My Heart Belonged to You
Chapter 2
Regret
(a/n-sorry so short... had a busy weekend)
James's POV
I reached out and pulled her away from them hoping that they hadn't done anything to her yet. Had I actually heard her correctly? Had she really asked to die, and what could Voldemort possible want with her? She looked up at me with her dazzling emerald eyes and then fainted in my arms. Lily was just as beautiful as she was when she was 15. Sure the Three Broomsticks apron wouldn't have been my first choice for apparel, but that was a minor flaw. Unwillingly, I gently put her down and stood back up. I wasn't here to be reunited with the love of my life. I was here to do a job, and then leave as if things were just as they always were. After stunning 1 of the death eaters Sirius had come over to help me with the other two. After a long and straining battle the remaining death eaters apperated, and the Order and I were left with stunned and dead victims.
I left Sirius and went over to Lily. I lifted her up and checked for her pulse. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw the she was breathing.
"Is she alright Prongs?" Sirius asked
"She just fainted." I replied "Did you hear what she said?"
He nodded.
"Why would she ask for that?" I asked him, still attempting to comprehend the whole situation.
"James why do you think?"
"You've got to be joking... that was three years ago"
"You never let go of her did you?"
"No."
Sirius shook his head and me. Then he left me and went over to check on McGonagall and Flitwick. Had she really not let go of me after all this time? I brushed a lock of hair out of her face and carried her outside to where the healers from St. Mungo's were beginning to gather. Against my heart, I placed her on a stretcher and went back inside for the others.
That night I went through everything over in my mind. She had been just as beautiful as she had been 3 years ago. Why was she still Lily Evans? Why hadn't she gotten married? Why was she working in Three Broomsticks, she could be doing so much more? Why would she ask them to kill her? Why did she seem just as unhappy as me? Most of all why did I let her go?
I reached by my collar and pulled a silver chain out from under my shirt. On the chain dangled the ring I'd given her, the same ring she threw at me on the hardest day of my life. I fingered the ring as I remember how the whole thing began...
3 years ago, 2 days before I graduated Dumbledore called me up to his office and offered me a job. He asked me if I was willing to fight, and die for a cause. He told me I possessed talents (trickery) he could never dream of and that it would be a great honor to work with me. Being 17 and immensely big headed I immediately took the job, not thinking. Only considering that this was possibly the greatest honor I'd ever received. I'd actually been hand picked by Dumbledore.
Soon after leaving his office I ran into Lily making her rounds as head girl. She smiled at me as she ran up and embraced me in a hug. She loved me, and I loved her. Dumbledore told me it was a dangerous world. He warned me that I may not come back alive. What if I left her all alone with a baby? What if because of my job something happened to her? I'd never be able to live with myself. I loved her so much, but the only way she could be happy was if I broke it off. It was killing me, and as much as it hurt her to hear it, it hurt me 100 times more to say it. I had to tell her the world's biggest lie. I had to tell her I didn't love her. It was for her own good, this way she could be happy. She could have someone who's always there for her. As long as she was happy, I'd be fine.
So here I am 3 years later, alone. There she is, alone. Neither of us are happy... and I know I made a mistake, but its too late to fix it.
END OF CHAPTER TWO
next chap will be up next weekend... PLEASE REVIEW!
Chapter 2
Regret
(a/n-sorry so short... had a busy weekend)
James's POV
I reached out and pulled her away from them hoping that they hadn't done anything to her yet. Had I actually heard her correctly? Had she really asked to die, and what could Voldemort possible want with her? She looked up at me with her dazzling emerald eyes and then fainted in my arms. Lily was just as beautiful as she was when she was 15. Sure the Three Broomsticks apron wouldn't have been my first choice for apparel, but that was a minor flaw. Unwillingly, I gently put her down and stood back up. I wasn't here to be reunited with the love of my life. I was here to do a job, and then leave as if things were just as they always were. After stunning 1 of the death eaters Sirius had come over to help me with the other two. After a long and straining battle the remaining death eaters apperated, and the Order and I were left with stunned and dead victims.
I left Sirius and went over to Lily. I lifted her up and checked for her pulse. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw the she was breathing.
"Is she alright Prongs?" Sirius asked
"She just fainted." I replied "Did you hear what she said?"
He nodded.
"Why would she ask for that?" I asked him, still attempting to comprehend the whole situation.
"James why do you think?"
"You've got to be joking... that was three years ago"
"You never let go of her did you?"
"No."
Sirius shook his head and me. Then he left me and went over to check on McGonagall and Flitwick. Had she really not let go of me after all this time? I brushed a lock of hair out of her face and carried her outside to where the healers from St. Mungo's were beginning to gather. Against my heart, I placed her on a stretcher and went back inside for the others.
That night I went through everything over in my mind. She had been just as beautiful as she had been 3 years ago. Why was she still Lily Evans? Why hadn't she gotten married? Why was she working in Three Broomsticks, she could be doing so much more? Why would she ask them to kill her? Why did she seem just as unhappy as me? Most of all why did I let her go?
I reached by my collar and pulled a silver chain out from under my shirt. On the chain dangled the ring I'd given her, the same ring she threw at me on the hardest day of my life. I fingered the ring as I remember how the whole thing began...
3 years ago, 2 days before I graduated Dumbledore called me up to his office and offered me a job. He asked me if I was willing to fight, and die for a cause. He told me I possessed talents (trickery) he could never dream of and that it would be a great honor to work with me. Being 17 and immensely big headed I immediately took the job, not thinking. Only considering that this was possibly the greatest honor I'd ever received. I'd actually been hand picked by Dumbledore.
Soon after leaving his office I ran into Lily making her rounds as head girl. She smiled at me as she ran up and embraced me in a hug. She loved me, and I loved her. Dumbledore told me it was a dangerous world. He warned me that I may not come back alive. What if I left her all alone with a baby? What if because of my job something happened to her? I'd never be able to live with myself. I loved her so much, but the only way she could be happy was if I broke it off. It was killing me, and as much as it hurt her to hear it, it hurt me 100 times more to say it. I had to tell her the world's biggest lie. I had to tell her I didn't love her. It was for her own good, this way she could be happy. She could have someone who's always there for her. As long as she was happy, I'd be fine.
So here I am 3 years later, alone. There she is, alone. Neither of us are happy... and I know I made a mistake, but its too late to fix it.
END OF CHAPTER TWO
next chap will be up next weekend... PLEASE REVIEW!