James had to remain in the hospital for the next few days. His wrists were
healing fine, but the Healers and Dumbledore insisted he stay for a few
more nights to observe his condition. He was moved into a normal room.
Remus, Sirius, Peter and Lily didn't leave James's side. James had remained
unconscious for the whole night while the others slept idly around him.
Sirius had been overjoyed to hear that James was still alive, but he still
hadn't said a word to Lily. She had tried to make eye contact with him but
he refused to look at her.
Lily was the last to fall asleep that night, as she watched the others silently. James was still breathing deeply. Sirius's head had fallen to one side. Peter had fallen over onto the end of James's bed and the chair he was sitting on was slowly slipping out from under him. Remus was snoring loudly and had his arm propped up on the chair arm and was using it to support his head.
Lily reached out and grabbed on of James's wrists, examining the cuts on his arm. They had already begun to heal over, as if they skipped the scabbing process. The cuts were nothing but mere red lines now. She glanced over at Sirius, and then back at James. She let out a sigh, her life was soo complicated. Lily dropped James's wrist as he groaned. Was he conscious? Lily stared at him for quite some time, he didn't stir again. Slowly sleep drew over her, and her eyelids were forced shut.
A loud wail filled Lily's mind. She looked down and realized she was clutching a baby. He was crying loudly squirming underneath the purple blanket that had been wrapped around him. His eyes were pinched shut and his little hands were made into balls as he screamed. Not knowing what else to do Lily stroked the baby's hair trying to calm it. His black messy hair was extremely sweaty. Lily felt herself backing up. She was standing in a large bedroom. The baby's crib was feet away from her. She could hear muffled yells coming from outside of the room. Light was issuing from the cracks of the closed door. Lily heard herself whisper,
"Harry, shh, it's okay,"
Was that the baby's name. Suddenly a familiar green light surrounded the door, as Lily's mouth dropped in horror. She heard the thud of a body. Her legs forced her to back up as her arms held the baby even closer.
"Lily where are you?" A horrible voice cried out.
Lily continued backing up. What's going on? She thought very confused.
"Your little husband is dead, put up a good fight though I daresay,"
Her throat issued a gasp, as she tripped over a stool and fell to the floor. Harry let out another cry. The handle began to turn, Lily held Harry closer. The door opened revealing the most terrible looking man Lily had ever seen.
"Lily?" somebody was calling her. She rubbed her eyes.
"What time is it?" She asked groggily.
"I don't know?" That voice, it was...
"JAMES!" Lily cried suddenly feeling very awake.
He smiled at her, "I just woke up,"
Lily grinned back, feeling a bit awkward. She hastily glanced at her watch.
"Its 7:15," Lily whispered, "You must be hungry,"
"7:15?" he asked staring at her with his big hazel eyes.
"In the morning," Lily said getting up and averting her eyes from his, "I'll go get you something to eat,"
With that she got up and began looking for the cafeteria. As she walked down the lonesome hall following the signs that lead to the Cafeteria, Lily noticed the paintings of Former Healers that littered the wall. All of them seemed to be sleeping. Lily rounded a corner and came to the cafeteria. She got out a few sickles and bought James a hearty breakfast of World Cup Quidditch cereal (players, snitches and quaffles that all moved around in your bowl) and some pumpkin juice.
She paid the witch at the counter and carried the tray back the way she came from.
When made it to James's room she heard Sirius's voice from inside. She peered through the glass window. Peter was no where to be seen. Sirius and Remus were on either side of the bed, and they were all clutching onto each other. Lily didn't want to intrude so she watched silently.
"You know we are always here for you mate?" Sirius croaked, "When I thought you were dead..." and Lily watched surprised as tears dripped freely from Sirius's cheeks.
