Summary: Lily Evans has never understood the reason behind James Potters tactics, and James has never understood why Lily always hated him. Everyone has changed because of Voldemort. Are these tragedies bringing everyone closer? or not? Plz review... i'm open to constructive critisism.
Disclaimer: In my dream world, I own Harry Potter. There is no world hunger, and George Bush isn't President.... but guess what. This isn't my dream world. So unfortunately J.K Rowling owns Harry Potter, people are starving, and sadly.... George Bush is Presdient tears. So please don't sue, I have nothing of great importance, well except my lovely dream world and my friends. But you don't want those... you want money. The only money I can give you is my lunch money and the 20 dollars worth of change in my piggy bank and underneath the couch. So without further ado.... my horrible(at least i think so... but my friend told me to put it up anyways) fanficiton.
Running Out of Days
Chapter 4
Startled, Lily quickly opened her eyes. Finding herslef back in her bedroom on Elm Court. Oddly, wishing that she could've stayed where she was in that dream world. But strangely enough, when she moved her hand to her forehead trying to push back her hair, she felt droplets of sweat near her hairline." Get a grip Evans." Lily mumbled, trying to mentally slap herself.
She turned to look at the alarm clock 12:31 pm. "Blood hell." Lily muttered... "Why didn't somebody wake me up."
Lily grudginly pulled off her covers and sat up, reluctant to leave the sanctuary of her bed. She pulled herself out of bed and wrapped her dressing robe around her. She stumbled slightly as she trudged her path to the bathroom.
After quickly splashing some water on her face and waking up a bit, Lily went back into her room to change. " "Now, all I have to do is find out where my family's gone." Lily said aloud while she pulled on a pair of hip huggers and her Beatles t-shirt. She always said one day she'd marry Ringo Starr (A/N: Don't know if I spelled that right... I asked my mom who her favorite was...).
'It's unusually quite.' Lily thought as the runner ended at the bottom of the stairs. Lily was a little wary at walking through the house lately, because she was never sure what she'd find. One time, her parents had left early, and Lily walked downstairs to find Vernon and Petunia making out in the living room, and that was a really really really nasty thing to see.
Lily walked into the kitchen. There was a plate on the table with cold sausages and a few muffins in a basket. Lily let out a small sigh of relief as she saw a revolting bright-colored piece of stationary next to the plate, and a simple white piece of paper that looked as though it had been folded into eigths, on top of the muffins in the basket. "Looks like Petunia wrote it." Lily muttered, after reading the one with the revolting colored stationary. Of course she knew this because for one, it was her handwriting, and two the revolting stationary on which the note was written on was something only Petunia and her gossip buddies would use. Oh, and three, Petunia's the only one cruel hearted to write such a thing.
Dear FREAK,
Mum told me to write a note saying that we'll be back sunday, because we are going to Liverpool to visit Vernon and his family. Since tomorrow's Saturday, and your freakish friend will be staying for the rest of the holdiays, STAY OUT OF MY ROOM!!!!! We will also be out buying things for the upcoming wedding, and mum says you're permitted to bring a guest. But, I doubt you will because you're an ugly slut who couldn't get a date unless you paid the guy, or better yet shagged him. You can always try...
Hating you forever,
The normal one in the family that sees you for the freak you are
Lily snorted when she finished reading it for the second time. 'Me not able to get a date.' Lily thought. 'Maybe she should talk to James 'Arogant' Potter.'
Dear Lily,
You father, Petunia, and I are going to Liverpool to visit Vernon
and his family to plan the wedding and get a few other things. I told
Petunia to leave you a note, she was supposed to apoligize from last
night, but I have this feeling knowing that she didn't. I left you a couple
of notes on the counter for your school supplies. If you'd like, you can
take your fathers car. I would have invited you to come, but I dare say
it would have been a waste of time considering you'd absolutely refuse
to come, and Petunia would absolutely refuse to let you come. We'll be
home Sunday afternoon, hopefully in time for afternoon tea.
With Love
Mum and Dad
"Bloody hell... apoligize my arse...." Lily muttered. A few unlady like words came streaming out of her mouth also. She was too pre-occupied to hear the soft -pop- to realize that she had a visitor
"Lily..."
Lily jumped slightly, and realized who it was. Lily turned around to see a petite blonde girl standing in the middle of her kitchen. "Heather!" Lily ran up and wrapped her arms around the frail girl. Lily stepped back to take in the girl, and realized she was shaking. For some reason, besides the shaking, the girl seemed thinner than usual. Her usual honey golden curls layed limp against her pale shoulders, creating an eerie frame around her dirt streaked face. Lily frowned, 'What happened to her???'
