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A/N: This whole sick thing is getting on my nerves. I'm really sorry this is late!! This chapter is dedicated to Dracomalfoygirl7 because she made me feel really guilty!
And thanks to DracoMalfoyGirl7 for reviewing.
Dracomalfoygirl7 (Sorry..Didn't mean to be so cruel.. But here, just for you.)
Recap:
They smiled at each other, and then James stood and yawned. "Potions test in the morning. We should head up to the dormitories, mate."
Sirius checked his watch. "So we should, Prongs old friend."
They left the room together.
Chapter 11: Love's Nightmare
Heather had taken Harry to the hospital wing, and he was looking at his mum, who was sleeping, a book open in her hand, which had flopped across her stomach, as though she had fallen asleep reading it. Heather waited patiently. She had come to deeply enjoy her time in visions. It didn't bother her that no one said hello to her there, because no one knew she was there. Well, now Harry was here. They talked a bit. She really did like him, but. Heather sighed. Soon enough, she would be out of the hospital wing, and he wouldn't bother to notice her in the halls. And it would be just the same as always. She knew better than to think like this. She forced her attention onto Lily, waiting. Then she decided it would be more fun to watch Harry.
Lily began to stir, shifting mildly in her sleep. Her shifting resulted in her shivering a bit, and curling up. Then she stretched out once more, and began thrashing about. All of a sudden, Lily sat bolt upright, her eyes wide, her breathing erratic.
James appeared in the chair Harry was sitting in, and Harry jumped about 20 feet in the air. Heather couldn't help it. She laughed out loud. Harry looked at her. Her tried to glare, but eventually, just smiled wryly.
"You could have warned me."
"But where's the fun in that?"
He was about to respond when Heather pointed to his parents. James had taken his hand away from Lily's mouth, (he had placed it there to prevent her from screaming) and she turned to him. Her eyes were still unseeing, distant. Then she focused. And she saw James. She burst into quiet sobs and flung her arms around him.
"Oh, James! James, it was terrible! Is it really you, James, are you really here?"
"Shh, shh, yes, Lily, it's me, I'm here, and everything is alright. Now, what happened? Tell me, Lily."
She gulped, pulled back, and dried her tears. Her quavering voice, however, betrayed her. "I was upstairs, on the landing above the stairway in my house, and I was playing with Petunia. We were really little kids, I don't know how old. And we were playing jacks, and she threw the ball, and it hit one of the jacks, and it hit me in the eye. I started crying, and she ran to get our Mum with an ice pack." She paused. "Then we were older, and we were sitting in our room, painting our toenails and talking about guys, and we were laughing and talking and. I remember that night so well. Her boyfriend had just dumped her and so we bought some chocolate and watched movies and did girly things all night and it was so nice, and by the time the night was over, she didn't even care anymore. And that night, we both fell asleep on the floor, because we refused to go to bed." Lily sighed.
"Then. Well, the next morning I got my Hogwarts letter, and things changed. So then I saw her yelling to me, and I remembered some of the stuff she said and. I saw some of what happened with her when she.. Well, it doesn't matter, really.. Than it waas our parents' funeral, after the car crash. All of it was so real, James. And all of that really did happen. But then," here she stopped to draw a very shaky breath, "Then you and I were in the common room. It was late at night, and we were sitting together, and you had your arm around my shoulder, and I felt so comfortable. But then she came in, and. and. and. she came up to you, and she pulled out a gun, and... Oh, James! She killed you! And I thought I'd lost you forever!" Lily had flung her arms back around James, and was now adamantly refusing to let him go. She sobbed softly into his shoulder, and he held her close, trying to calm her. He slowly rocked her back and forth, and he rubbed her back, murmuring soothingly into her ear.
Lily pulled back a bit a while later, and he smiled at her, using his thumb to wipe away the tears. She looked at him with the fear of great loss in her eyes.
"Never leave me. Please, promise me. You'll never leave me, and you'll never walk away and leave mad at me, or anything."
"Oh, Lily-" His tone was soft and sympathetic, but Lily would have none of it.
"Promise!"
"I promise you, Lily. I promise it on all the love in my heart."
Lily looked at him silently for a moment, then nodded. "I love you."
"And I you."
Lily fell asleep soon after, with James at her side keeping his ceaseless vigil, and Harry and Heather floated back to reality.
A/N: Hm. 5 points to whoever can figure out where I'm foreshadowing in here or- even more impressive- what it's foreshadowing. If you can't figure it out, you'll be waiting for a looooong time, because I don't intend on revealing my secrets anytime soon. (BTW, the points are completely worthless, in case your wondering)
Next chapter up in a week, supposing I can still manage to type.
R/R, PLEASE!! Flames are welcome, though constructive criticisms are preferred. Anonymous reviews are accepted.
