Missing in action

In my mind it seems like we're still in school, bickering over whether we should take 10 points off of Gryffindore, or if James charmed my robes a different colour.

That was a long time ago now. I miss those times, if I could have them back I would sacrifice my soul.

You see I never used to like James. In fact I believed him to be a complete moron. Things haven't changed much- save for the fact that I married him.

He chased me around for 3 whole years before I agreed to go out with him. And in the end I only did it because I lost a bet with his best mate. Sirius.

It wasn't my fault I lost. Sirius had bet me that he could out transfigure me. In other words we would have a competition to see who could transfigure the most objects. It wasn't my fault that Sirius was a secret genius! I mean I was pretty nifty at Transfiguration and I prided myself on the fact that I never lost anything. But alas I lost and therefore had to go on a date with James. It was the best (and only) thing I ever lost.

James took me out to a very fancy and very expensive restaurant. He was trying so so so hard to impress me. He didn't even touch me, except for taking my hand a few times. Then after he said;

"Well thanks for giving me a chance Lily." He was so quiet.

"Aren't you going to ask me out again?" I asked.

"You would go out with me again?" His hopes were rising.

"Ask me and you'll find out."

"Lily would you go out with me again sometime?" He asked.

"That would be lovely James." I replied and then I initiated a kiss. It was the best experience of my life at that point.

Soon enough we had been on 3 more dates and were officially an item. We were the talk of the school and every now and then Sirius would feel the need to remind us it was because of his bet.

Then we graduated and both got jobs. I was living on my own in a flat in muggle London. I worked at the ministry for magic as the junior department manager of the department of improper use of magic.

James was living with Sirius, they were both Aurour's in training. Just like men, always wanting to be the hero.

Living alone could be lonely sometimes, but it was also handy as it gave James and myself a chance to get to know each other a lot better and to be alone together. And after a year since leaving school, it seemed that Sirius came over to visit James at mine more then I visited James at his own flat. So we decided it was time to live together.

At that point we were still in separate rooms, but one night just a short while later I came home to find that James had cooked me dinner.

That was the night he popped the question.

"Lily would you please pass the peas?" He had said.

"But they're in the kitchen!" I moaned. I still got up and fetched them though.

When I came back through the door, I dropped the glass bowl, in seeing the sight before me. The glass had gone smashing to the floor shredding my foot as it did so.

James had to get off the floor, where he had been on one knee and take me to St Mungo's. After a few potions I was laying resting. James took my hand and smiled sheepishly.

"Lily I can't live without you. Will you marry me?" He asked.

"Yes." I had replied immediately. "Although next time you want to be that extravagant, please don't send me to get something which will hurt if I dropped it on myself." He chose not to reply and just kissed me.

Sirius insisted (although he hadn't needed to) that he got to be bast man. And on the run down to the wedding James and I got presents from him every other day. Mine included items such as baby pictures of James, James' underpants, a stag- sensing a pattern?

James received a ball and chain, a pair of my silk panties (I have no idea to this day how Sirius got hold of them) and various other things.

Our wedding was held in a grand old muggle church. We had a muggle service. It was sweet and traditional- how I had always dreamed it to be. The reception was quaint- held at my parents' house. They of course adored James.

Sadly my parents died shortly afterwards. If James hadn't been there for me then I wouldn't be half of who I am today.

Three months later we were announcing our pregnancy. Like us, everyone we knew was overjoyed. A baby was a new light, hope and happiness. It suited our world, well it was what we all needed.

When we told everyone, I was two months gone. And after my seventh month check up, James was told he had his first mission as an Aurour. It was a big one.

He left a week later. It had been hard to say good bye- even foreboding.

Three weeks after that, I got a knock at the door.

"We're sorry Mrs Potter. Your husband is missing in action."

Sirius who was on strict instructions to look after me whist James was gone (he had even moved in) caught me before I hit the floor in a dead faint.