to James, falling on her knees. She felt around his throat and dropped her head to his chest.
"There is still a pulse," She said looking up with tears in her eyes, "Sirius, there's a pulse."
Sirius hurried over and scooped James up. His muscles were strained under James's wait, but he managed to stager over to the fireplace at the end of the room.
"Lily, Floo Powder," Sirius instructed.
"Where are you taking him?" Lily asked reaching into the glass jar on the mantel for some yellow powder.
"St Mungo's," Sirius replied staring at her hand, that was full of the powder.
"I'm coming with you!" She cried pushing James's leg into the fireplace.
"No you're not, just stay here Lily," Sirius yelled.
"Sirius, I've got to be there, trust me," She gave him a significant look; although she did not know why she felt that she had to be there. Her gut just told her so. She threw that powder into the flames.
"I'll see you there!" Sirius shouted over the roar of fire, as it flickered green, "St Mungos Emergency!"
In a second Sirius felt the familiar feeling of being sucked out of the fireplace. It was hard to keep himself still while still holding James up. When he finally emerged from the fire he was standing in the middle of emergency room. Witches and wizards were running around frantically. A man with a plant on his head was wheeled past Sirius.
"HELP!" he yelled.
"Oh dear!" a nearby witch cried at the site of a bloodied James.
A nurse-witch came rushing over with a clipboard.
"Injury?" she inquired,
"Look lady, the kid has two slit wrists and if you don't fix him right now he is going to die!" Sirius cried.
The nurse pursed her lips,
"Isn't this the Potters boy?" She asked him.
"GET HIM TO AN EFFING DOCTOR!" Sirius roared.
The witch summoned a stretcher and Sirius placed him on it.
"Locomotor stretcher," she muttered. She lead the stretcher through some doors. Sirius followed.
"I'm sorry sir, but you can't come in here," she said, "Have a seat,"
"Tell me when anything happens, please!" Sirius cried sitting down on a nearby chair.
The fire sizzled green and Lily popped out rubbing soot of her robes.
"Where is he?" she inquired sitting down beside Sirius. He pointed towards the door that the witch and James had vanished behind.
"Did you tell Remus and Peter where we were?" Sirius asked.
"Well...no, I just followed," Lily gulped.
Sirius looked at her for a moment and then reached up grabbing a handful of his hair. He looked back down at the floor.
"I-i better go write them," with that he got up and left.
Lily sat there alone, feeling horrible. Watching people with various ailments walk by. How could James have done this to her? Didn't he realize what trouble he'd caused?
'Well what I've caused, If i hadn't have envisioned this stupid crap!' Lily thought to herself burying her face into her hands.
Lily felt the familiar sensation of being pushed into the corner of ones mind. There was James.
Healers were surrounding him as he lay there on the bed. They were oblivious to that fact that she was there in James's mind.
"These are just cuts, why aren't they mending?" one asked aloud.
"It's as if he's willing them to stay open." another muttered.
"Poor kid though, lost his whole family; I read about it the other night in the Daily Prophet,"
It was as if a cloud of anxiety and depression lie over James's head enabling him to breath. The pain was suffocating him as he laid their unconscious.
"James," she called, "Come on, this is silly, just wake up, let yourself live!"
There was no response.
"James, we all care about you, don't you get it, you can't die!"
No response.
Suddenly Professor Dumbledore burst into her thoughts.
"You must heal this boy!" he cried.
"Dumbledore?" The head healer said looking angry, "I am sorry but you cannot be back here, please make your way to the waiting area,"
" I don't care Delfur you have to heal him! He must survive!" Dumbledore yelled.
"Healer Delfur, we're losing him," the witch-nurse cried.
"James, please, listen to me, Just live, don't die, please!" Lily cried out.
No response. Dumbledore caught her eye. He knew she was there.
"God damn you James!" Lily shouted, tears falling, "Area you really still that selfish arrogant boy I met at Hogwarts? Has nothing changed?"
"We're Losing him!" the witch-nurse shouted, "Delfur!"
"Delfur, don't lose him!" Dumbledore pleaded.
"Are you really going to just let yourself die? When you have all that you have?"
"What do I have?" James conscience asked her.
"James you have talent, power, friends, people who care about you!" Lily insisted.
James shook his head slightly,
"Do you want us all to be like you, Sirius, Remus, for god sake even Peter will be mortified, and all because of your stupidity. All of us are going to well up with pain and sorrow, and maybe your friends will come to join you James!"
He stared at her from the bed where the Healers were working.
