DEAD WRONG

By: AnG3L1c diVa-chan

Summary: Lily and James remember. They remember everything. About how they met each other, and how they fell in love. How life just went from dead wrong to right, in a matter of seconds and two kisses. It's about to go dead wrong again. Three-shotter. L/J

Genre: Romance/Angst

Rating: PG-13

AN: YEP this is it! The grand finale! =) wow, it's been a long time, huh? Now the angsty part begins! Wow I cried a bit while writing this… hehe =S oh well… OH I forgot!! I didn't put a disclaimer on the other chapters… hehe… kays… here it is…

Forgive me oh-wondrous JKR! I am but a humble servant, enthralled by your wit and great writing skills. I own nothing and will never own anything. Harry Potter is forever yours oh-great-author!

How was that huh? A bit on the dramatic side (imagine me bowing to my imaginary JKR shrine) but it does its job =)

Part Three: Finale

James sat in his chair, reading the Daily Prophet. Lily was just putting Harry to sleep.

He watched his wife (his wife!) as she entered and he couldn't help but think of how lucky he was to have found her.

James put his newspaper aside and stood up. He opened his arms and Lily ran into them. They stood there for quite a while, holding each other.

"James… It is true… about Voldemort?" Lily asked, trembling.

"I think so, Dumbledore's spies wouldn't lie." James held his wife tighter and buried his face into her hair.

"I just… I can't help but feel that… something… something's going to happen."

"Shh," James stroked her hair. "Nothing's going to happen."

Lily lifted her face and smiled, shakily. "You must think I'm a big baby," she said.

"Never," James looked into her emerald eyes and made her feel like he was staring into her very soul.

Raising her face a little, Lily smiled at him. He smiled back and leaned to kiss her when… Harry's cries interrupted the peaceful silence.

Lily pulled out of his embrace with an apologetic smile. He smiled back and quickly kissed her lightly.

She hugged him tightly and then walked out of the room to put Harry back to sleep again.

James watched Lily walk out of the room and sighing, blissfully, sank into his chair again. But he wasn't peaceful for long.

James heard steps up to his house and frowned. Was it Sirius, coming for a visit?

Then, he got his answer. The door burst open. It definitely was not Sirius. Eyes widening in realization, he leapt up.

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's Him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off --" James shouted.

Lily looked up with a look of pure panic on her face. She had heard the sound of a door opening. Lily sprang up, clutched her baby in her arms, tightly and stumbled from the room.

She heard a cackle and another shout. Then, the sounds of a duel. And then… the yell of an unforgivable curse. Her eyes filled with tears. A flashing green light, and her soul was incomplete once more.

Now Lily was terrified. She missed James already, she missed him and sobbed that she would never see him again. She wanted to die then and there. But no. She had her baby. Her darling Harry, who would grow up to look just like his father.

The sounds of a high-pitched laugh and he entered the door.

Lily looked at him with eyes wide, full of terror.

He had a pale face with two red eyes and slits for a nose, like on a snake. He opened his mouth and pointed his wand at her baby.

"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" Lily screamed.

"Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside, now…" he hissed

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead--" Lily was desperate. She placed her son behind her on a table and pulled her wand out.

Voldemort laughed. With a swish of his wand, and a muttered word, her wand was whisked away. She went down on her knees.

"Not Harry! Please… have mercy… have mercy…"

She looked up in those cold eyes full of disdain. His shrill voice laughed. He raised his wand and with horror Lily could not move. He spoke those words, those unforgivable words and another bright green flash.

Her life was gone, but her soul was complete. She was going to join her love once more.

About an hour later, a large man approached the ruins. He was shaking and looked incredulous.

Stepping into the rubble, he bent and picked up a little bundle of something. Then a great roar was heard and another man (considerably smaller) dropped down from the sky on a motorbike.

He was white, dead white and couldn't believe his eyes. This was Sirius Black. He stared at the rubble. Stared and stared.

"James… Lily…" he murmured. Then he turned and with his cloak, ran it over his eyes. Soon after, he noticed the large giant man.

"Hagrid. Give Harry to me. I'm his godfather. I'll take care of him." He said, shaking.

"Can't. Dumbledore's orders. He said ter bring Harry to him. He needs ter go ter his aunt an' uncle's."

The two argued for a bit but the smaller man backed down. He turned away and stared at the once beautiful house, now turned into debris.

"Take my motorbike. You'll get there faster." He heaved a sigh, "I won't need it anymore."

Hagrid, the larger of the two, took the bike with a moment's hesitation and looked back at Sirius. He nodded and the other man nodded as well before looking at the house again.

And then he did something he had never done before. He broke down and cried. Hagrid, eyes wide, jumped down from the bike and proceeded to comfort the man, patting him on the bike awkwardly.

Finally Sirius shook his head and told Hagrid to go. He wanted to stay for a bit. Hagrid nodded understandingly.

Sirius' eyes filled with tears again. "If I didn't… It's my entire fault… Forgive me… James… Lily…"

A large roar broke the silence of the night and an equally large motorbike landed in front of an old man with a long flowing beard and a woman, who looked strict and serious.

"Hagrid," said the old man. "At last. And where did you get the motorbike?"

"Borrowed it from young Sirius Black." The giant, Hagrid, answered.

The two continued to speak for a bit and Hagrid placed a bundle of cloths in the old man's arms. Then he turned around to look at the house he stood in front of. He took a deep breath and took a step towards number four, on Privet Drive.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

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OMG… for this chapter… I had to revisit the books to get some information… and I was just reading the fifth one and… Omgosh… I think I like that one the least…

SIRIUS DIES…

I read that part and then the part with Dumbledore and Harry breaking everything in his office and I just started to sob… just… I just cried…

Omgosh… I stopped after I minute or two but… wow… a character in a book causing me so much remorse… I just couldn't believe it…

So, that's that, and now is my cue to ask you how was the story? Wow, it's over… but it was like an overly long one-shot, so w/e…

And if you think it was amazing and wonderful and just simply brilliant you have just made my day.

And if you think it was horrible and stupid and just bloody ridiculous, you wouldn't be, because if you did you would have never made it to the third chapter.

And with that, I am off in search of more tissues while I grieve with Harry about his now dead godfather.

Kays, REVIEW! AND THANKS FOR RIDING THE ANG3L1C DIVA-CHAN EXPRESS! =D