FOREWORD
Hey all. Now, I know I left the last chapter as a cliffhanger, but, you know, who could possibly resist? Now this chapter will have a lot of revealing of feelings cough cough and more about those sneaky prophecies. Did I just give something away? Uh oh. Hmm...what shall happen, dare I ask? I wouldn't know, except for the fact that I wrote it.... That doesn't make sense, does it? I'll just be off to think about that....
Lily (signed subconsciously, mind you)
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Sirius, Remus, Peter, Kate, and Chelsea stood a few feet away from the large group of students, debating whether they should tell Dumbledore about Lily an James or not. Sirius was pacing back and forth, knowing that he had practically sold his friends to Voldemort. Then again, James had told him o leave....
"We can't tell anyone! Don't you see?" he yelled angrily after a minute. The others stared at him.
"Why not?" Chelsea and Kate yelled.
Sirius sighed. "A few years ago, another prophecy was made." He looked tired and weary. "When Dumbledore hired our old Divination teacher, Miss Stella. He told James and James told Lily, that's why she hates him, besides the fact that he is an arrogant prat...." He trailed off and wiped his forehead with the back of his sleeve. "It was the second made about the Potter's and the first about James and Lily in particular. They told me because James, and Lily knew, that I would die for them, but they sealed their fate and made me promise never to interfere. That's why James made me leave, otherwise I'd be right there with them," he said, pointing up at the castle.
"What-what are the prophecies?" Chelsea said. She was trembling slightly and Remus put his arm carefully around her shoulders, hugging her to him.
Sirius and Remus exchanged a quick glance and Sirius went on. "The first on is: 'A family will surpass the bounds of bravery and nobleness and will sacrifice itself for the Light side of our people, until there are none left to die for us'."
"So that's one reason Lily refuses to fall in love with him," Kate said absently.
Sirius nodded. "That's one of the reasons, yes." He sighed again. "The second one, the one about them, is 'Three powerful mages will defeat the Dark Lord. One by dyeing for her love, two by producing the heir of Godric Gryffindor, who will lead the Light side to victory'." Sirius looked around the speechless group.
"Wow," Chelsea said. "Wow.
"I can't believe it. That's why she doesn't like him. I mean, wow. I n-never kn-knew Lily was a-a magess." She said the last word in a whisper.
Sirius nodded grimly and sighed once more. "We have to let them fall on their own. The know they'll end up together eventually anyway, it's inevitable, unless they have a really screwed up relationship." He shuddered at the thought. "Besides, James already loves her and Lily...well, I'm not sure yet, but she still needs her space. When it's time...." He trailed off.
"So we're just going to let fate take over ad leave them with Voldemort?" Kate asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah. But, Sirius, a month ago I heard you talking to James about a-a third prophecy made by our new Divination teacher, Trelawney, or something. Sorry to be eavesdropping...." She blushed a bright crimson red. "I, er, was wondering what it was."
"That," he said, "I cannot tell you. I promised Lily and James I wouldn't tell you any, but those were necessary. the last was made at the beginning of the year, bout their deaths." They all gasped.
"What-what do you mean?" Kate asked.
"This is why a cannot tell you!" Sirius said impatiently. "but I'm tired of waiting and worrying. Let's go!"
"What?!" Kate, Chelsea, and Remus asked. Peter wasn't listening anymore.
"What about Dumbledore?" Kate asked.
"We can get him on the way!" Sirius yelled back as he was now several feet in front of them and pushing through the crowd. "Hey, Albus!" he yelled. "We're going to rescue Jimmy-boy and Lillikins from Voldie-thing now! You coming?" Dumbledore looked up and smiled, eyes twinkling merrily. He knew Sirius had promised not to interfere, but he did not want Lily and James to be too hurt in the battle.
"It shall be a grand adventure!" he called to the now beaming Sirius.
"Well come on then! Let's go! Tally ho! Hey! I'm a poet and I didn't even know it! Let's go kick some Voldie butt! Yippee!"
