Authors Note: Hey everyone. I've got another update for you. I hope you
like it. It's a bit longer then previous chapters.
The Elfin Child- *watches as Angry Marauders look out window after you* Er, I didn't have anything to do with it. It was all her. Thank you for the review!
Bell- Hey, sorry about not updating for so long. I'll try to be a better person, I promise. Romance is coming, James and Lily very soon, I promises.
Anarane Anwamane- Thank you, I hope you like this chapter.
Zebragurl- I'm glad you like the banter, I wasn't entirely sure if I was getting that down or not. I'm glad you liked it. I'm sorry about the scary pictures of Arabella and Sirius; I started this before OotP so yeah. James/Lily action begins soon, I promises!
Midnight-shadow- I'm glad you loved the fluff, from here on in its cheesy for at least a little while. I have odd inspirations when I'm writing. It's meant to be a little confusing, I think.
I hope you guys like this chapter. I apologize in advance for any soap opera like plotlines. I'm just strange. ~_^ I hope you like it!
Oh, and because I haven't done one for a long time. DISCLAIMER: I own nothing! Okay, I own a few things but I don't own the major characters they are all the wonderful creation of J.K. Rowling and I feel honored to use them, though she probably has no idea who I am I bow down to her in gratitude! Flames will be used to light my cigarettes. thank you very much, please review! ~Frankie~
Chapter Twenty-Four: Mistakes
After James bit Remus goodnight he climbed up the stairs to his bedroom. He glanced at Lily's closed door when he reached the landing and briefly thought about going to say goodnight but dismissed the thought immediately knowing that his self-restraint wouldn't survive past going through her bedroom door. He sighed in a slightly disheartened manner and turned to his own bedroom; he entered, closing the door behind him and leaning against it to soak up the darkness and to stare at the patch of moonlight coming in through the open drapes over the window. James glanced at his bed and a sudden wave of loneliness engulfed him. "By Merlin I am pathetic," he muttered to himself and stripped down to his maroon boxers and climbed into bed.
If James had been hoping to fall asleep immediately, he was mistaken. His thoughts instantly strayed to what Lily had said to him earlier and as he removed his glasses her voice echoed in his head. He stared up at the ceiling picturing Lily's face as the words were repeated. "I like you, a lot, and I just don't see why there can't be something between us, and don't use my age again," her voice was just a little pleading and a whole lot sweet and kind. His own voice taunted him with his cowardly plea for time.
"I can't believe I was in Gryffindor," James mumbled furiously to himself as he covered his face with a pillow as if trying to suffocate himself. A few moments later he uncovered his face and stared up at the ceiling again. Thought were rolling through his mind like wildfire and he knew that until they had run their course he wouldn't be able to sleep. He didn't really have any idea why he was so attracted to Lily. She was just a girl; naïve with a sort of embedded strength that seemed to radiate from her in breathtaking waves. It nearly drove him to madness every moment he saw her. His thoughts began to drift toward a future involving him and her together, maybe a few children, a son perhaps. That's when any thought of future came skidding to a halt on Voldemort.
The terrible excuse for a wizard was taking over every where and James ached to stop him. So many people were turning up dead or being reported missing that the Daily Prophet has a 3 page layout everyday with updates, family pleas and rewards for information. The whole wizarding world was up in arms. The Aurors were struggling to gain more ground but it kept slipping away. Even the capture of one of Voldemort's Death Eaters was pretty much useless. They never said a word and when they were locked up in Azkaban they always seemed to escape without much trouble mere days and sometimes hours after they were put away. Because of this the Minister of Magic began to allow the Aurors to use the Unforgivable Curses on the Death Eaters. James thought this was a mistake only because killing them wouldn't help much; Voldemort got new followers every day and it wasn't any good trying to fight fire with fire.
James sighed and scrubbed at his face with his hands and felt the stubble there proclaiming his need to shave in the morning. Sleep was avoiding him yet again and insomnia seemed to plague him every night though he managed to hide it from Sirius and Remus with glamour charms to veil the shadows under his eyes. James wished that he was better at Potions so he could make himself a sleeping draught and actually rest his tired body. The fact was that last night when he'd held Lily through her nightmare it had been the first time in weeks that he had managed a decent night's sleep. He sighed again and turned away from the door when he heard Arabella giggle quietly and Sirius' door shut with a snap. James climbed out of bed and grabbed his wand to silence any possible things that he would hear coming from Sirius' room. He had absolutely no desire to hear the happy couple doing whatever happy couples do when they've gotten back together.
Once the charm was cast James crawled back beneath his warm comforter and closed his eyes hoping and pleading that sleep might finally over take him, and it did.