"So thats it then? You're going to let Voldemort win, this is what he wanted, he wanted to kill you all, your parents' deaths were pointless. I saw all that for nothing, FOR NOTHING!" Lily stamped her foot.
"Dumbledore I'm sorry he's gone," Delfur whispered.
"GOD DAMN YOU JAMES POTTER!" Lily screamed. "IT'S MY ENTIRE FAULT! WHY DID YOU DIE? WHY DID YOU LET HIM TAKE YOU?"
Lily opened her eyes and faced a rather disturbed audience. Everyone is the waiting room was staring at her. Sirius included.
"He's gone?" Sirius asked.
Lily looked at him for a moment, opened her mouth to say something and
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" she gasped. The tears came like the rain pouring outside. Why was she always the centre of death?
"No," Sirius croaked. He sat down, and his shoulders heaved with sorrow, "James..."
"It's you isn't it?" He looked at her with a murderous stare, "I should have known way back when you told me about Remus, you traitor, you are working for him aren't you? You Spy, You follower, you death eater!" Sirius yelled.
Lily's sobs ceased, "Sirius listen to yourself,"
"I DONT WANT TO LISTEN, I WANT A NORMAL GIRLFRIEND, NOT SANTAN, I WANT MY BROTHER BACK!" Sirius was up at out of the room before Lily had realized what had happened. She stared after him. Why could she just be normal?
"Lily," Dumbledore said gently walking over to her. She melted into her seat. She hadn't realized Professor Dumbledore had been there the whole time.
"Sir I-" she began,
"It worked!" he cried joyously smiling at her, "Lily you did it, He's back!"
"James?" Lily gasped again.
"I don't know what you said to him, but they are calling it a miricale, the cuts just healed up minutes after they told me he was dead."
"He's alive?" Lily screamed. She got up and scrambled in to the room, Dumbledore followed.
"Dumbledore!" the nurse-witch scolded, "Nobody is supposed to be back here!"
"Make and exception Naji," Dumbledore said sternly. He nodded at Lily and she rushed over to James's bed. His eyes were closed, and a sweat had broken out on his forehead. Lily's heart swelled as she saw his chest rising and falling. She clutched his hand.
"You're alive, I knew you could do it," she whispered the tears still came.
Suddenly James squeezed her hand back, and Lily was filled with warmth.
She swallowed the sob in her throat and rushed over to James, falling on her knees. She felt around his throat and dropped her head to his chest.
"There is still a pulse," She said looking up with tears in her eyes, "Sirius, there's a pulse."
Sirius hurried over and scooped James up. His muscles were strained under James's wait, but he managed to stager over to the fireplace at the end of the room.
"Lily, Floo Powder," Sirius instructed.
"Where are you taking him?" Lily asked reaching into the glass jar on the mantel for some yellow powder.
"St Mungo's," Sirius replied staring at her hand, that was full of the powder.
"I'm coming with you!" She cried pushing James's leg into the fireplace.
"No you're not, just stay here Lily," Sirius yelled.
"Sirius, I've got to be there, trust me," She gave him a significant look; although she did not know why she felt that she had to be there. Her gut just told her so. She threw that powder into the flames.
"I'll see you there!" Sirius shouted over the roar of fire, as it flickered green, "St Mungos Emergency!"
In a second Sirius felt the familiar feeling of being sucked out of the fireplace. It was hard to keep himself still while still holding James up. When he finally emerged from the fire he was standing in the middle of emergency room. Witches and wizards were running around frantically. A man with a plant on his head was wheeled past Sirius.
"HELP!" he yelled.
"Oh dear!" a nearby witch cried at the site of a bloodied James.
A nurse-witch came rushing over with a clipboard.
"Injury?" she inquired,
"Look lady, the kid has two slit wrists and if you don't fix him right now he is going to die!" Sirius cried.
The nurse pursed her lips,
"Isn't this the Potters boy?" She asked him.
"GET HIM TO AN EFFING DOCTOR!" Sirius roared.
The witch summoned a stretcher and Sirius placed him on it.
"Locomotor stretcher," she muttered. She lead the stretcher through some doors. Sirius followed.
"I'm sorry sir, but you can't come in here," she said, "Have a seat,"
"Tell me when anything happens, please!" Sirius cried sitting down on a nearby chair.
The fire sizzled green and Lily popped out rubbing soot of her robes.
"Where is he?" she inquired sitting down beside Sirius. He pointed towards the door that the witch and James had vanished behind.
"Did you tell Remus and Peter where we were?" Sirius asked.
"Well...no, I just followed," Lily gulped.