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They apparated to a cold dungeon-like building. Voldemort threw Lily to the ground and kicked her in the stomach to make her quiet down.
"Silly girl. Leaving Potter will not save him. He'll die anyway, and now, I have you. I'm glad you came willingly. The first prophecy is fulfilled as the last Potter dies. Now the second prophecy is canceled," he said coldly.
Lily frowned. "What if I'm the one who dies for her love and not meant to be part of the heir of Gryffindor?"
"A thought well spoken, but alas, you are part of the latter. Besides, you do not love James Potter."
"But I do," she said quietly.
"You do not, silly girl," he said furiously, slapping her across the face and causing her to fall to the floor again.
"Crucio," he muttered, pointing a long wand at her. Lily writhed in pain on the ground, her flesh burning. She was in too much pain to scream, but she knew that even if she could, no one would hear her. Finally the pain stopped and Lily stood shakily to her feet.
"I do! I love James Potter and you can't take him away from me!" She was in tears now. "We'll die together!" Suddenly, a bright red-orange bird appeared with a bang like a muggle gun shot. It was a pheonix, Fawkes, to be exact. Fawkes was Dumbledore's brilliant bird. "Over here, Fawkes!" Lily called, jumping up to grab Fawkes's tail feathers. They disappeared with another bang and reappeared next to the unconscious James. The rife was closing in on them now. Lily knelt next to James and flung her arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder.
"Oh James," she whispered. "I love you so much."
James stirred slightly and leaned away from Lily to cough.
"Lils?" he asked hoarsely. Lily nodded, choking back tears. "Lils, no matter what happens, you have to know. You have to remember. Promise me."
"I-I promise. I do."
"Thank you. I might get to say this again, or I might not. It's okay if you don't feel the same, but Lily I lo--" But James was cut off by a large door banging open and the shouts of their friends.
"There they are!" they heard Sirius yell. Lily looked down at James and smiled.
"I guess you'll have to tell me later," she said quietly. James smiled as well, somewhat relieved that he did not have to admit what he was feeling to Lily just yet. When the time was right....
They heard Dumbledore apparate next to them. Lily held James's hand as they all dissaparated outside where James promptly collapsed, causing Lily to tumble over after him, giggling like mad. He flung his arms around her and held her tight as Madame Pomfrey came over to heal them. He hugged the girl sitting next to him tighter when she winced, Madame Pomfrey just having put some concoction on one of her wounds. Although James almost killed himself by using his powers, Lily was in a much worse state. She had tons of bruises and cuts from where Voldemort had hexed her.
When they had been healed and the ministry officials had arrived to put out the fire and restored the castle as best as they could, Lily, James, Kate, Chelsea, Remus, and Sirius were brought up to the Hospital Wing to rest and recover. James had to spend a week in the Ward to gain back his strength. Every two hours he had to take a nasty Mage's Relied Potion. Even though Lily was healed after a couple of days, she stayed in the Hospital Wind at James's side while he rested. They talked mostly, about school, what they might do after school ended, O.W.L.'s, which were coming up dreadfully soon. One afternoon, they got to bickering again, just for fun.
"So, Lils, will you go out with me now? I mean, we're going to be together eventually. I know you like me," James said, grinning like an idiot.
"No," she said simply, not bothering to tell him that she did not like him whatsoever of insulting him like usual. James didn't seem to notice. Lily flipped a page in her Advanced Charms book.
"Why?" he asked, flabbergasted. Lily sighed and looked him in the eye.
It's a love/hate thing," she said, shrugging.
"Oh," James said quietly. He looked away.
"Oh, Jay, don't you have a-a girlfriend or-or something?" she asked desperately. James turned to look at her again.
"Er, sorta. I can fix that," he said hurriedly. Lily hmphed and tuned back to her book. "Jay?"
"I liked it. I think it's cute...Jay...."
"Er-okay." He paused. "Lils?"
"What?" she asked.
"Sorry."
