A/N: I am sorry that I took so long, I completely forgot! I have started to work as a counselor at a summer camp- but for no pay, of coarse. I don't know why I did it- I don't care if I need the girl scout service hours!!!!

Everyone- this is very important! They are now in their 5th year!!!! Okay? I think it was CountessMel who brought up this very important point in the review boards. Therefore, that would mean, of coarse, that Lily would be a prefect. Sorry I am being so confusing!

Whatever you guys were doing on the review board before that.......umm... very interesting. I do not know why it did that repeating thingy on there...Well, whatever, it ups my review count. I'm not complaining! And, again- remember, the more reviews, the longer the updates!

Holly

Chapter Five: Rose

James and Sirius walked in dripping wet one late and rainy Saturday evening in their quidditch robes. It was so late, about 1 in the morning, that everyone was gone from the common room. James had a I-know-I-did-the-right-thing look on his face, and Sirius looked like he could punch the first person who talked to him. James summoned towels from somewhere.

"Three hours! Three hours, James, with the rain! Do you want to get us killed? We could have frozen to death out there!" yelled Sirius. He was still ringing his quidditch uniform of water.

"I only did three hours because its the only way we are going to win! Slitherin is the first match, and they are not an easy defeat! If they do two, we do three! We have to be a step ahead of them all of the way. That is the only way we'll win!"

"James! Have you noticed that we have never lost a game? It is impossible for us to loose! You know why? Because we have you on our team! Don't deny it. The only reason that we have won the quidditch cup for the last 3 years is because of you. You are amazing!"

James looked at Sirius and almost laughed. "Sorry, Sirius, but flattering will not get you out of quidditch practice."

Actually, what Sirius had said was true. James was star chaser and captain, the youngest captain in Hogwarts history as of his third year. Sirius was beater. He had broken a school record for the most goals scored by one chaser in one game- 31 goals. In only 2 and ½ hours.

Everyone but himself thought he was amazing. If they won 200 points over the other team, then he should've gotten 300. Yet, no matter what, (AKA team injuries, rain, snow, pranks from Slitherins,) they never lost a game. Ever.

"Whatever. I don't wanna talk about this now," Said James.

"Okay, I'm going to bed." Said Sirius, looking at him curiously. "You coming up?" It was close to 12:00, and surprisingly, everyone was in bed.

"Yeah, in a while. I'm going to study for a while."

James, in fact, had no intention of going to bed, or studying. He was still thinking about the letter he had gotten earlier that morning. He hadn't thought about it all day, or at least hadn't showed it, him being the "big man" that he was. But now it all came flooding back to him. He took it out of his pocket and began to read:

Dearest James,

I am very sorry to tell you this, James. Rose has gone. She has died last night. There is nothing we could do. I'm sure you can handle it, James, being the strong 5th year that you are. She died peacefully in her sleep. Don't worry about us, okay? She had a good life, James. Do not worry about her. You just worry about school and quidditch, and doing lots of pranks! It would be a great to do some in her honor, you know? Put a rose above the scene of the crime with the dupudo charm.

We are not really having a burial, because there would be no one to invite. Your father and I will just put her in the Potter mosoleum. Don't come, okay? I don't want you there.

We love you James! Make sure to study lots! We are so proud of you!

Lots of love:

Your Mother and Father

James' sister had been horribly hurt when she was only three years old, and stuck in a coma ever since. She had been playing outside when she just waked in front of a car. No one knows why. It was the worst thing that ever happened to James' mom. She had been a little "hollow" ever since the incident.

Since then, she was stuck in her bed with five nurses for company. Of coarse, it didn't matter. She couldn't see or hear anyone. She had been in a coma for 10 years- she was thirteen when she died.

James continued to think about this, staring into the fire. He felt ad that he didn't feel bad- but he didn't remember anything about Rose. He was only 5 when she want into the coma. She was beautiful though. Absolutely stunning.

The doctor had said that her heartbeat was going irratic and that it was only a matter of time before she had died.

He heard footsteps behind him, and turned around. It was Lily.

"Is this really what I see?" She said, smiling. "James Potter, thinking?"

She quickly stopped smiling when she saw the look on his face.

"I'm not in the mood, Evans," He said coldly.

She looked at him oddly. He never called her Evans. Last names were used for enemies and Slitherins.

"I didn't mean that," He said with a huge sigh." I guess I am just not in a good mood today."

"James, what is wrong?" Lily said with a look of concern on her face.

"Nothing."

"Is that a letter?"

"Its nothing," He said, stuffing it into his pocket.

"If its nothing, then why would you hide it?" She replied tartly.

He shrugged.

"James, really, what is it?" she said.

He sighed, pulled the letter out of his pocket, threw it at Lily, and put his face in his hands.

Lily bent over, picked up the letter, and unfolded it carefully. She noticed the Potter seal. It was a Gryfindor lion.

She began to read the letter.

A/N: Cliffie!!!! Yay! I finally have it up! Sorry that one was so short..... hum. Longer next time, I promise!

Holly