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. I'm rich and have no problems, and I get to meet Blink 182... but guess what. This isn't my dream world. So unfortunately J.K Rowling owns Harry Potter, people are starving, sadly.... George Bush is Presdient tears, I'm not rich, I have tons of problems, and I haven't been able to meet Blink 182. 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. Oh, and if I was rich, I'd have a decent computer at the least. So without further ado.... my fanfiction.
A/N: So, blah, blah, blah. I noticed a mistake I made earier. See, I had already planned for Heather to be in a 'muggle area' durin the attack, but I said she was wearing wizarding robes. I feel as even though its a small mistake, you should know, seeing as its not a big enough mistake to go back and fix. And also, the whole Heather apparated to hogwarts, i've made up a good excuse.... Heather appaparates to Hogsmeade, then runs to Hogwarts... eh??? Well, anyways.. On with the show! hehehehe, or fanfiction...
Sometimes
i wish i was brave,
i wish i was stronger
i wish i could feel no pain
i wish i was young
i wish i was shy
i wish i was honest
i wish i was you not i
cause' i feel so mad
i feel so angry
i feel so callous
so lost, confused again
and i feel so cheap
so used, unfaithful
lets start over, lets start over
I feel so By Boxcar Racer
vizzy-vicky-lou: Ok, umm independance day in america is... when we became a country seperate from England... it's all rahter boring actually. Everybody just has a barbeque and sets off fireworks and gets drunk.... but I'm too young to do the latter. Claps Thank you... cheers... lol. This chapter's pretty boring, and all. I'm getting writers block. So it took me awhile to think of crap.... so here you go.
Running Out of Days
Chapter 9
I Feel So...
James let out a small sigh, leaning against the doorframe into Lily's room. He breathed deeply and knocked softly. Lily, automatically knew who it was. She was even too upset at the moment to yell at him for not using the front door. "Come in Potter." His eyes immediately fell upon the fact that Heather looked a complete mess, but then again, it wasn't necesarily her fault.
Heathers lip trembled at the sight of him, as though it might break into a smile. She ran up to him, and hugged him, as if he was the best thing she could have right now. Liy was slightly shocked, but upon remembering the fact that James was Heather's
cousin, she calmed down. Wait, was I just jealous of Heather hugging James.... Snap out of it. Lily mentally.slapped herself and saw that Heather and James were now breaking apart. "Are you okay?" James asked sincerely.... I am soo tactless. Heather nodded. "James, I'm so glad to see you.. I feel so..." James smiled, and it seemed as though He and Lily both knew where this was going.....But before she could continue, luckily James cut her off. "Hey, It's okay. it's not your fault.My mum, umm..." He cleared his throat slightly. "She went over, and got you some clean clothes. She figured, you'd probably like to stay over here at Lily's for awhile. And if you want to, your always welcome to go over there, or Dilya's." Heather, looked grateful at the clean clothes part, but she was kinda nervous on the whole James' Mum thing. "How um...are they." Heather asked, biting back the tears that were edging into her eyes."They're fine don't worry about it."
Lily figured she should probably stop Heather from feeling guilty, so she jumped at her chance. " Umm, Heather. How about I get a bath started for you, or a shower?" Lily asked, hoping that Heather could settle a bit after that. She nodded, and mumbled something that sounded like 'bath'. "Oh, umm, I'll go downstairs and get the trunk for you."James turned and left to go get it, leaving Heather and Lily in the room.
"Come on, let's go get that bath started." Lily led Heather out of the room and down the hall, each of them flashing their own thoughts in a replay mode in their heads. Lily walked over to the bath tub and turned the handles, water started pouring into the porcelin tub. Heather looked into the mirror. "Wow, I'm a mess." Lily shrugged. "It's okay, I've seen you worse." Lily teased... "Yeah, and you've been worse." Heather said. "I'll come in and bring you some clean clothes. The towels are down here." She added pointing at a small cupbard under the sink. Heather nodded. "I'll be downstairs...."Lily walked back out and shut the door. She leaned against it for a minute, calming herself before having to see James again.
