And, after the LONG and TEDIOUS wait, the ninth chapter of The Last Resort!! YAY!! Just a note to all of those who started reading this when I first posted it: when I did that, it was in their fifth year, but a while back I changed it to sixth year, just thought I'd let you know.
Chapter 9 ~Avada Kedavra
"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny, but in ourselves."
~ William Shakespeare
When they got back to the school, Lily pulled Remus aside in the entrance hall.
"What is it Lily?" he asked.
"Well, I was wondering if you could help me with something," she said slowly.
"Yea, sure. Is anything wrong?" he asked concernedly.
"No, I need your help with a Christmas present… for James," she said somewhat reluctantly.
"Really? I'll help, anything you need, I'll help you with it," he told her.
"Okay, I need you to get as many pictures together that would be memories he'd like to look back on," Lily explained, "You can get Sirius and Peter to help as well."
"Alright. What are you getting him?" he asked curiously.
"I'm putting together a photo album for him. Oh and if you three could make captions for the pictures that'd help a lot. Make it a little more special… more interesting," she added on second thought.
"Sure Lil, I'll tell the others."
"Thank you sooooooo much Rem and don't tell James!"
"I won't!" he yelled over his shoulder as he headed up the stairs.
"What was that all about?" Mollie questioned as she pranced over.
"A Christmas gift for James," Lily said heedlessly.
"Ooooooo! Whatcha get him?" Mollie asked animatedly. This is a good sign, she thought.
"A photo album."
"Oh, I've got some pics that's be really good, you want 'em?" she offered.
"Yea sure, the more the merrier!" The both of them then went up to the common room.
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Sunday afternoon, Lily found herself on her bed, surrounded by piles upon piles of pictures. Remus had supplied her with many of them, but Mollie had given her a few and Lily had a few herself. Remus' consisted of snapshots of their many pranks, their first year here and many more. Lily had a few of herself yelling at him for one of the many horrible pranks he had pulled on her. And Mollie, Mollie had had the audacity to take some pictures of them when they were acting as a couple.
She picked up one of her and James sitting together in the common room. James was playing a game of chess against Sirius and Lily was right next to him. Her head was on his shoulder and her arm around his waist. Every once around in a while, the picture James would kiss the picture Lily and they'd look at each other lovingly. Sirius would roll his eyes and yell at him to focus on the game.
That looks so real! Lily thought as her and James started at each other again.
Well maybe it is real! Said that annoying voice in the back of her head.
It can't be real, it's an act! She defended.
Are you sure you were acting? It asked.
Yes… she thought hesitantly.
Then how come you haven't thought of Diggory lately? The voice questioned.
I have too thought of him lately! I've just been busy, that's all, she reasoned.
Yeah, busy thinking about James!
NO! Okay, I can't like James, He'll hurt him! Lily yelled at herself.
Right, it's not okay for ol' Voldie to hurt James, but its okay for him to hurt Diggory.
NO! I didn't say that!
Not quite, but you'll go out with Diggory and not James… makes sense, the voice said sarcastically.
Whatever! I don't like James and that's final!
With that the voices stopped much to Lily's relief. She took the photograph she was holding and instead of putting it in the album, she stuffed it in the bottom of her drawer in her bedside table.
I don't really like him, do I?
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"So, Lily," Mollie initiated at dinner, "What did you think of those pictures?"
I loved them! I even have one in my dresser! "They were very funny, hardy har har har!" she answered scathingly.
"Sorry! I thought you might like them! So, did you use any of them?" she asked warily.
"Yea, actually I did. Thought he'd get a good laugh out of them," Lily countered.
"You almost done?"
"Yea, `bout halfway. I still need to figure out which one to put on the front," Lily said with annoyance.
"Why not one of you to together?" Mollie recommended.
"Right, and why don't I go up to him right now and profess my perpetual love for him!" she retorted mockingly.
"What's that?" Mollie asked with anticipation.
"I was being sarcastic. Besides, if I did do that he'd think I actually did like him or something. Ugh, that'd be wrong," Lily said. Yea, then how come you aren't really cringing? Shut-up! Lily said to herself.
"Yea, I guess it would be wrong. But, are you sure you don't have any feelings for him?" Mollie asked guardedly. This was pushing the envelope.
"WHAT? How could you think that? No! He is just my friend and nothing more!" Lily yelled at her, or is he?
"Whatever Lil, I didn't mean to offend you, I was just wondering. You guys seem pretty close," Mollie covered for herself.
"Yea Mol, whatever you say. Just don't bring it up again," Lily commanded.
