Author's Note: Hello all! It's only been like four days since my last
chapter, I feel spiffeh. Anyways, I don't have much to say regarding this
chapter, but I hope you like it. Sleep is good, remember that. And the
thank yous are as follows:
Midnight Shadow of Insaneness- yes, the coma again, but all shall be okay, otherwise I would have to end this story here and that makes no sense because Harry isn't even around yet!
I o u a name- Sorry as always for the shortness. I'll try to make the next one longer!
Black-cat-on-the-wall- Good, I'm glad you don't pity Peter because he is a git and needs to die. *sighs* You're good at remembering things. I took a look at the lyrics to that song and you're right. So right that I was scared, especially in the stuff I'm writing at the moment. which is like a day ahead of this chapter. I might make it some time of journal entry of Lily's, who knows? Thank you for the wonderful reviews!
MegHarts- Vacation eh? Where did you go? Anyways, sadly James shall not be getting any sleep after this chapter for quite a while. O_o. yes Lily can see right through him. remember that. it may become important I haven't decided yet.
I HIT 200 REVIEWS! I LOVE YOU GUYS! You're all awesome!
EbonyQuill- New reviewer! YAY! Sorry that your parents made you go to sleep, but I'm glad that you love it! So far Lily's condition is just spawned from all the overwhelming things that are going on. *must remember to put in another Voldie chapter* But anyways, thank you very much!
Ggal- In the massive blackout eh? Where were you? Anyways, thank you, I'm glad your computer is back and that you liked the chapter, I guess I just thought it wasn't up to scratch or something. Meh.
Poetbrit- James does have a temper; sadly it's going to get worse eventually. Lots of drama on its way. ^_^ Two reviews eh? Hmm, well, here you go, sorry my updating habits are unreliable.
Ami N Aya- Don't worry, I have lots more just typing it all up. I'm into my third notebook now, so there doesn't seem to be a worry for anyone, except for my unpredictable updating habits.
Bell- Yes James does have feeling for Lily. *shakes head* How else is Harry going to show up? Tut tut, you should know that. *smiles* Anyways, I'm glad you liked this one too!
PinayAko- Thank you, I'm glad you think it's great.
Mockingbirdflyaway- Thank you, and yes Harry will show up. I have to get the lovebirds together and then get them married and then have them. reproduce. so it's going to be a while! Be patient. good things come to those who wait.
Well, I hope you all like this chapter, if you like fluff of the James/Lily variety you've come the right place and will be in this chapter. I plan to start making the chapters longer for the fact that everyone keeps asking. I hope I can make them longer at least. ~Frankie~
Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Bad and the Good
On their way up to the tearoom James fumed silently and knew that Sirius and Remus knew about his scheme to keep them from worrying about him and wondered when they were going to question him about why he'd done it. To James' surprise they didn't bring it up, so James asked, "Why is Peter here? Is he okay?" He hoped that one of his closest friends hadn't had a run in with Voldemort.
"It depends on your definition of okay," Remus said in a perturbed voice, he wasn't too happy with James hiding things from them but that wasn't the reason for his annoyance.
Sirius shook his head, "Peter's Gran was killed James. He came home to find the Dark Mark above her house," he said and heard James' outraged cry.
"Why wasn't he there?" James asked angrily. Wilhelmina Pettigrew has always been very kind to them and James saw no reason for an old and nearly senile woman to be killed. His analyst's mind was trying to grasp any possible reason why Voldemort would order her death as he certainly wouldn't do it himself. His Death Eaters were his lackies for a reason.
"He was getting her peanuts. You know how demanding she was of him; if he hadn't done it there would have been hell to pay," Sirius said and pushed open the door to the tearoom where Peter was still lying on the cot and he didn't seem to have moved an inch.
"Is he okay?" James asked looking slightly alarmed as he walked quickly over to the side of the cot.
"One of the healers came in and gave him a calming potion, he must have added a sedative to it," Remus said still sounding a little perturbed. He sighed and said, "I'm still slightly annoyed with Peter for that comment."