"I-I'm so-so s-sorry," James said, his own tears falling from his eyes, "I just wanted to be with my family,"
"James!" Remus cried, "We are you're family, Sirius and I, You are our brother, you know that,"
"I know...I just...I'm soo glad I have friends like you," James let out. Remus clapped his hand on James shoulder and drew him close. Sirius followed suit and the three boys embraced, each other crying softly into the others shoulder.
"I will always be here for you James," Remus said quietly wiping his eyes.
"We will always be your brothers, no matter what," Sirius promised.
James looked up at them with shinning eyes.
"Good morning," Lily said walking in, smiling as Remus and Sirius turned their backs to her wiping there eyes quickly. James however, did nothing.
"Are you okay James?" Lily asked placing the tray down in front of him, "What did these boys do to you now?" she joked.
He smiled,
"Hey is that Quidditch World Cup cereal?" Remus asked excitedly, and Lily rolled her eyes as all the boys began talking about Quidditch.
Lily, Sirius, Peter and Remus had all made their way back to the Lupin's for lunch and a quiet afternoon. Mrs. Lupin who had shown up at the hospital insisted that they all go home and have some time to themselves and let James rest. Lily spent her afternoon curled up by the fireplace in her room reading a book. She was really stressed out, what with James, Sirius, her visions, and her family. She thought hard about the dream she had had last night. It made absolutely no sense to her. Was that her she was envisioning or was it somebody else?
"Lily?" Mrs. Lupin called up to her.
"Yes?" Lily asked making her way down the stairs. She had grown rather fond of Mrs. Lupin.
"The boys are out flying on those ridiculous brooms of theirs, would you mind taking James his supper?" Mrs. Lupin asked holding out a steaming plate.
"Sure," Lily smiled, "Just let me grab my cloak.
Lily threw on her cloak hastily and grabbed the dish. She made her way to the Living Room fireplace and grabbed some floo powder.
"ST MUNGOS!" she yelled as the green flames engulfed her.
When she got out at the hospital she made it up to the third floor where James's room was and walked across the waiting room.
"Hey," she smiled at James who was reading a broom catalogue.
"Hi," he replied putting down the catalogue and looking hungrily at the plate Lily was holding. She smiled handing it to him. She sat down in the chair beside him watching him eat it.
"That was really good, send my compliment to the chef," James grinned.
"So you're feeling okay?" Lily asked playing with her hands.
"Yea, I'm feeling much better," James told her, "Thank you Lily,"
"For what?" she asked looking surprised.
"For saving me," he whispered.
"What are you talking about?" She cried.
"When-" he stopped, "You are going to think I am insane,"
"Go on," she insisted.
"Well when I was lying on the table, dying, I could hear your voice inside me head."
She screwed up her face pretending to look confused.
"You saved me," James explained.
"James, are you sure your mind just wanted you to hear those words? Are you sure you just didn't want to die?" Lily asked.
"But it was your voice," James said looking a little disappointed.
"Look, James," Lily said glancing at her watch, "I better head back,"
"Lily I know you think I am insane, but I swear to you it was your voice,"
"I don't think you are insane James, but I didn't save you, you saved yourself," Lily replied standing up.
"Lily?"
"Mmm?"
"I am sorry," James apologized, "I am sorry I got angry with you last Christmas when you told me about your...you know, and I am sorry I got angry with you for seeing my parents..."
"James it okay," Lily interrupted him.
"I am sorry for being a jerk, and showing off around you,"
"James Please," Lily protested.
"No, I was just trying to impress you, although it didn't work," he explained," You know when I first saw you I told Remus you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I thought maybe you were Hogwarts person Angel or something,"
Lily blushed as James took her hand.
"You weren't like the other girls, it was something about you, your mind, your eyes, you have stunning eyes, they made my heart leap into my throat every time I caught them in the Great Hall, I knew that I was somehow connected to you,"
"James, I...Sirius," Lily couldn't finish.
"I know, I know he loves you, and I know you love him, and I am really happy for him, I just wanted to let you know how I felt."
