CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

                                OF MY OPAL

                                                        BY BLONDEMOMO

                               "His Ending"

                                    PART I

A/N: Hello, poppets! How are you doing? Well, I hope… Today is going to be a chapter with many groovy, swrily turns. I know it might be hard to keep up with, but just bare with me! You are all saints! :P 

So, now go read it. REALLY read it! Don't just skip through the lines; seriously, this is the climatic chapter…well, part one of it, anyway…

Disclaimer: I don't own it…*huff* I WISH I DID!

DEEP BREATH! IN 1…2…3…4…HOLD IT~

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"No more world," James thought to himself with the huge, silvery knife above him.

It glimmered. It shone. The knife was silently beckoning James to engrave it into him and kill himself. 'Soon it will be all over,' the knife though menacingly.

And then it happened.

James's.

World.

Went.

Black…

"AAAAAH!!!" screamed sexy Remus as he happened to walk into the crime scene. "JAMES? JAMES? DAMMIT! CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

And then it was just flashes of memory. Now, recalling the accident while in the waiting room in Saint Mungo's.

Remus remembered: James on his bed, so cold with water on him, the knife in his torso. Then the blood dripping everywhere. It was everywhere. On James, on the sheets, on the knife, and even on the floor; deep in the carpet. Scarlet red Griffindor blood was everywhere. It was like a black plague.

Then Remus remembered he walked in. James was silent; bleeding to death with only an ounce of life in him. Remus picked him up and apparated to St. Mungo's. Then there were screams that Remus recognized as his own. The healers helped into the room and closed the wound. Now they must wait to see if he could pull through the rest of the night and survive the next 24 hours. It was very critical.

Remus sat now in the waiting room, still drenched in James's blood and there was a loud *pop.*

Sirius stood there with his face as white as a ghost's and very guilty looking.

"Where is he?" he asked his friend, Remus, in a stern whisper.

"In there," Remus answered silently pointing to the only room in this small little hallway.

James was lying on the small little hospital bed with a Muggle breathing machine in his nose helping his chest rise up and down with every breath. There were a few small beeps with the monitors, but everything else was silent. An eerie silence where everything was hopeless and the feeling was exhausted.

Sirius entered and stood over his bed for what felt like hours to him. He had done this to James. "If it weren't for me," Sirius said to James, "you would be okay. If I hadn't have---I made you do this. Its all MY fault!" Sirius said putting his head on the side of James's bed and weeping.

Sirius layed there and wept for a while.

"Sirius. Sirius?" James called out in the faintest whisper with his eyes still shut.

Sirius pulled his head up and stared at James, "James? Are you here? Are you awake?"

"Sh. Bad headache," James said still in a whisper, "I might not be here for much longer," James said in a sage voice.

"Don't be daft, mate. Of course you are. You have---," Sirius thought for a moment but could not find a good example, "so much to live for."

He was wrong. What did he have to live for now? James had no Lily, no Caroline, no parents or family, and hardly a good job. What was his purpose now?

"I don't know, Sirius. I just don't know. But there is one thing I have to get you to do. Go to Lily and tell her I still love her. I never stopped loving her. I will ALWAYS love her. Go. Sirius, please. Please, do this for me." James sighed heavily and closed his eyes.

"I won't do it. James, you have to do that for yourself. You have to do it. You gotta' stick around and do this for her!"

"I can't!"

"She, is, well, all right, James lets get the facts straight. I have heard around, well, I KNOW anyway that you have one week to get to her."

"Why? Is she okay?" James questioned with his eyes open.

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, she is fine. But, here is the thing. She, well, she is getting married next week, James. To that Sven character. And, and, mate, well if you don't get there. I am afraid she might actually marry him."

James's eyes were welled with tears.

"If she only knew…" he whispered and looked away to the small window.

"You know what you have to do now, don't you?" Sirius said on the verge of giggling from the excitement.

"What?" he voice was still empty.

"STOP THE WEDDING, MATE!" Sirius almost screamed.

"Yes!" James sat up and then laid right back down, "OW! WO! HOLY MOTHER OF…WOW THAT HURT!" James said sarcastically enthusiastically.

"Yeah, mate, you really did a number with that knife. Why?" Sirius was back to his melancholy self.

"I was so…alone. You had or have Caroline. A baby. Lily has Sven and Sven has Lily. And now…and now I have no one," James began to slip back into his own empty world.

"I have no one but you, James! But we are different right now. Caroline doesn't want me. She'll never let me see the kid. But see, here is the difference: you DO have some one. You have Lily. Go get her and bring her home, mate. You two were meant for each other. Can you not see it?" Sirius finished his speech.

"She doesn't want me. She told me so." James was slipping and fast. The machine was beeping faster trying to keep James alive.

"Yes, she does. You know it. Deep inside there, James, you know it. Today we have to get better. Tomorrow we are going to look for her."

Beep. Beep. Beep. The machines were beeping slower; James was doing better.

They both watched the sun come up trough the tiny window.

"Good night. Get some rest. Tomorrow is a big day, and you have to be well for it."

A healer walked in and asked Sirius to please wait outside.

Sirius nodded to both of them and left.

The healer began to give more blood to James and a strength potion.

James coughed and stuttered a fragile cough but it got stronger and a healthy sounding cough as the minutes crawled by.

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The healer left the room and nodded to SexyRemus and Sirius and told them their friend would be okay soon.

Both of the men held each other and wept silently.

"Remus, how did you get here?" Sirius asked sadly.

"I was going to stay the weekend with him in between modeling jobs. I walked into his room and found him. There. Like that. I got him here, but I don't remember much at all. All flashes."

They were both shaking.

"He is going to be okay. The healer said so." Sirius squeezed the Sexy Remus's hand.

"Yeah. He will be okay. I just don't know what will happen if he ever tries that again. If Lily, well Sirius, if Lily won't take him back, then, how will he deal with it?" Remus asked hopelessly.

"I don't know, mate. I just don't know." Sirius answered.

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And the winner of the 'my-favorite-part-of-Harry Potter' contest is

                              SHORT~BLONDIE!

WOW! Thank you, Short~Blondie for your intriguing insight on the best part of HP. That was marvelous!

It really was a close call, so the honorable mentions go to: Shadowy Ten-Shi Chan, Jenn, and Touchstoneofthecharter.

They were all so fascinating and I loved the final amount I received.

There will be more contests soon so this was just the first one!

Ahh! Here is a small one! The winner gets to design an outfit of a character of choice! CONTEST: What is the best animal in HP? (I don't care how long this is…just not novel-length! Ok? HEH!)

Short Blondie—if you will email me @ pinkpeppermint@adelphia.net with a character's personality and looks, they will be in chapter 19!

Thanks to all!

I love you!

And goodnight!

Kissees!

*Blondemomo*