"For what?" She put her book down and gave him a questioning look.
"For being such a prick to you all the time. I just get that way around you...." He trailed off. Lily's mind was racing. James Potter, apologizing? Now that's a first, she thought.
Lily smiled at him and let him take her small hand in his larger one.
"Er-thank you, Jay. And thanks for trying to save me and-and everything. That was really brave. I-I'm so scared of my powers and the prophecies, I've never tried to use them," she said quietly. A small tear tracked down her cheek and James reached up to wipe it away gently. Lily swatted his hadn away.
"Lily, you were just as brave. Please, can you tell me about-about what happened after I fell?"
Lily sniffled and shook her head. She was silent for a moment before nodding.
"I made a deal with Voldemort. To-to spare you if I went with him. He just left you there to die in the fire and I hoped Sirius would break his promise and come rescue you. Voldemort took me to this dungeon place. It was cold and dar. He and the other Deatheaters kicked and hit me a lot. I got an Unforgivable a couple of times, too." She said all this with a hollow look in her eyes. Her voice was flat. "Voldemort told me about his plans for us and how he knows our parts in the prophecies. Then he told me," she faltered here as scenes flashed in her mind. "He told me that I would die alone and he would win. Something like, 'The first prophecy is fulfilled as the last Potter dies. Now the second prophecy is canceled.'" she stopped here, afraid to tell him what else she had said to Voldemort. "Er-then Fawkes came and got me.
"I've been having these nightmares that I can barely remember, but I just figured it out. They, I think, they are about our-our deaths. I'm not sure yet. I don't even remember half of it." Tears were pouring down her cheeks now. James stared at her, speechless.
"Lily, if you weren't brave, I wasn't even trying. Lils, you were, no, are amazing. But, we fulfilled part of the third prophecy. I think, no, I know that this is the first time we've defied Voldemort, the time is coming soon. But, I've been having nightmares, too. I woke up the next morning and barely remember anything." James sighed. "Don't worry. Let's talk about something else. I'm sorry I brought it up."
Lily nodded and sniffed again. "It's okay. It makes me feel better, telling someone. We should talk more often." James looked as if all his dreams had come true.
"All right," he said.
He looked out the window again and smiled, making sure Lily couldn't see.
"You know, I can't wait until I can leave the Hospital Wing. I hate taking these potions and I discover that I've been spending too much time in here lately...." He trailed off when he saw Lily's face. "what's wrong?" Lily shook her head sadly and sniffed.
"I don't know. I'm just worried, I guess."
"About what?" James asked. She scrunched up her nose, causing James to laugh slightly. "You're cute when you do that, you know?" Lily blushed madly.
"If I tell you, you'll never let me hear the end of it."
"Aw, come on. Tell me," he pouted.
"You're cute when you do that, you know?" He blushed just like Lily did and Lily giggled.
"Ah, touché, my dear." He laughed heartily, well, tried really. Instead he ended up coughing painfully. "Now this is ironic," he said when he had finished. "'Okay, stop, Mr. Funny Guy, or you're going to make me hack all my organs out'," he quoted Lily in a high voice.
"Uh," Lily said impatiently, picking up her Advanced Charms text and reading again. "You know, I think it's almost time for you to take your potion, Potter. I'll go get Madame Pomfrey, shall I?"
"Potter?"
"Sorry, habit, Jay," she said, getting up and walking to the back of the Ward. she knocked twice and stuck her head in the door to Madame Pomfrey's office. "Ms. Pomfrey? I think it's time for James to take his potion...."
James could hear a 'yes, yes. Coming Potter!' and the usual clank of potions jars as Pomfrey searched her cluttered desk for the lime green bottle that contained his medicine. Madame Pomfrey came out a minute later, Lily following behind with an amused expression on her face.
Madame Pomfrey held out a small glass and smile as James held his nose in disgust, closed his eyes, and gulped down the potion. He grimaced as Madame Pomfrey handed him a napkin to wipe his mouth with.