"Okay Lil, it was just a question," Mollie said, ending the conversation.
How close is she though? Lily thought. I know I harbor some feelings for him, but how profound are they? I mean, I'm not going to get myself hurt. James is somewhat of a player, but he seems so altered than before. Oh jeez, I need to get my life straightened out!
While Lily was thinking all this stuff, Mollie was pondering to herself as well.
Jesus Christ! I'm never going to win this bet, and that means I have to do whatever Lupin want me to do! Just great! Come on Lily!! I can tell you like him! Just declare it to me! I've got till Thursday to win this bet or I'm at the beck and call of Remus Lupin. Oh God!
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Sunday faded into Monday which melted into Tuesday. The week was going by too rapid for Mollie's liking. She had only two days left to get them to confess and Lily hadn't budged, nor James. As each day went on, Mollie got more perturbed and Remus got more arrogant.
Lily had qualms of her own. She still wasn't quite sure what she felt for James. And she was sure he didn't return the feelings. She was very perplexed and couldn't decide where she stood. And for some reason, Mollie kept asking peculiar questions and getting fidgety.
Tuesday night, Lily had finished the album, returned all the leftover pictures and picked the perfect shot for the jacket. It was a picture of the four guys in their first year in front of the train. They had their arms slung around each other and the biggest grins on their faces. It was perfect.
Before Lily went to sleep, she went in her drawer and pulled out her picture of the chess game. She stared at it and smiled as the photo James and Lily kissed. I've gotta figure this stuff out! She told herself as she put it away and pulled the bedspread around her. She wafted off to sleep almost instantaneously.
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Lily found herself walking towards a striking house in a pastoral area. It was a very cute cottage-type dwelling. She walked through the front door and into a living room. It was quite plain, with taupe carpeting, white walls, leather emerald green furniture and a TV stand. It looked almost muggle, but the wall hangings gave it away. The paintings were moving; it was a wizarding household.
No one was in the room, but voices were floating through the doorway towards the back of the abode. There was also a light on, the only one in the whole house. She began walking towards it and the dialogue became clearer.
"Will you stop pacing?" came a feminine voice that sounded indistinctly proverbial to Lily.
"I'm sorry sweetheart, it's just…" the second voice trailed off. It too sounded familiar.
"James, you trust Peter, don't you? We'll be fine!"
So, it's James! God, that means it's probably Arabella in there! Lily thought.
She walked through the entry and saw an older James striding back and forth on a kitchen floor.
The years had been good to him. He was only about 23. He still had his untamable hair and sparkling periwinkle-blue eyes that Lily loved to gaze into. Even though he was wearing a shirt, she could still tell he had a nice set of muscles and a well toned chest.
Quidditch was good to him.
He looked very distressed though.
She then turned her attention to the table and got a bit of a revelation. Instead of seeing the older and tan face of Arabella, she saw the fair face of an older from of herself. It was strange to say the least. She looked older than James, even though they were the same age, and worry was written in her expressions. In her arms was a charming raven haired baby. He looked almost exactly like James except the green eyes and pale skin tone, they were Lily's.
"I know we should be out of harm's way, but something doesn't feel right Lily," James said back, pulling the young Lily out of her reverie.
"I understand, but you're making Harry squirm and he doesn't need this. He's only a year old!" the older Lily said.
"I'm sorry. I don't need to be worrying out little fella now do I Harry?" James said more cheerfully as he took the baby, who Lily assumed to be Harry, from her older self and spun him around the room.
"James, be careful, he just ate!" her adult self admonished.
"Calm down! He's gotta learn how to fly somehow! And since you won't let me-"
BANG
Lily spun around and since she was standing in the entrance to the kitchen, she saw the front door blow away. She was pulled back to the kitchen by their hasty muted voices.
"Lily, it's him! Take Harry and go upstairs! Floo to Sirius', you'll be safe there!" James directed as he gave Harry to the mature Lily.
"What about you?" she asked back hysterically.
"I'll be fine. I'm gonna hold him off until you get away," he told her.
"NO! I'm not leaving without you! He'll kill you!" she yelled back as she flung her arms around him, juggling Harry in-between.
"Lily, GO! I'm not gonna let him hurt you!" he charged again.
"Nor I you!" she said firmly.
"LILY! You're going and that's final! If not for me, then for Harry; he needs his mom," James told her lovingly as tears began to flow down his face.
"He needs his dad too!" she persisted, weeping as well.
"Lily, please go! I love you, you know that! Now go!" he said quietly, choking on his tears.
"I love you too!" Lily replied with a lump in her throat.