She looked down at him awkwardly,
"James I gotta go," she said again. He nodded. She gathered her cloak and made her way to the door. As she opened it James piped up,
"Lily?"
She closed her eyes and turned around,
"Friends?" he asked.
"Of course!" She grinned happily at him and left.
Outside the door Professor Dumbledore was waiting.
"Ah, Miss Evans," Dumbledore smiled through his long white beard.
"Professor?"
"I just wanted to congratulate you on your success yesterday evening."
"He saved himself," Lily muttered.
"Ah, but you did help him out of it, Death is a tricky thing to get out of Miss Evans let me tell you,"
"You've been there before?" She asked.
"Many times, but anyway, James is saved, and it now seems that you can enter others minds."
"You already know that," She reminded him.
"Yes, but I mean physically, you can place your physical form into another's mind," Dumbledore explained surveying her through his half moon spectacles, "The mind owner would only see you as a fragment of a dream, not reality, but still it is very effective,"
"Professor, why did Voldemort murder the Potters," Lily asked.
"I can not discuss that with you right now, but you might know in time," Dumbledore answered.
Lily didn't reply.
"So how are Mr. Lupin and Mr. Black taking this?" Dumbledore asked changing the subject.
"Fine I think," Lily muttered.
"Sirius will get over it Lily," Dumbledore consoled her.
She looked up at him," I should be going,"
"When James gets out of the hospital keep a close eye on him okay?" Dumbledore asked.
"Of course,"
"And make sure you write to me of any dreams," Dumbledore reminded.
"Well I had one last night, I was holding a baby, named Harry, I was married, and I think I was hiding in a bedroom, I was scared of whatever was happening. I am not sure if it was someone else's future I was envisioning or my own, but either way I can't make sense of it," Lily told him.
"It was your future," Dumbledore whispered.
"You know?" Lily asked nearly dropping Mrs. Lupins plate.
"I have Seen it myself," Dumbledore said, "Well, off you go," he replied pushing her towards the fireplace.
"Right," Lily muttered grabbing a pinch of floo powder and heading back to the Lupins.
As the green flames surrounded Lily, Dumbledore let out a sigh, glancing at James, who was reading the catalogue again,
"And so it begins," Dumbledore muttered.
Lily was the last to fall asleep that night, as she watched the others silently. James was still breathing deeply. Sirius's head had fallen to one side. Peter had fallen over onto the end of James's bed and the chair he was sitting on was slowly slipping out from under him. Remus was snoring loudly and had his arm propped up on the chair arm and was using it to support his head.
Lily reached out and grabbed on of James's wrists, examining the cuts on his arm. They had already begun to heal over, as if they skipped the scabbing process. The cuts were nothing but mere red lines now. She glanced over at Sirius, and then back at James. She let out a sigh, her life was soo complicated. Lily dropped James's wrist as he groaned. Was he conscious? Lily stared at him for quite some time, he didn't stir again. Slowly sleep drew over her, and her eyelids were forced shut.
A loud wail filled Lily's mind. She looked down and realized she was clutching a baby. He was crying loudly squirming underneath the purple blanket that had been wrapped around him. His eyes were pinched shut and his little hands were made into balls as he screamed. Not knowing what else to do Lily stroked the baby's hair trying to calm it. His black messy hair was extremely sweaty. Lily felt herself backing up. She was standing in a large bedroom. The baby's crib was feet away from her. She could hear muffled yells coming from outside of the room. Light was issuing from the cracks of the closed door. Lily heard herself whisper,
"Harry, shh, it's okay,"
Was that the baby's name. Suddenly a familiar green light surrounded the door, as Lily's mouth dropped in horror. She heard the thud of a body. Her legs forced her to back up as her arms held the baby even closer.
"Lily where are you?" A horrible voice cried out.
Lily continued backing up. What's going on? She thought very confused.