"Now Potter, I know you won't stay in here much longer, so I'll let you go and visit your friends." James jumped up, grabbed Lily's hand and dashed out of the hospital Wing, calling over his shoulder a quick 'thanks!' to Madame Pomfrey.
"Where are we going?" shrieked Lily. James took a swift glance at her and started sprinting faster down the hall. Some teachers stuck their heads out of their classroom to yell at them.
"To visit Sirius!" James yelled.
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"Chelsea," Remus said behind the girl curled up on a couch by the fire. He hopped over the back of the couch and sat next to her. "Hi," he said quietly.
"Hey," she responded, finally turning to look at him. She smiled at him. "What's up?" she asked. Remus shrugged his shoulder, but Chelsea noticed that he looked extremely nervous. He gulped quickly and looked into the fire. He hadn't told his friends he was going to do this.
"We need to talk," he said wearily. Chelsea visibly stiffened.
"What about?" Remus sighed and put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close.
"About this...thing. It's kind of hard to explain. I've only done this once before. You might hate me after this. Oh, I don't know. This is so difficult...." Chelsea's thoughts were racing madly. Was he going to break up with her? She shuddered at the thought and pushed it aside.
"Remus, you're babbling." he smiled ruefully at her.
"I suppose I am." He stopped smiling and looked her in the eye. "Chelsea...I'm a...I'm a--" Chelsea gazed intently at him, very relieved, though, that he did not seem to want to break up with her.
"Werewolf?" she asked gently. Remus gaped at her.
"How did--Lily? Who--told--how--"
"You're babbling again, Remmy," she said, using the Reds' pet name for him, which, often times, annoyed him to no end. He let it go. She held up her hand to keep him from talking. "I found out myself, though I was a little sad you didn't tell me sooner." She frowned.
"I was afraid you'd reject me." Chelsea looked taken-aback for a minute. He face softened and she looked fondly at him.
"I would never."
"Good, there's just one more-er-thing I want to--no need to tell you."
He paused a moment and studied her face intently, searching her blue-grey eyes.
"I love you," he whispered before closing the gap between them and kissing her shyly. They pulled away and watched each other momentarily.
"I love you, too, Remus."
They sat there a while, staring into the fired quietly, until they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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About an hour later, Lily and James burst into the deserted commonroom, giggling like mad and stumbling about. They froze when they heard someone moving by the fire. They turned and shoved their fists in their mouths to keep from laughing again.
Remus was lying half on the couch, half not, his heard on the arm of the sofa. Chelsea was curled up in a ball next to him, head on his chest; his arms were around her and they seemed to be fast asleep.
Lily tugged James's cloak and they headed back out of the commonroom before laughing loudly. Sirius obviously was not there either as they had been searching for quite a while. James led Lily down to the Entrance Hall and they went outside onto the moonlit grounds. They walked to the tree by the lake and sat underneath it.
"So, what do you want to do now?" Lily asked, gazing contentedly up at the cloudy night sky. James grinned ruefully. Lily looked at him, eyebrows raised. "Oh, no. I am not going to a., prank anyone at this time of night, b., be the subject of a prank, or, c., do any other little perverted thing Sirius might have thought of for you. No way." James grinned.
"Okay, but are you sure you don't want me to test out any of our new pranks on you...?"
"No. Let's play a game. You say something and the other person has to say the word that first comes to mind." James shrugged. "Okay, I'll go first." She thought for a minute. "Brown.
"My eyes," he said.
"Dizzying," she said back.
"My eyes are dizzying?"
"Whatever. Let's keep going, um, off of dizzying."
"Sirius's brain."
"Perverted."
"Do I really have to think of a word for this one?" he asked.
"Oh, no. I'll start again...strawberry."
"Red."
"My hair."
"Smells good."
"It does?"
"Yep."
"Anyway, going on...er...Lilies."
"You."
"Are a dork. Ha! I made a sentence. You are a dork."
"Shut up."