"Aw, how touching!" came a cold high voice from behind the young Lily. It scared her half to death and she speedily ran into the kitchen. It was a man (if you called that a man) in a black cloak. It had its hood up, but you could still see its flaming ruby serpentine eyes.
"Lily GO!" James bellowed as he whipped out his wand. Lily began to run up the steps, Harry in arm. The young Lily was following close behind, but she had stopped half way up and turned around to look down.
"GIVE ME THE BOY!" it commanded.
"NEVER! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" James demanded. "STU-"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" laughed the high cold voice.
James fell to the floor in a flash of green light and was dead before he even hit it.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" screamed both Lily's. The older one looked like she was deciding whether or not to run to his side. But that decision was already determined for her as Voldemort made his way towards the steps. Both Lily's ran, the younger following the older. She ran into what looked like a nursery, closed the door and grabbed for a dipper bag, baby still in hand.
Just as she was about to toss some floo powder in the fire place, the door exploded and the creature/man waltzed in.
"STAY AWAY!" she screamed, holding Harry behind her back, tears gushing down her face profusely now.
"Just give me the boy and you'll be fine," it tried to coerce.
"NEVER!" she spat out.
"You stupid girl!" it now said in a sinister way. "You need not die!"
"James gave his life for me and our baby; and it's not going to be wasted! You're not going to hurt him!" she shrieked. She clutched her wand and put it at the ready.
"IDIOT GIRL! AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Another blaze of green illumination and the baby squealed into the night.
Lily woke up in a cold sweat. Her pajamas were stuck to her back and legs and she was twisted in her sheets. She sat there, thinking to herself as she tried unwrapped herself from her blankets.
It was just a nightmare. I'm still 16 and at Hogwarts and James- JAMES! Lily leapt up and ran out of her dorm as inaudibly as feasible. She swiftly ran up the staircase to the boys' dorm and slowed down when she reached the sixth year's dorm. She opened it a crack and squeezed in. She tip-toed towards James' bed and halfway there, a floorboard creaked.
She stopped; her heart pulsating violently as she waited to make sure that none of them woke. The only thing she heard was a huge snore from Sirius. She continued creeping towards James' bed.
Please let him be alive; let him be okay! She inwardly prayed. She sneaked through his curtains and saw him in his bed, sleeping serenely. Nothing wrong. Lily then noticed that he wasn't under the covers and had nothing on but his boxers. She blushed, even thought no one could she her.
She sighed with relief and went back out of the room. Instead of going back to bed, she went down to the common room and sat down to mull over the dream. She was right in front of the fire, which was stoked because of it being December, and just starred into it.
What does this mean? She asked herself.
Think a minute genius! It's not that hard! Said her very irritating other half.
Well, I'm married to him and we have a kid. Voldemort comes and kills us for our son… this makes NO sense!
Yes it does! Right before you went to sleep, you said: 'I gotta figure this stuff out'! Well, now you have. You obviously love him.
I love him? She thought. Oh My GOD! I do! I love James Potter!
Authors Note ~ Hola Amigos! WOW! I can't believe I actually got this done! It took me forever! I mean, after reading OotP I had writers block. I really couldn't think of what to write I was so devastated. But, life goes on and JK doesn't do stuff like this without a reason. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, it took me forever to get done AND it's longer than normal (grant it – not as long as some of them that I've seen, but longer than my normal ones). Now, onto thank-you's:
angelface58 ~I'm glad you love it and I plan on it!
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LiLUmBrA ~ Thanks for agreeing with me about Ank!
Amelia Bedelia ~ I plan on keeping it my way as well, if I tried to change it it'd be
REALLY complicated
emerald-hopes ~thanks for agreeing with me about yelling at Ank, it really helped a lot
to. Helped me get over my depression. So, question, what did you do to make
yourself fell like a jackass. Just wondering.
Hello there ~You flatter me. I am glad that you like this story and think it's that special
and all, but it really isn't that special. I'm glad you think it's so good tho.
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And, a special thanks to all those people who agreed with me about the OotP. I really appreciate it. And, to Ank, I just have one question for you: You have only been yelling at me about my little authors notes, why haven't you commented of my story and what do you think of it? I just wanna know, because you haven't even given me bad comments about it.
WOW! That took FOREVER!! Well, now you all know what to do, REVIEW! And tell me if it's good, bad, or awful. Wait, I've got an idea. Rate it: A, B, C, D, or F.
A = as good as it gets
B = not bad
C = could be longer and more descriptive
D = not that good
F = REALLY SUCKS!
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