"Uh, Lily." Lily looked up to see James holding Heathers trunk. "Er, just put it in my room." James dissapeared for a minute, but reappeared a few seconds later, to find Lily still leaning against the door, pinching the bridge of her nose, like she had a headache. Tears falling freely. "Lily?" James croaked, his voice dry and upset to see Lily like that. Lily looked up. "Go away Potter." And stormed into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
Knock- - - Knock
"Lily..." Lily sat there on her bed, completely ignoring James Potter. "Lily. Fine ignore me.... but Dumbledore's coming in a few minutes. Lily stopped, her eyes were still red and puffy. Dumbledore's coming... Is this just another sick plot of his.' Lily stood up and went to the door and unlocked it. " James Harold Potter, Professor Dumbledore better be coming, otherwise you will live to regret it. Better yet, you'll already be dead, so don't live to regret it. Die regretting it." James face flushed a bit... "umm, no, he's coming."James stuttered... deffinetly not wnating to get on Lily's bad side, he's seen it before. "What are you staring at???" Lily asked, seeing his face set on her.
"Your, umm just... "
"Go shove it Potter." Lily shut the door in his face, James stood there, said something, and someone knocked on the door again. "GO AWAY POTTER!!!"
"Miss Evans." Lily scrambled out of bed and went to open the door. Profeesor Dumbledore was tanding there, a small twinkle in his eye. "Um, I'm sorry Professor, I jsut assumed it was Potter and..." Lily trailed off, completely embaressed by the whole sitiuation, while James on the otehr hand was smirking, Lily felt like just reaching over and hitting him on the back of the head.
"It's quite all right Miss Evans, but I must say, do I still look that young???" He smiled, "Er, yes, very much sir, can't be a day over 25...." "Actually, I'm 38, 285 days over 25... but its the thought that counts. How aobut we go downstairs, and I'll conjour a pot of tea." Lily nodded numbly, and showed the old man into the living room.
(5 minutes later)
"Miss Evans, I'm sure as Mister Potter has told me, that Miss Staley has already told you what happened." Lily nodded, but upon realizing James had eavesdropped, she shot him a death glare. "Now, I was wondering, would Miss Stalesy be able to stay with you? If she would like. If not, I could always send her to The Potters." Lily shook her head. " She's able to stay here. I was planning on sending her a letter asking her and Liz to stay anyways." Dumbledore smiled, the twinkle very evident in his eyes. " Okay, well, I must be off. Thank you Miss Evans, Mister Potter. Oh and Miss Evans, make sure as when you go into Diagon Alley that you'll have more than just Heather and yourself." And with a swish of a cloak, he was gone. Leaving Lily and James sitting there.
"YOU WERE EAVESDROPPING!?" Lily exclaimed. " Would you have rather had me walk in, because if so, next time I will." Lily stopped," Well, er..." she stuttered. " That's what I thought."James realized his mistake, a second too late... "That's what you thoguht, huh POTTER!!!! Well, go SHOVE IT!!!" Lily got up, attempting to walk out, but James grabbed her arm. "Let go Potter, otherwise, I swear I'll hex you into the next century." James looked hesitant but didn't let go.... Apoligize you git, said a voice in James head, deffinetly sounding like Remus. Kiss her, you know you want to. Of, course Sirius' voice. Even though Sirius was right, he did want to kiss her. Everytime he saw her, even when she was yelling at him, calling him an insufferable prat, he still wanted to. Deciding to ignore Sirius (A/N:Thank god right???), he swallowed his pride.... "I'm sorry." Lily stood there in shock. Did he just apoligize???? Like... oh my god... he just said sorry!? "Who are you and what have you done to James Potter." Lily wrenched her hand out of his grip and ran upstairs. Jame stood there, trying to piece it all together.
A/N: so.... This is the part where I write meaningless words and crap... blah. I fell in love on July 4th, with a guy who I don't even know. He was hot, he looked like he haunted a Hot Topic somewhere, lol... tall, pale, black hair, beanie, studded belt, the works, right? Yep, too bad, he was with some barbie-doll girl and a couple of other friends, I'll get over it right... I think not. lol, I'll probably never see him again anyways. I like firework stands now, except for the fact that all they sell are things that emit sparks.... THEY DON'T SELL ANYTHING THAT EXPLODES OR SHOOTS IN THE AIR, come on, then where does all the fun go.. "Oh look at the pretty sparks.... Hey Juan, want to ollie over them.. or chris, how about a double kick flip..." Get real, though I'm sure they'd do it...