"Quietness."
"Are we still playing the game?"
"Yes," she said exasperatedly.
"Okay, stealth."
"Voldemort."
"Evil."
She shuddered. "Snape."
"I'm thinking of a new word. Let's see, cherries."
"Red again."
"Your hair again."
"New word...sky."
"Dark."
"Beautiful."
"You."
"Aw, you flatter me. Hmmm...a word for you--"
"Are a dork."
"Damn you, Potter."
"Thank you Evans. New word...watermelon."
"What is it with you and fruit?"
"I like it."
"Okay, juicy."
"I am not going to answer that, Lils."
"Okay, watery."
"Quidditch Pitch."
"Why do you think the Quidditch Pitch is watery?"
"I saw it over the trees over there. Hey! It was the first thing that came to mind."
"Right. Off of Quidditch. James Potter."
"Superstar."
"Sorry, Skipper, but you are hardly a superstar."
"Skipper?"
"Muggle thing."
"Oooookay, off of Muggle thing. Fellytone."
"It's telephone, you dolt."
"Off of dolt...er, crazy."
"Mental."
"Dumbledore."
"Dumbledore isn't mental."
"Yep, he is. He thinks that making Remus and Chelsea prefects will save us all from being expelled from school. He also seems to think I have a chance at getting Head Boy Seventh Year."
"Wow, he is mental."
"Hey, I resent that."
"I guessed as much."
"Are we done with the game?"
"Looks like it."
"Darn it," he whined.
"Sorry, Charlotte."
"What?"
"Muggle thing."
"Enough with the Muggle things!!!"
"Okaley dokaley."
"What?!"
"Muggle thing."
"Driving me nuts..." she heard him mutter.
"Come along, trusty steed, let's giddy 'on up to that the-y-er castle," she said in a western accent.
"WHAT?!"
"Muggle thing," she said again, shrugging.
"Oh bother."
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James opened one eye blearily.
"Go away, Padfoot."
"Not a chance. I have to make fun of you first." James scowled and threw a pillow at him.
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"Prongs, wake up!" Sirius yelled. James turned his back on him and brought the covers over his head. He looked at his pillow and jumped up with a yelp.
"That got you awake. Finally. It's almost eleven o'clock." James was still staring at his pillow in horror. There was a giant, black, hairy, half dead, and squished spider sitting there, twitching menacingly. James shuddered. Suddenly his eyes went wide.
"Oh my! Classes! What?! What?! Classes!!! Why didn't you wake me up?!" he yelled, running about the room like a mad man and desperately flinging books into his bag.
"Calm down. It's Saturday, Prongs." James stopped what he was doing. Sirius raised and eyebrow at him.
"Then...why did you wake me?" he asked quietly and slowly. He flopped back onto his bed. Feeling that Sirius would not let him sleep anymore, James got up and dressed before going down to the Gryffindor commonroom. Lily was sitting with Chelsea and Kate, talking quietly. He snuck up behind them and said 'boo!' The three girls jumped about a foot in the air, shrieking like mad. James hopped over the back of the couch and sat between Lily and Chelsea, slinging his arm around Lily's shoulder. To the others' amazement, she did not remove it.
"Hello," Lily said, picking up her Advanced Charms text and opening it to page 632.
"Hi!" James replied brightly. He looked over her shoulder. "I," he said, "have already read that chapter."
"I know you did," Lily said absently. James frowned at her. He looked back at Chelsea and Kate, who also looked very interested in the conversation.
"Er, well, then, I'll just be pushing you off the couch," he said slyly.
"Okay, have a nice time," she said, waving him off. James grinned and put his hands on the small of her back. Lily looked up with wide eyes as James shoved her off the couch and she landed with a small thud on the floor. James sat in her spot, resting his feet on the small table in front of the couch and watching her with an amused expression.
"What did you do that for?" she shrieked at him. James's grin widened.
"You said I could."
"I did? I mean, I did not!" she said, looking slightly confused. "Oh bother," she muttered.