Heather looked into Lily's eyes, trying to keep from crying, trying not to show her that her whole life had flashed before her eyes, not even minutes before. She shifted nervousley. Heather's face shifted too. "I shouldn't be here." She mumbled, forcing back her tears as she looked unsteadily into Lily's eyes. Heather turned around getting ready to disapparate when she felt a hand on her shoulder. " What's wrong?? What happened to you? Heather, it's okay I 'm here." Lily added, after questioning her friend. She was worried, Heather looked like she'd been through hell. Her cerulean (A/n: dark blue or like azure) eyes didn't hold their usual sparkle, they looked grey and worn. Almost forbading, like they held something just aching to be released, but knowing that if it was released, would reck havoc. Her arms were bruised, and her clothes were torn to the point where her wizarding robes were barely a few pieces of clother clinging to her bony arms. Her jeans and shirt were streaked with dirt and ripped at the sleeves and hem areas.
"Heather, tell me whats wrong." Lily asked, her voice shakign at the very thought of what might have happened. Heather couldn't take it anymore. Her eyes started to water. Lily quickly wrapped her arms around Heather. Stroking her hair trying to soother her friend.
Heather started to cry for the first time since it happened. "Li-Lily it wa-a-s-s so aw-fful." she tried to talk between her outbursts of crying, but failed miserably. Lily managed to lead Heather out of the kitchen. "Let's go upstairs." Lily was getting worried, 'What happened to Heather??? She's never so emotional. I just hope....' Lily's thoughts were forced to stop as Heather attempted to tell Lily what happened.
"Dumbledore to-told me t-t-to g-ggo somewhere safe, He told me to-to leave. There was not-nothing I co-could do. He said he-he'd findddd... THEY'RE GONE LILY..."her voice became faint, almost inaudible "They're gone...."
Heather sobbed more into Lily's shoulder. It was already soaked, but Lily being as loyal as she was, sat there on the top stair with her friend trying to soothe her, hoping..... hoping that Heather and the rest of her friends in the wizarding world were okay.
A/N: So, what'd ya htink. Most people most not like it, or not like me. Either way, please, please, please, please,please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, ( I could go on forever) please..... review. There's a pretty little button that says Go on the left hand corner of your screen and it keeps yelling at you telling you to take your mouse and left click it. If in any way I offended you I'm sorry, and tell me what I did and I'll try to change.... as long as its not too personal for me. But even if all you say in the review is "You suck" or "The story sucks" or "Loved it... write more!!!" or even "I could do a better job". Go right ahead and say it. Please, well anyways. I have 3 more chapters already written, except I haven't typed them up yet. But i'll be gone from like June 10th to the 21st, because I'm going to Tennessee to see my family. So i'll have more chapters when I come back, except they won't be typed up yet. But please kick my ass if i don't at least have chapter 7 up by the 10th....
Me: Thank you, and next time on Running Out of Days----
Sirius: Lily get's pregant....
Me: No, but seriously this time.
Sirius: --pouts-- Fine, fine... Uh, Lily and James finally hook up.... hehehehe, and then she cuts off his entire reproduction system.
Me: --sighs-- No, that's not what happens. No wonder they killed you off.
Sirius: --gasp-- Wait... what do you mean killed me off.
Me: --throws OotP-- Here. Now. Remus, can you please tell everyone what happens next time.
Remus: --pops up out of no where and sits down in the armchair next to Sirius-- Yeah, ok.... next time on ROoD....(soap opera music plays in background) What happened to Heather.
Sirius: --laughs really really loud-- --Music gets cut off--
Remus: Do you mind????
Sirius: Huh??? Oh sorry, Wait, you expect me to read this? It's gotta be like the size of a phone book.
Me: Yeah, but it's brilliant. Too bad then next one's gonna be shorter. You're not a true Harry Potter fan unless you can handle the 836 pages (i think).
Sirius: Who's Harry Potter??? Hey the guy on the cover looks like James.
Me: --Reaches over and hits Sirius-- Yeah, it's James' and Lily's son.
James: Someone call. --walks in, half asleep by the way--
Sirius: --falls off chair-- Lily and James'????? god, who has that sick of a mind. Evans even touch James would be the cause of a miracle... let alone them having a child.
Remus: Long story... "Hey you... Why are you still reading this???? Get going... go review.... I command you... I mean she commands you.... --points at me--
Me: Yeah, get going... I command you. Nice save were-puppie.
Remus: Wait, how'd you know that.
Me: --points at book-- You may want to start at the beginning. --throws all of the Harry Potter books at him--
James: Hey let me bring those to Evans as proof... See ya guys later.--grabs a few books and runs out--
Me: --puts head in hands and massages temples-- This'll be a long night.
Sirius: Woah, James' kid is special, he fought off a bunch of dementors......