In her sleep Lily tossed and turned in the fit of yet another nightmare. The man standing in front of Mr. Henderson's driveway was now standing in front of her and she was bound tightly to a chair. There was another chair just in front of her with another woman that she knew tied there, mouthing that everything was going to be okay. Lily was very frightened and she felt as if she and Alice were doomed to die at the vile man's hands. His eyes were glowing red and he was ghostly pale, the hand holding his wand nonchalantly at his side as though he was waiting for something to happen.
"What are you and Potter plotting girl?" Voldemort asked with his head to the side as if he was just asking for a cup of sugar. "How do you plan to undo me girl! Speak up or she dies," he said coldly and a dagger suddenly appeared in his other hand, its tip resting on Alice's neck; a small bead of her blood dripping down on to her sweater testifying the sharpness of the blade.
There was a sudden flash of light and a deafening bang before- "Lily, Lily; wake up! You're having a nightmare," Remus' voice brought her out and she clutched at him sobbing, tears streaming down her sweaty face. "Shh, every thing is okay now. You're awake, it was just a nightmare," Remus repeated over and over until Lily's breathing steadied and her hiccupping desisted. He rocked her back and forth until she whispered something he didn't understand. "What was that?" he asked soothingly and waited for her to speak.
"Voldemort, it was about Voldemort," Lily said and Remus examined her face carefully. The fear from her dream was still evident in her eyes.
"What happened?" Remus asked knowing that if she didn't tell it soon the fear would only bottle itself up inside and make her almost useless if she ever really did come face to face with Voldemort.
Lily took a deep breath and began. "Alice and I were walking, it was getting late. The setting sun had turned everything orange and we were trying to get back to the Leaky Cauldron because I wasn't able to Apparate yet, when we were suddenly surrounded by men in black hooded cloaks; six of them, I think. One of them said, 'Stupefy,' and then I remember coming to tied to a chair and Alice was tied to a chair in front of me a few feet away. Voldemort was between us shooting off question after question and there was a voice in my head saying, 'Answer, answer the questions,' and I didn't want to or didn't know or something. Voldemort started threatening Alice with a dagger. Then there was this light and a loud bang before you woke me up," Lily said periodically pausing, but only to take a breath before she would continue. When she finished she looked tired and there was still fear in her eyes, but she wasn't nearly as frightened as she had been when she woke.
Remus ran the story though his head and wondered a great many things, but first he needed to ask one question. "Alice who?" he asked trying to keep is curiosity to a minimum.
"Prewitt of course! What other Alice do we know? She's going to marry Frank Longbottom in a month or two," Lily said and rolled her eyes appearing frustrated for a moment before it turned into an odd sort of shock and she looked up at Remus whose eyes were wide and he looked almost fearful.
"Lily, when did you meet Alice and Frank?" Remus asked wondering if he could get anymore answers from her that she shouldn't know.
For a moment Lily appeared confused. "I don't know anyone named Alice or Frank, Remus, except for maybe one of my grade school peers," Lily said and closed her eyes as if in pain.
"Are you okay?" Remus asked wondering absently why he was about as worried about her as he would have been if James started spouting out curses of the Dark variety.
Lily's left hand came up and she pressed on her temples. "Headache," Lily whispered through clenched teeth and suddenly seemed to go limp falling backwards onto her pillow.
"Lily, Lily wake up!" Remus said and shook her lightly. She didn't wake. Remus jumped up and ran down the hall banging open Sirius' door. "Get up! Get dressed! Go check on Lily and try to wake her up. I have to get James," Remus said not even glancing at the couple who had been sleeping peacefully in each others' arms. Remus finished his dash down the hall to James' room wondering why he hadn't already raced down the hall to Lily's room. He threw open the door shouting James' name but no sound was heard, not Remus and not the door crashing against the wall. "Damnit!" Remus said and couldn't think of the counter charm. He flicked on the lights with a wave of his wand and shook James awake.
James sat up when Remus' hand clamped tightly around his forearm and saw the wide eyed look of horror on his face. "What?" James asked as he tried to clamor out of bed and realized that in his tiredness he had silenced not only the door but the whole bloody room. He grabbed his wand and said the counter charm. "What's wrong?"
Remus was breathing hard and James only caught a few words. "Lily.. nightmare.. headache.. unconscious.. St. Mungo's."
James' eyes widened and he grabbed his wand, glasses, jeans and a shirt and ran down the hall and into Lily's room in under ten seconds.