Sirius looked at her for a moment and then reached up grabbing a handful of his hair. He looked back down at the floor.
"I-i better go write them," with that he got up and left.
Lily sat there alone, feeling horrible. Watching people with various ailments walk by. How could James have done this to her? Didn't he realize what trouble he'd caused?
'Well what I've caused, If i hadn't have envisioned this stupid crap!' Lily thought to herself burying her face into her hands.
Lily felt the familiar sensation of being pushed into the corner of ones mind. There was James.
Healers were surrounding him as he lay there on the bed. They were oblivious to that fact that she was there in James's mind.
"These are just cuts, why aren't they mending?" one asked aloud.
"It's as if he's willing them to stay open." another muttered.
"Poor kid though, lost his whole family; I read about it the other night in the Daily Prophet,"
It was as if a cloud of anxiety and depression lie over James's head enabling him to breath. The pain was suffocating him as he laid their unconscious.
"James," she called, "Come on, this is silly, just wake up, let yourself live!"
There was no response.
"James, we all care about you, don't you get it, you can't die!"
No response.
Suddenly Professor Dumbledore burst into her thoughts.
"You must heal this boy!" he cried.
"Dumbledore?" The head healer said looking angry, "I am sorry but you cannot be back here, please make your way to the waiting area,"
" I don't care Delfur you have to heal him! He must survive!" Dumbledore yelled.
"Healer Delfur, we're losing him," the witch-nurse cried.
"James, please, listen to me, Just live, don't die, please!" Lily cried out.
No response. Dumbledore caught her eye. He knew she was there.
"God damn you James!" Lily shouted, tears falling, "Area you really still that selfish arrogant boy I met at Hogwarts? Has nothing changed?"
"We're Losing him!" the witch-nurse shouted, "Delfur!"
"Delfur, don't lose him!" Dumbledore pleaded.
"Are you really going to just let yourself die? When you have all that you have?"
"What do I have?" James conscience asked her.
"James you have talent, power, friends, people who care about you!" Lily insisted.
James shook his head slightly,
"Do you want us all to be like you, Sirius, Remus, for god sake even Peter will be mortified, and all because of your stupidity. All of us are going to well up with pain and sorrow, and maybe your friends will come to join you James!"
He stared at her from the bed where the Healers were working.
"So thats it then? You're going to let Voldemort win, this is what he wanted, he wanted to kill you all, your parents' deaths were pointless. I saw all that for nothing, FOR NOTHING!" Lily stamped her foot.
"Dumbledore I'm sorry he's gone," Delfur whispered.
"GOD DAMN YOU JAMES POTTER!" Lily screamed. "IT'S MY ENTIRE FAULT! WHY DID YOU DIE? WHY DID YOU LET HIM TAKE YOU?"
Lily opened her eyes and faced a rather disturbed audience. Everyone is the waiting room was staring at her. Sirius included.
"He's gone?" Sirius asked.
Lily looked at him for a moment, opened her mouth to say something and
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" she gasped. The tears came like the rain pouring outside. Why was she always the centre of death?
"No," Sirius croaked. He sat down, and his shoulders heaved with sorrow, "James..."
"It's you isn't it?" He looked at her with a murderous stare, "I should have known way back when you told me about Remus, you traitor, you are working for him aren't you? You Spy, You follower, you death eater!" Sirius yelled.
Lily's sobs ceased, "Sirius listen to yourself,"
"I DONT WANT TO LISTEN, I WANT A NORMAL GIRLFRIEND, NOT SANTAN, I WANT MY BROTHER BACK!" Sirius was up at out of the room before Lily had realized what had happened. She stared after him. Why could she just be normal?
"Lily," Dumbledore said gently walking over to her. She melted into her seat. She hadn't realized Professor Dumbledore had been there the whole time.
"Sir I-" she began,
"It worked!" he cried joyously smiling at her, "Lily you did it, He's back!"
"James?" Lily gasped again.
"I don't know what you said to him, but they are calling it a miricale, the cuts just healed up minutes after they told me he was dead."
"He's alive?" Lily screamed. She got up and scrambled in to the room, Dumbledore followed.
"Dumbledore!" the nurse-witch scolded, "Nobody is supposed to be back here!"
"Make and exception Naji," Dumbledore said sternly. He nodded at Lily and she rushed over to James's bed. His eyes were closed, and a sweat had broken out on his forehead. Lily's heart swelled as she saw his chest rising and falling. She clutched his hand.
"You're alive, I knew you could do it," she whispered the tears still came.
Suddenly James squeezed her hand back, and Lily was filled with warmth.