James sighed, "I know as am I, but we have to put it aside and help Peter with his grief," he said and touched Remus' shoulder in a friendly manner.
Remus sighed, "I know and I will try, as long as he doesn't act like a buffoon," he said and his words were punctuated by the sound of the tearoom door opening and Arabella stepping inside looking grave.
James looked over and saw in Arabella's eyes what he didn't want to hear. He felt like his chest had been rammed into with a concrete block and he had to force himself to take another breath. "Bella? Is something wrong?" Sirius asked just as James collapsed into a chair with a loud plop. Sirius looked back at James and saw the look of complete and utter horror; he didn't need the explanation any longer.
"She's had a relapse," Arabella said dully and didn't notice the solitary tear slip down her cheek until Sirius was there and he brushed it away.
"What happened?" Remus asked for James' benefit since he seemed beyond words at this point and was staring unblinkingly at a point on the wall across from his chair.
"We were talking about things and she got a headache and started rubbing her temples and I went to get Daniel. By the time we got back to her bed she was unconscious," Arabella explain quietly.
"It's my fault," James said in a barely audible voice.
"Damn right it's your fault James! Now get your arse downstairs and fix it!" Arabella exclaimed in a rather hysterical voice and Sirius held her close while she sobbed. "Damnit! I don't understand these feelings!" she muttered.
"None of us do, and the only conceivable explanation is downright insane," Remus said quietly.
"Sometimes insanity is a virtue," Albus Dumbledore said from the doorway of the tearoom and Arabella jumped again, startled at the sound of his voice. "My apologies Bella. I seem to need to wear a cat's bell around my neck to announce my approach," he said in a mildly amused manner. He received grim smiles in return. "I take it by the presence of everyone here and James' stoic expression that Lily has had a relapse," Dumbledore said with a sigh and Remus nodded.
James was still staring at the wall. Muggles call what James is feeling shock, but now we'll settle for disbelief. He wasn't aware of the conversation going on around him, nor the sudden appearance of Albus Dumbledore. The only thing he was aware of were Arabella's words to him and the last conversation he'd had with Lily where he'd been so very angry that he needn't have to have words with her, she just knew that he was pissed off. Arabella was right; in essence it was his fault. He'd made it seem as if he didn't want her to tell anyone anything about him and though that was true he should have known that they would have found out eventually. He shouldn't have been trying to hide things from them in the first place. Damn his pride to hell, he thought and no one noticed him slip from the room and walk mechanically down stairs to Lily's room.
James reached Lily's room and but for her unconscious body there wasn't another soul in the room but him. He barely registered the dull slap of his shoes on the linoleum floor as he approached Lily's bed and sat down in the chair again. "Lily?" he whispered hoping it was all a dream; that she was just sleeping and would wake when she heard his voice. "Lily, please wake up?" he said but it seemed more like a question. His shoulders slumped, he felt horrible. "Arabella said it was my fault, and she's right. It's my fault that you're here in this hospital. I'm sorry that I was angry and that it seemed like I was mad at you, but I'm not. You just made me realize that I should have been honest with my friends. I had no right to be angry with you when I knew that they would find out eventually," James said and he rested his head on his crossed arms and stared at the blankets that were just a breath from his nose.
"I wish that you would wake up Lily. I want you to wake up because I want to help you, and I want to keep Voldemort from getting anymore victories," he whispered and listened to her quiet breathing for a while trying to keep himself from falling asleep. For a moment he thought he had when he felt Lily's slim fingers toying with his already untidy hair. He looked up at her and through the darkness he saw her vibrant green eyes open and watching him while her auburn hair gathered and bunched around her shoulders. He thought he was dreaming, how could such an angel be lying there as if she were completely content just watching him. In that moment his breath caught and he barely managed to ask, "Am I dreaming?"
"No, you're awake," Lily answered softly and her hand slid lightly down his face brushing his cheek with the backs of her fingers.
"Are you okay?" James asked taking Lily's hand gently in his.