Author's Note: I hope that you all liked this chapter. Please review! I write this for all of you to read and I really appreciate your support or criticism. Thank you very much! ~Frankie~
The Elfin Child- *watches as Angry Marauders look out window after you* Er, I didn't have anything to do with it. It was all her. Thank you for the review!
Bell- Hey, sorry about not updating for so long. I'll try to be a better person, I promise. Romance is coming, James and Lily very soon, I promises.
Anarane Anwamane- Thank you, I hope you like this chapter.
Zebragurl- I'm glad you like the banter, I wasn't entirely sure if I was getting that down or not. I'm glad you liked it. I'm sorry about the scary pictures of Arabella and Sirius; I started this before OotP so yeah. James/Lily action begins soon, I promises!
Midnight-shadow- I'm glad you loved the fluff, from here on in its cheesy for at least a little while. I have odd inspirations when I'm writing. It's meant to be a little confusing, I think.
I hope you guys like this chapter. I apologize in advance for any soap opera like plotlines. I'm just strange. ~_^ I hope you like it!
Oh, and because I haven't done one for a long time. DISCLAIMER: I own nothing! Okay, I own a few things but I don't own the major characters they are all the wonderful creation of J.K. Rowling and I feel honored to use them, though she probably has no idea who I am I bow down to her in gratitude! Flames will be used to light my cigarettes. thank you very much, please review! ~Frankie~
Chapter Twenty-Four: Mistakes
After James bit Remus goodnight he climbed up the stairs to his bedroom. He glanced at Lily's closed door when he reached the landing and briefly thought about going to say goodnight but dismissed the thought immediately knowing that his self-restraint wouldn't survive past going through her bedroom door. He sighed in a slightly disheartened manner and turned to his own bedroom; he entered, closing the door behind him and leaning against it to soak up the darkness and to stare at the patch of moonlight coming in through the open drapes over the window. James glanced at his bed and a sudden wave of loneliness engulfed him. "By Merlin I am pathetic," he muttered to himself and stripped down to his maroon boxers and climbed into bed.
If James had been hoping to fall asleep immediately, he was mistaken. His thoughts instantly strayed to what Lily had said to him earlier and as he removed his glasses her voice echoed in his head. He stared up at the ceiling picturing Lily's face as the words were repeated. "I like you, a lot, and I just don't see why there can't be something between us, and don't use my age again," her voice was just a little pleading and a whole lot sweet and kind. His own voice taunted him with his cowardly plea for time.
"I can't believe I was in Gryffindor," James mumbled furiously to himself as he covered his face with a pillow as if trying to suffocate himself. A few moments later he uncovered his face and stared up at the ceiling again. Thought were rolling through his mind like wildfire and he knew that until they had run their course he wouldn't be able to sleep. He didn't really have any idea why he was so attracted to Lily. She was just a girl; naïve with a sort of embedded strength that seemed to radiate from her in breathtaking waves. It nearly drove him to madness every moment he saw her. His thoughts began to drift toward a future involving him and her together, maybe a few children, a son perhaps. That's when any thought of future came skidding to a halt on Voldemort.
The terrible excuse for a wizard was taking over every where and James ached to stop him. So many people were turning up dead or being reported missing that the Daily Prophet has a 3 page layout everyday with updates, family pleas and rewards for information. The whole wizarding world was up in arms. The Aurors were struggling to gain more ground but it kept slipping away. Even the capture of one of Voldemort's Death Eaters was pretty much useless. They never said a word and when they were locked up in Azkaban they always seemed to escape without much trouble mere days and sometimes hours after they were put away. Because of this the Minister of Magic began to allow the Aurors to use the Unforgivable Curses on the Death Eaters. James thought this was a mistake only because killing them wouldn't help much; Voldemort got new followers every day and it wasn't any good trying to fight fire with fire.
James sighed and scrubbed at his face with his hands and felt the stubble there proclaiming his need to shave in the morning. Sleep was avoiding him yet again and insomnia seemed to plague him every night though he managed to hide it from Sirius and Remus with glamour charms to veil the shadows under his eyes. James wished that he was better at Potions so he could make himself a sleeping draught and actually rest his tired body. The fact was that last night when he'd held Lily through her nightmare it had been the first time in weeks that he had managed a decent night's sleep. He sighed again and turned away from the door when he heard Arabella giggle quietly and Sirius' door shut with a snap. James climbed out of bed and grabbed his wand to silence any possible things that he would hear coming from Sirius' room. He had absolutely no desire to hear the happy couple doing whatever happy couples do when they've gotten back together.
Once the charm was cast James crawled back beneath his warm comforter and closed his eyes hoping and pleading that sleep might finally over take him, and it did.