A/N: This whole sick thing is getting on my nerves. I'm really sorry this is late!! This chapter is dedicated to Dracomalfoygirl7 because she made me feel really guilty!
And thanks to DracoMalfoyGirl7 for reviewing.
Dracomalfoygirl7 (Sorry..Didn't mean to be so cruel.. But here, just for you.)
Recap:
They smiled at each other, and then James stood and yawned. "Potions test in the morning. We should head up to the dormitories, mate."
Sirius checked his watch. "So we should, Prongs old friend."
They left the room together.
Chapter 11: Love's Nightmare
Heather had taken Harry to the hospital wing, and he was looking at his mum, who was sleeping, a book open in her hand, which had flopped across her stomach, as though she had fallen asleep reading it. Heather waited patiently. She had come to deeply enjoy her time in visions. It didn't bother her that no one said hello to her there, because no one knew she was there. Well, now Harry was here. They talked a bit. She really did like him, but. Heather sighed. Soon enough, she would be out of the hospital wing, and he wouldn't bother to notice her in the halls. And it would be just the same as always. She knew better than to think like this. She forced her attention onto Lily, waiting. Then she decided it would be more fun to watch Harry.
Lily began to stir, shifting mildly in her sleep. Her shifting resulted in her shivering a bit, and curling up. Then she stretched out once more, and began thrashing about. All of a sudden, Lily sat bolt upright, her eyes wide, her breathing erratic.
James appeared in the chair Harry was sitting in, and Harry jumped about 20 feet in the air. Heather couldn't help it. She laughed out loud. Harry looked at her. Her tried to glare, but eventually, just smiled wryly.
"You could have warned me."
"But where's the fun in that?"
He was about to respond when Heather pointed to his parents. James had taken his hand away from Lily's mouth, (he had placed it there to prevent her from screaming) and she turned to him. Her eyes were still unseeing, distant. Then she focused. And she saw James. She burst into quiet sobs and flung her arms around him.
"Oh, James! James, it was terrible! Is it really you, James, are you really here?"
"Shh, shh, yes, Lily, it's me, I'm here, and everything is alright. Now, what happened? Tell me, Lily."
She gulped, pulled back, and dried her tears. Her quavering voice, however, betrayed her. "I was upstairs, on the landing above the stairway in my house, and I was playing with Petunia. We were really little kids, I don't know how old. And we were playing jacks, and she threw the ball, and it hit one of the jacks, and it hit me in the eye. I started crying, and she ran to get our Mum with an ice pack." She paused. "Then we were older, and we were sitting in our room, painting our toenails and talking about guys, and we were laughing and talking and. I remember that night so well. Her boyfriend had just dumped her and so we bought some chocolate and watched movies and did girly things all night and it was so nice, and by the time the night was over, she didn't even care anymore. And that night, we both fell asleep on the floor, because we refused to go to bed." Lily sighed.
"Then. Well, the next morning I got my Hogwarts letter, and things changed. So then I saw her yelling to me, and I remembered some of the stuff she said and. I saw some of what happened with her when she.. Well, it doesn't matter, really.. Than it waas our parents' funeral, after the car crash. All of it was so real, James. And all of that really did happen. But then," here she stopped to draw a very shaky breath, "Then you and I were in the common room. It was late at night, and we were sitting together, and you had your arm around my shoulder, and I felt so comfortable. But then she came in, and. and. and. she came up to you, and she pulled out a gun, and... Oh, James! She killed you! And I thought I'd lost you forever!" Lily had flung her arms back around James, and was now adamantly refusing to let him go. She sobbed softly into his shoulder, and he held her close, trying to calm her. He slowly rocked her back and forth, and he rubbed her back, murmuring soothingly into her ear.
Lily pulled back a bit a while later, and he smiled at her, using his thumb to wipe away the tears. She looked at him with the fear of great loss in her eyes.
"Never leave me. Please, promise me. You'll never leave me, and you'll never walk away and leave mad at me, or anything."
"Oh, Lily-" His tone was soft and sympathetic, but Lily would have none of it.
"Promise!"
"I promise you, Lily. I promise it on all the love in my heart."
Lily looked at him silently for a moment, then nodded. "I love you."
"And I you."
Lily fell asleep soon after, with James at her side keeping his ceaseless vigil, and Harry and Heather floated back to reality.
A/N: Hm. 5 points to whoever can figure out where I'm foreshadowing in here or- even more impressive- what it's foreshadowing. If you can't figure it out, you'll be waiting for a looooong time, because I don't intend on revealing my secrets anytime soon. (BTW, the points are completely worthless, in case your wondering)
Next chapter up in a week, supposing I can still manage to type.
R/R, PLEASE!! Flames are welcome, though constructive criticisms are preferred. Anonymous reviews are accepted.