"Your little husband is dead, put up a good fight though I daresay,"
Her throat issued a gasp, as she tripped over a stool and fell to the floor. Harry let out another cry. The handle began to turn, Lily held Harry closer. The door opened revealing the most terrible looking man Lily had ever seen.
"Lily?" somebody was calling her. She rubbed her eyes.
"What time is it?" She asked groggily.
"I don't know?" That voice, it was...
"JAMES!" Lily cried suddenly feeling very awake.
He smiled at her, "I just woke up,"
Lily grinned back, feeling a bit awkward. She hastily glanced at her watch.
"Its 7:15," Lily whispered, "You must be hungry,"
"7:15?" he asked staring at her with his big hazel eyes.
"In the morning," Lily said getting up and averting her eyes from his, "I'll go get you something to eat,"
With that she got up and began looking for the cafeteria. As she walked down the lonesome hall following the signs that lead to the Cafeteria, Lily noticed the paintings of Former Healers that littered the wall. All of them seemed to be sleeping. Lily rounded a corner and came to the cafeteria. She got out a few sickles and bought James a hearty breakfast of World Cup Quidditch cereal (players, snitches and quaffles that all moved around in your bowl) and some pumpkin juice.
She paid the witch at the counter and carried the tray back the way she came from.
When made it to James's room she heard Sirius's voice from inside. She peered through the glass window. Peter was no where to be seen. Sirius and Remus were on either side of the bed, and they were all clutching onto each other. Lily didn't want to intrude so she watched silently.
"You know we are always here for you mate?" Sirius croaked, "When I thought you were dead..." and Lily watched surprised as tears dripped freely from Sirius's cheeks.
"I-I'm so-so s-sorry," James said, his own tears falling from his eyes, "I just wanted to be with my family,"
"James!" Remus cried, "We are you're family, Sirius and I, You are our brother, you know that,"
"I know...I just...I'm soo glad I have friends like you," James let out. Remus clapped his hand on James shoulder and drew him close. Sirius followed suit and the three boys embraced, each other crying softly into the others shoulder.
"I will always be here for you James," Remus said quietly wiping his eyes.
"We will always be your brothers, no matter what," Sirius promised.
James looked up at them with shinning eyes.
"Good morning," Lily said walking in, smiling as Remus and Sirius turned their backs to her wiping there eyes quickly. James however, did nothing.
"Are you okay James?" Lily asked placing the tray down in front of him, "What did these boys do to you now?" she joked.
He smiled,
"Hey is that Quidditch World Cup cereal?" Remus asked excitedly, and Lily rolled her eyes as all the boys began talking about Quidditch.
Lily, Sirius, Peter and Remus had all made their way back to the Lupin's for lunch and a quiet afternoon. Mrs. Lupin who had shown up at the hospital insisted that they all go home and have some time to themselves and let James rest. Lily spent her afternoon curled up by the fireplace in her room reading a book. She was really stressed out, what with James, Sirius, her visions, and her family. She thought hard about the dream she had had last night. It made absolutely no sense to her. Was that her she was envisioning or was it somebody else?
"Lily?" Mrs. Lupin called up to her.
"Yes?" Lily asked making her way down the stairs. She had grown rather fond of Mrs. Lupin.
"The boys are out flying on those ridiculous brooms of theirs, would you mind taking James his supper?" Mrs. Lupin asked holding out a steaming plate.
"Sure," Lily smiled, "Just let me grab my cloak.
Lily threw on her cloak hastily and grabbed the dish. She made her way to the Living Room fireplace and grabbed some floo powder.
"ST MUNGOS!" she yelled as the green flames engulfed her.
When she got out at the hospital she made it up to the third floor where James's room was and walked across the waiting room.
"Hey," she smiled at James who was reading a broom catalogue.
"Hi," he replied putting down the catalogue and looking hungrily at the plate Lily was holding. She smiled handing it to him. She sat down in the chair beside him watching him eat it.
"That was really good, send my compliment to the chef," James grinned.