"A little tired, but other then that I am fine," Lily answered and smiled at him slowly, the moonlight coming in the window lighting shadows on her face.
"Do you want me to go?" James asked and silently hoped that she would not.
Lily's answer was to move her blankets off her and move away from James' side of the bed but pulled him closer saying, "You need sleep."
James felt all the blood drain from his head and his eyes go wide, an odd rushing sound filled his ears. "W-what?" he stuttered and felt Lily slap his arm playfully.
"Are all guys' brains on one wavelength? Sheesh! I want to make sure you get some sleep, and besides that I won't feel obligated to stay awake," Lily said as if it explained everything.
James looked at Lily and then down the bed. There was barely any room for Lily to move, the both of them would require talent. "How?" James asked still wide eyed.
"We'll manage. Get up here, I'm tired," Lily said with a smirk and James swallowed unconsciously and tried to get his mind off the wavelength that Lily had been talking about as he sat on the bed and swung his legs up to mere inches from hers. Lily sighed and pushed James back so his head landed on the pillow near hers. "Slow poke," Lily muttered and laughed lightly as James blushed.
"Have you done this before or something?" James asked as Lily began arranging limbs and blankets. She pushed his right arm up to lay at shoulder level and arranged herself so that her head was lying on his chest and her right hand was on his upper abdomen.
"That question might normally offend me but the answer is no. I haven't done this with anyone," Lily said with a small smirk and listened to the sound of James' elevated heartbeat.
"No one?" James asked again and looked down at the top of Lily's head which was suddenly replaced with her face as she looked up at him sleepily.
"No one but you James," Lily whispered and gently kissed him. By the time James had realized Lily has kissed him she'd already pulled away and whispered, "Goodnight James, sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams Lily," James whispered, kissed the top of her sweet-smelling head and they both fell asleep within minutes.
A/N: Whee! They Kissed! Aren't you proud of me? Muhahaha! Be happy, I was tempted to not have it in, but yeah. You get your spiffy kiss and I get to go write more in my notebook and figure out how to fix what I broke. O_o;; Hope you liked it! Please review! ~Frankie~
Midnight Shadow of Insaneness- yes, the coma again, but all shall be okay, otherwise I would have to end this story here and that makes no sense because Harry isn't even around yet!
I o u a name- Sorry as always for the shortness. I'll try to make the next one longer!
Black-cat-on-the-wall- Good, I'm glad you don't pity Peter because he is a git and needs to die. *sighs* You're good at remembering things. I took a look at the lyrics to that song and you're right. So right that I was scared, especially in the stuff I'm writing at the moment. which is like a day ahead of this chapter. I might make it some time of journal entry of Lily's, who knows? Thank you for the wonderful reviews!
MegHarts- Vacation eh? Where did you go? Anyways, sadly James shall not be getting any sleep after this chapter for quite a while. O_o. yes Lily can see right through him. remember that. it may become important I haven't decided yet.
I HIT 200 REVIEWS! I LOVE YOU GUYS! You're all awesome!
EbonyQuill- New reviewer! YAY! Sorry that your parents made you go to sleep, but I'm glad that you love it! So far Lily's condition is just spawned from all the overwhelming things that are going on. *must remember to put in another Voldie chapter* But anyways, thank you very much!
Ggal- In the massive blackout eh? Where were you? Anyways, thank you, I'm glad your computer is back and that you liked the chapter, I guess I just thought it wasn't up to scratch or something. Meh.
Poetbrit- James does have a temper; sadly it's going to get worse eventually. Lots of drama on its way. ^_^ Two reviews eh? Hmm, well, here you go, sorry my updating habits are unreliable.
Ami N Aya- Don't worry, I have lots more just typing it all up. I'm into my third notebook now, so there doesn't seem to be a worry for anyone, except for my unpredictable updating habits.
Bell- Yes James does have feeling for Lily. *shakes head* How else is Harry going to show up? Tut tut, you should know that. *smiles* Anyways, I'm glad you liked this one too!
