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Missing in action

Chapter 3- Insanely cynical

Sirius held Lily tightly as she continued to sob hysterically into his arms. Both felt helpless and if they were awaiting the unimpending doom. Since they had lost contact with James in the mirror they had heard neither hide nor hair from anybody. Sirius would have apperated to find James, had he not needed to look after Lily and Lily would have had Sirius not stopped her- she was 8 and a half months pregnant. Alistor moody was the top Aurour in the ministry and of the Order of the Phoenix. If James had any chance of survival it was him.

Frank Longbottom suddenly appeared in front of the duo, he seemed to be smiling. Good news was on it's way.

"Mrs Potter, Lily, we are pleased to inform you or rescue mission of a one James Potter was successful." Lily looked at Frank, then back at Sirius, then burst into a new batch of hysterics. "However, he is in St Mungos being treated and so far it looks as though he has lost a small section of his cerebellum, mentally."

"What does that mean?" Sirius asked, concerned for his best mate.

"It means he doesn't seem to be able to remember anything. The healer said that maybe because he was trying so hard to mentally block out his memory so he wouldn't pass on information, which combined with a nasty hex, he's lost all his memory."

"I need to see him." Lily suddenly gasped, knowing she needed to be there for her husband. Frank took the couple, who weren't a couple at all, to James' hospital room. Before he let them go in he stood in front of the door.

"Listen guys, before you go in- this is not the James whom everyone knows and loves. This is a man acting like a lost little boy. He doesn't know who he is of where he comes from. Lily, you'll have to be patient, he'll have to learn his own name before he can start on yours." Lily nodded gravely and Frank led them in to James' room.

The man in question was currently asleep. All they could see of him was his head, it was full of cuts, bruises and burns. In fact with out his glasses on, he was almost unrecognisable. The only feature which said "Hi I'm James Potter." Was the untameable mass of jet black hair adorning his head. And even that was messier then usual matted with blood and other substances. There was a male healer by the side of James' bed looking at a clip board.

"Mrs Potter I presume." He nodded in Lily's presence. "Well your husband has been through a lot in the past few weeks. His physical state although un appealing, is still quite good. He is weak from lack of food and water, but it seems he is not starved. Whom ever was holding him captive must have wanted him healthy. The cuts etc can be healed with little trouble and hardly any reminiscence of them being there at all. However his condition is deeper then we first anticipated. After running a few short tests we found he has a mild case of amnesia. The brain has shut down in his memory part of the brain. Whether it develops in to a more severe case is really up to how hard your husband wants to fight it, how much he wants to remember."

"So how long could this last?" Sirius asked putting his hand on Lily's shoulder.

"No telling really, in the worst case it could never be the same." Lily dropped back; luckily Sirius was there to catch her.

"Come on Lily." He soothed. "James wont give up the fight- you know him. How long did he work to get you. He knew he wanted you from third year. And now look your married to him and carrying his baby. He won't give up in having it all back. You and James and bump will all be well, I promise. You have to get better, cause I'll need a place to come when Peter's in a bad mood. That boy can throw a fit!" Lily looked at him, her eyes glassy and faded, her skin pale.

"Thanks." She said hugging him.

Lily sat by James' side for six hours before he came to. His eyes opened slowly for the first time and he looked round at his surroundings.

"Hey sleepy head." Lily said quietly, causing James' head to turn to her. "Do you remember who I am?" She asked, her voice quiet, yet clear. Her eyes sparkling, yet dull.

James shook his head. No.

"Do you remember who you are?" Again James shook his head. A little lost boy he was in deed. "Your name is James. James Potter. And I am Lily Potter, I'm your wife." James' eyes widened.

"I have a wife?" He asked. "You're my wife?" Lily frowned slightly.

"Does that disappoint you?" She asked.

"No, it's just, well, you're so pretty." He blushed and Lily smiled.

"Well you're not so bad yourself." She replied. "James can you remember how you got here? Here being the hospital."

"All I remember is not wanting to tell something and then pain, lots of pain." Lily felt tears rushing to her eyes, thinking of James suffering, the pain he must have gone through and she hadn't bee able to help. "Li... Li...?" James sighed helplessly.

"Lily." Lily interjected.

"Thanks, Lily. Will you stay with me? I mean, I don't know anybody, and I don't know what... I just feel... I don't know..."

"Helpless? Lonely? Scared?" Lily asked. James looked at her, his eyes showing fright.

"Yeah. All of those. See you seem to understand. And If I'm married to you then, well I must have trusted you." Lily put a hand on James' shoulder.

"James you are my life, I love you so much. When you disappeared I was devastated. And I know that you risked your life to protect me. That's how much you loved me." James looked in her eyes.