"So you're feeling okay?" Lily asked playing with her hands.
"Yea, I'm feeling much better," James told her, "Thank you Lily,"
"For what?" she asked looking surprised.
"For saving me," he whispered.
"What are you talking about?" She cried.
"When-" he stopped, "You are going to think I am insane,"
"Go on," she insisted.
"Well when I was lying on the table, dying, I could hear your voice inside me head."
She screwed up her face pretending to look confused.
"You saved me," James explained.
"James, are you sure your mind just wanted you to hear those words? Are you sure you just didn't want to die?" Lily asked.
"But it was your voice," James said looking a little disappointed.
"Look, James," Lily said glancing at her watch, "I better head back,"
"Lily I know you think I am insane, but I swear to you it was your voice,"
"I don't think you are insane James, but I didn't save you, you saved yourself," Lily replied standing up.
"Lily?"
"Mmm?"
"I am sorry," James apologized, "I am sorry I got angry with you last Christmas when you told me about your...you know, and I am sorry I got angry with you for seeing my parents..."
"James it okay," Lily interrupted him.
"I am sorry for being a jerk, and showing off around you,"
"James Please," Lily protested.
"No, I was just trying to impress you, although it didn't work," he explained," You know when I first saw you I told Remus you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I thought maybe you were Hogwarts person Angel or something,"
Lily blushed as James took her hand.
"You weren't like the other girls, it was something about you, your mind, your eyes, you have stunning eyes, they made my heart leap into my throat every time I caught them in the Great Hall, I knew that I was somehow connected to you,"
"James, I...Sirius," Lily couldn't finish.
"I know, I know he loves you, and I know you love him, and I am really happy for him, I just wanted to let you know how I felt."
She looked down at him awkwardly,
"James I gotta go," she said again. He nodded. She gathered her cloak and made her way to the door. As she opened it James piped up,
"Lily?"
She closed her eyes and turned around,
"Friends?" he asked.
"Of course!" She grinned happily at him and left.
Outside the door Professor Dumbledore was waiting.
"Ah, Miss Evans," Dumbledore smiled through his long white beard.
"Professor?"
"I just wanted to congratulate you on your success yesterday evening."
"He saved himself," Lily muttered.
"Ah, but you did help him out of it, Death is a tricky thing to get out of Miss Evans let me tell you,"
"You've been there before?" She asked.
"Many times, but anyway, James is saved, and it now seems that you can enter others minds."
"You already know that," She reminded him.
"Yes, but I mean physically, you can place your physical form into another's mind," Dumbledore explained surveying her through his half moon spectacles, "The mind owner would only see you as a fragment of a dream, not reality, but still it is very effective,"
"Professor, why did Voldemort murder the Potters," Lily asked.
"I can not discuss that with you right now, but you might know in time," Dumbledore answered.
Lily didn't reply.
"So how are Mr. Lupin and Mr. Black taking this?" Dumbledore asked changing the subject.
"Fine I think," Lily muttered.
"Sirius will get over it Lily," Dumbledore consoled her.
She looked up at him," I should be going,"
"When James gets out of the hospital keep a close eye on him okay?" Dumbledore asked.
"Of course,"
"And make sure you write to me of any dreams," Dumbledore reminded.
"Well I had one last night, I was holding a baby, named Harry, I was married, and I think I was hiding in a bedroom, I was scared of whatever was happening. I am not sure if it was someone else's future I was envisioning or my own, but either way I can't make sense of it," Lily told him.
"It was your future," Dumbledore whispered.
"You know?" Lily asked nearly dropping Mrs. Lupins plate.
"I have Seen it myself," Dumbledore said, "Well, off you go," he replied pushing her towards the fireplace.
"Right," Lily muttered grabbing a pinch of floo powder and heading back to the Lupins.
As the green flames surrounded Lily, Dumbledore let out a sigh, glancing at James, who was reading the catalogue again,
"And so it begins," Dumbledore muttered.