PinayAko- Thank you, I'm glad you think it's great.
Mockingbirdflyaway- Thank you, and yes Harry will show up. I have to get the lovebirds together and then get them married and then have them. reproduce. so it's going to be a while! Be patient. good things come to those who wait.
Well, I hope you all like this chapter, if you like fluff of the James/Lily variety you've come the right place and will be in this chapter. I plan to start making the chapters longer for the fact that everyone keeps asking. I hope I can make them longer at least. ~Frankie~
Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Bad and the Good
On their way up to the tearoom James fumed silently and knew that Sirius and Remus knew about his scheme to keep them from worrying about him and wondered when they were going to question him about why he'd done it. To James' surprise they didn't bring it up, so James asked, "Why is Peter here? Is he okay?" He hoped that one of his closest friends hadn't had a run in with Voldemort.
"It depends on your definition of okay," Remus said in a perturbed voice, he wasn't too happy with James hiding things from them but that wasn't the reason for his annoyance.
Sirius shook his head, "Peter's Gran was killed James. He came home to find the Dark Mark above her house," he said and heard James' outraged cry.
"Why wasn't he there?" James asked angrily. Wilhelmina Pettigrew has always been very kind to them and James saw no reason for an old and nearly senile woman to be killed. His analyst's mind was trying to grasp any possible reason why Voldemort would order her death as he certainly wouldn't do it himself. His Death Eaters were his lackies for a reason.
"He was getting her peanuts. You know how demanding she was of him; if he hadn't done it there would have been hell to pay," Sirius said and pushed open the door to the tearoom where Peter was still lying on the cot and he didn't seem to have moved an inch.
"Is he okay?" James asked looking slightly alarmed as he walked quickly over to the side of the cot.
"One of the healers came in and gave him a calming potion, he must have added a sedative to it," Remus said still sounding a little perturbed. He sighed and said, "I'm still slightly annoyed with Peter for that comment."
James sighed, "I know as am I, but we have to put it aside and help Peter with his grief," he said and touched Remus' shoulder in a friendly manner.
Remus sighed, "I know and I will try, as long as he doesn't act like a buffoon," he said and his words were punctuated by the sound of the tearoom door opening and Arabella stepping inside looking grave.
James looked over and saw in Arabella's eyes what he didn't want to hear. He felt like his chest had been rammed into with a concrete block and he had to force himself to take another breath. "Bella? Is something wrong?" Sirius asked just as James collapsed into a chair with a loud plop. Sirius looked back at James and saw the look of complete and utter horror; he didn't need the explanation any longer.
"She's had a relapse," Arabella said dully and didn't notice the solitary tear slip down her cheek until Sirius was there and he brushed it away.
"What happened?" Remus asked for James' benefit since he seemed beyond words at this point and was staring unblinkingly at a point on the wall across from his chair.
"We were talking about things and she got a headache and started rubbing her temples and I went to get Daniel. By the time we got back to her bed she was unconscious," Arabella explain quietly.
"It's my fault," James said in a barely audible voice.
"Damn right it's your fault James! Now get your arse downstairs and fix it!" Arabella exclaimed in a rather hysterical voice and Sirius held her close while she sobbed. "Damnit! I don't understand these feelings!" she muttered.
"None of us do, and the only conceivable explanation is downright insane," Remus said quietly.
"Sometimes insanity is a virtue," Albus Dumbledore said from the doorway of the tearoom and Arabella jumped again, startled at the sound of his voice. "My apologies Bella. I seem to need to wear a cat's bell around my neck to announce my approach," he said in a mildly amused manner. He received grim smiles in return. "I take it by the presence of everyone here and James' stoic expression that Lily has had a relapse," Dumbledore said with a sigh and Remus nodded.