"I'm sorry," He said his eyes tearing. "I don't remember, I really really want to remember. I just can't!" He said now breaking down.

"Shh, honey. It's ok. I know it's hard. If you really really want to remember then I promise you, you will. I will help as much as I can. We'll be ok." She smiled at him taking his hand and squeezing it.

"Thanks. Liz." Lily chuckled.

"It's Lily! Anyway, I think you should meet Sirius. He's your best friend in the whole entire world. You grew up together and we wouldn't have even dated if it weren't for him." James shook his head.

"No, no. I don't want to." He said.

"James, this was your best friend. Gosh, at school you were infamous! You ran riot, terrorising the teachers, scandalising the Slytherins, turning a certain red heads hair green. James, Sirius practically lived with you since you started school. You have to at least give him a chance." James looked at her. "I will be here. I promise."

"Ok then." So Lily called for Sirius and Sirius arrived in next to no time.

"Prongs!" He yelped when he entered.

"I thought I was called James?" James questioned.

"YOU REMEMBERED!" Lily sang excitedly. James smiled proud of himself. "Sirius, stick to his real name for the time being, not your stupid nicknames!"

"I have a nickname?" James asked enthusiastically. Lily rolled her eyes. James seemed to have gotten over his fear of new people.

Whilst James sat and talked to Sirius, asking him about all the pranks they used to play on the Slytherins and teacher, Lily went home and got all her photo albums.

And together the three of them raked through them, telling James his life story. And later being joined by Remus and Peter. James was greatly interested; he was wowed at how Lily had hated him for so long, and how cheeky he had been at school. He was amazed that Remus was a werewolf and what he and his mates had done to help. The Potters wedding pictures had been impressive. Imagine having gotten married at a place as grand as Hogwarts. James looked at himself saying his vowels, not taking his eyes off the woman next to him. Hell why should he, she was beautiful! The photos led right up into the first months of Lily's pregnancy, which, was also explained to James. In a matter of weeks he'd have a child- now that's a scary thought even if you could remember your own name. Lily would be teaching James and their new one at the same time. Then the last photo was taken just days before James left home. Lily's bump already showing. It saddened him to know these photos held no remembrance in his mind, and Lily was depressed to find that the next day James remembered nothing of them.

So day after day Lily took him through the same life story. And day after day James forgot. He got visits from everyone who knew him- he just didn't know them. The only person, even though he still couldn't remember her name, that he came to rely on was Lily. It seemed that he must have remembered something about her deep down, maybe his heart, as each day he trusted her straight off.

And In turn Lily, even though disheartened that he never remembered, was grateful she had her husband safe and sound. At least she knew he was safe.

Three weeks later and Lily was thoroughly depressed, it seemed that James STILL had no improvement what so ever. Each day she would replay the same story in the same dreary section of the mental ward in St Mungos, then the next day all was forgotten. The other Marauders came in when they could but all had jobs to attend to. Lily was finding it increasingly hard.

"Morning." James said cheerfully as Lily entered the room one sunny July day. "are you here to give me my breakfast?" He asked. She sighed.

"No, James I'm here to help you remember. Today's going to be the day." She said this everyday.

"I don't know..." James trailed off.

"Yes! Yes it is!" Lily snapped. "If you believe it enough it will become reality. You told me that when you wanted me to go out with you."

"ok, so how am I going to remember, and who are you? Did I ask you out once?" This was going to be a long day. Little did Lily know how long.

"Your name is James. James Potter." Lily started. "Now James how are you feeling today?"

"I'm feeling good thanks how are you feeling?"

"Tired actually, do you know how many stairs there are in this G-d damn place." She replied.

"Well, I'm not surprised, look at the size of you. I mean you're beautiful, but your stomach is massive."

"James I'm pre..." Her face contorted in agony and her hand rushed to her stomach. "Ahhh!" She screamed.

"LILY!" James jumped up. If Lily hadn't been in so much pain, she would have jumped for joy at the mere fact James had remembered her name. "I need a nurse!" James squealed, suddenly remembering that Lily was pregnant, and by the looks of it going into labour. Once he had found a healer (which wasn't hard), James held her hand as she was floated to a labour ward. "It's ok Lily, I'm here. James is here."

"JAMES!" Lily screeched, "YOU CAN REMEMBER?" She asked through her pain.

"Lily, I love you." He smiled watching the miracle which was birth. Lily's eyes teared up; she wasn't sure at the time if it was through pain or happiness.

That evening, the couple whom had been through so much in the past few months became parents for the first time. Having so much to catch up on, yet still so much to go through, they sat just holding their child.

Their friends joining them in celebrating too.

Little did they know this was just a small tree in the forest which was yet to come.

Voldemort hadn't finished with the Potter's, maybe, just maybe one day they would finish him.