In her sleep Lily tossed and turned in the fit of yet another nightmare. The man standing in front of Mr. Henderson's driveway was now standing in front of her and she was bound tightly to a chair. There was another chair just in front of her with another woman that she knew tied there, mouthing that everything was going to be okay. Lily was very frightened and she felt as if she and Alice were doomed to die at the vile man's hands. His eyes were glowing red and he was ghostly pale, the hand holding his wand nonchalantly at his side as though he was waiting for something to happen.
"What are you and Potter plotting girl?" Voldemort asked with his head to the side as if he was just asking for a cup of sugar. "How do you plan to undo me girl! Speak up or she dies," he said coldly and a dagger suddenly appeared in his other hand, its tip resting on Alice's neck; a small bead of her blood dripping down on to her sweater testifying the sharpness of the blade.
There was a sudden flash of light and a deafening bang before- "Lily, Lily; wake up! You're having a nightmare," Remus' voice brought her out and she clutched at him sobbing, tears streaming down her sweaty face. "Shh, every thing is okay now. You're awake, it was just a nightmare," Remus repeated over and over until Lily's breathing steadied and her hiccupping desisted. He rocked her back and forth until she whispered something he didn't understand. "What was that?" he asked soothingly and waited for her to speak.
"Voldemort, it was about Voldemort," Lily said and Remus examined her face carefully. The fear from her dream was still evident in her eyes.
"What happened?" Remus asked knowing that if she didn't tell it soon the fear would only bottle itself up inside and make her almost useless if she ever really did come face to face with Voldemort.
Lily took a deep breath and began. "Alice and I were walking, it was getting late. The setting sun had turned everything orange and we were trying to get back to the Leaky Cauldron because I wasn't able to Apparate yet, when we were suddenly surrounded by men in black hooded cloaks; six of them, I think. One of them said, 'Stupefy,' and then I remember coming to tied to a chair and Alice was tied to a chair in front of me a few feet away. Voldemort was between us shooting off question after question and there was a voice in my head saying, 'Answer, answer the questions,' and I didn't want to or didn't know or something. Voldemort started threatening Alice with a dagger. Then there was this light and a loud bang before you woke me up," Lily said periodically pausing, but only to take a breath before she would continue. When she finished she looked tired and there was still fear in her eyes, but she wasn't nearly as frightened as she had been when she woke.
Remus ran the story though his head and wondered a great many things, but first he needed to ask one question. "Alice who?" he asked trying to keep is curiosity to a minimum.
"Prewitt of course! What other Alice do we know? She's going to marry Frank Longbottom in a month or two," Lily said and rolled her eyes appearing frustrated for a moment before it turned into an odd sort of shock and she looked up at Remus whose eyes were wide and he looked almost fearful.
"Lily, when did you meet Alice and Frank?" Remus asked wondering if he could get anymore answers from her that she shouldn't know.
For a moment Lily appeared confused. "I don't know anyone named Alice or Frank, Remus, except for maybe one of my grade school peers," Lily said and closed her eyes as if in pain.
"Are you okay?" Remus asked wondering absently why he was about as worried about her as he would have been if James started spouting out curses of the Dark variety.
Lily's left hand came up and she pressed on her temples. "Headache," Lily whispered through clenched teeth and suddenly seemed to go limp falling backwards onto her pillow.
"Lily, Lily wake up!" Remus said and shook her lightly. She didn't wake. Remus jumped up and ran down the hall banging open Sirius' door. "Get up! Get dressed! Go check on Lily and try to wake her up. I have to get James," Remus said not even glancing at the couple who had been sleeping peacefully in each others' arms. Remus finished his dash down the hall to James' room wondering why he hadn't already raced down the hall to Lily's room. He threw open the door shouting James' name but no sound was heard, not Remus and not the door crashing against the wall. "Damnit!" Remus said and couldn't think of the counter charm. He flicked on the lights with a wave of his wand and shook James awake.
James sat up when Remus' hand clamped tightly around his forearm and saw the wide eyed look of horror on his face. "What?" James asked as he tried to clamor out of bed and realized that in his tiredness he had silenced not only the door but the whole bloody room. He grabbed his wand and said the counter charm. "What's wrong?"
Remus was breathing hard and James only caught a few words. "Lily.. nightmare.. headache.. unconscious.. St. Mungo's."
James' eyes widened and he grabbed his wand, glasses, jeans and a shirt and ran down the hall and into Lily's room in under ten seconds.
Author's Note: I hope that you all liked this chapter. Please review! I write this for all of you to read and I really appreciate your support or criticism. Thank you very much! ~Frankie~