James was still staring at the wall. Muggles call what James is feeling shock, but now we'll settle for disbelief. He wasn't aware of the conversation going on around him, nor the sudden appearance of Albus Dumbledore. The only thing he was aware of were Arabella's words to him and the last conversation he'd had with Lily where he'd been so very angry that he needn't have to have words with her, she just knew that he was pissed off. Arabella was right; in essence it was his fault. He'd made it seem as if he didn't want her to tell anyone anything about him and though that was true he should have known that they would have found out eventually. He shouldn't have been trying to hide things from them in the first place. Damn his pride to hell, he thought and no one noticed him slip from the room and walk mechanically down stairs to Lily's room.
James reached Lily's room and but for her unconscious body there wasn't another soul in the room but him. He barely registered the dull slap of his shoes on the linoleum floor as he approached Lily's bed and sat down in the chair again. "Lily?" he whispered hoping it was all a dream; that she was just sleeping and would wake when she heard his voice. "Lily, please wake up?" he said but it seemed more like a question. His shoulders slumped, he felt horrible. "Arabella said it was my fault, and she's right. It's my fault that you're here in this hospital. I'm sorry that I was angry and that it seemed like I was mad at you, but I'm not. You just made me realize that I should have been honest with my friends. I had no right to be angry with you when I knew that they would find out eventually," James said and he rested his head on his crossed arms and stared at the blankets that were just a breath from his nose.
"I wish that you would wake up Lily. I want you to wake up because I want to help you, and I want to keep Voldemort from getting anymore victories," he whispered and listened to her quiet breathing for a while trying to keep himself from falling asleep. For a moment he thought he had when he felt Lily's slim fingers toying with his already untidy hair. He looked up at her and through the darkness he saw her vibrant green eyes open and watching him while her auburn hair gathered and bunched around her shoulders. He thought he was dreaming, how could such an angel be lying there as if she were completely content just watching him. In that moment his breath caught and he barely managed to ask, "Am I dreaming?"
"No, you're awake," Lily answered softly and her hand slid lightly down his face brushing his cheek with the backs of her fingers.
"Are you okay?" James asked taking Lily's hand gently in his.
"A little tired, but other then that I am fine," Lily answered and smiled at him slowly, the moonlight coming in the window lighting shadows on her face.
"Do you want me to go?" James asked and silently hoped that she would not.
Lily's answer was to move her blankets off her and move away from James' side of the bed but pulled him closer saying, "You need sleep."
James felt all the blood drain from his head and his eyes go wide, an odd rushing sound filled his ears. "W-what?" he stuttered and felt Lily slap his arm playfully.
"Are all guys' brains on one wavelength? Sheesh! I want to make sure you get some sleep, and besides that I won't feel obligated to stay awake," Lily said as if it explained everything.
James looked at Lily and then down the bed. There was barely any room for Lily to move, the both of them would require talent. "How?" James asked still wide eyed.
"We'll manage. Get up here, I'm tired," Lily said with a smirk and James swallowed unconsciously and tried to get his mind off the wavelength that Lily had been talking about as he sat on the bed and swung his legs up to mere inches from hers. Lily sighed and pushed James back so his head landed on the pillow near hers. "Slow poke," Lily muttered and laughed lightly as James blushed.
"Have you done this before or something?" James asked as Lily began arranging limbs and blankets. She pushed his right arm up to lay at shoulder level and arranged herself so that her head was lying on his chest and her right hand was on his upper abdomen.
"That question might normally offend me but the answer is no. I haven't done this with anyone," Lily said with a small smirk and listened to the sound of James' elevated heartbeat.
"No one?" James asked again and looked down at the top of Lily's head which was suddenly replaced with her face as she looked up at him sleepily.
"No one but you James," Lily whispered and gently kissed him. By the time James had realized Lily has kissed him she'd already pulled away and whispered, "Goodnight James, sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams Lily," James whispered, kissed the top of her sweet-smelling head and they both fell asleep within minutes.
A/N: Whee! They Kissed! Aren't you proud of me? Muhahaha! Be happy, I was tempted to not have it in, but yeah. You get your spiffy kiss and I get to go write more in my notebook and figure out how to fix what I broke. O_o;; Hope you liked it! Please review! ~Frankie~