"Ha! Jinx you! I said that yesterday!" James laughed uncontrollably, earning stares from other Gryffindors around the commonroom, especially from Lily, Chelsea, and Kate.
"Er, Jay, that's not how 'jinx' works, exactly."
"Well...? Are you going to explain?" he asked.
"No, Jay, I'm not, because your puny little brain will not be able to understand anything about Muggles." Lily looked at her two friends. "What?" she asked, seeing the odd looks on their faces. "Cat got your tongue?"
"What?" James asked Lily. She turned back to him.
"Muggle thing, James."
"Oh."
"Er-Lils," Kate asked tentatively. "Are you feeling all right?"
"Yes, why would you think otherwise? I just spent a whole week in the Hospital Wing, I should hope I'm feeling all right."
"You-you called Potter the Prat J-James?" she asked.
"Er-yeah, why?"
"Oh...my...God," she said. "We knew you liked him, but we didn't think you liked him that much." She turned away from the blushing Lily and looked at Chelsea. Thankfully, James had not seen Lily blush. "Chelse, this cannot be happening. Lillian Marie Evans actually called James Harold Potter by his given name! Ah! Run away! The world is ending!" Kate and Chelsea both jumped up, shrieking and taking cover behind the couch.
James turned a questioning look to Lily, who was still sitting on the floor at his feet. She shrugged.
"Um, okay. You guys have fun there. Come on, Lils, let's go get some breakfast."
"Jay," she said as he helped her up, "I already had breakfast." James looked put out.
"Well, let's go down to the kitchens and see what they can fix up for us, shall we?"
"Right-ee-o, young feller'!" she said in her western accent.
"What?!" the whole of Gryffindor heard him yell from outside the portrait hole.
"Muggle thing!" they heard Lily shout back to him. Everyone burst out laughing as they had all been eavesdropping. Some of them had even followed Chelsea and Kate's example and ducked under tables and behind chairs. Sirius and Remus came down from their dormitory and stared around at the laughing commonroom.
"Er-what's going on here?" Sirius asked. Kate stood up and walked over to him, clapping him on the shoulder to keep herself from falling over from laughing so hard.
"The--funnies--thing," she said in between giggles. "Jimmy-boy and Lillikins are in lurv!" she said, causing the commonroom to, if possible, laugh harder. Sirius looked down at her.
"And-and I missed it? Wait! Prongs! Red! Wait for me!" he called, running out of the commonroom after Lily and James. Remus shook his head and followed.
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AFTERWORD
You like it? I did a ton of editing and stuff and I hope it's really really long. Thanks for reading! Review please!
Lily
Hey all. Now, I know I left the last chapter as a cliffhanger, but, you know, who could possibly resist? Now this chapter will have a lot of revealing of feelings cough cough and more about those sneaky prophecies. Did I just give something away? Uh oh. Hmm...what shall happen, dare I ask? I wouldn't know, except for the fact that I wrote it.... That doesn't make sense, does it? I'll just be off to think about that....
Lily (signed subconsciously, mind you)
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Sirius, Remus, Peter, Kate, and Chelsea stood a few feet away from the large group of students, debating whether they should tell Dumbledore about Lily an James or not. Sirius was pacing back and forth, knowing that he had practically sold his friends to Voldemort. Then again, James had told him o leave....
"We can't tell anyone! Don't you see?" he yelled angrily after a minute. The others stared at him.
"Why not?" Chelsea and Kate yelled.
Sirius sighed. "A few years ago, another prophecy was made." He looked tired and weary. "When Dumbledore hired our old Divination teacher, Miss Stella. He told James and James told Lily, that's why she hates him, besides the fact that he is an arrogant prat...." He trailed off and wiped his forehead with the back of his sleeve. "It was the second made about the Potter's and the first about James and Lily in particular. They told me because James, and Lily knew, that I would die for them, but they sealed their fate and made me promise never to interfere. That's why James made me leave, otherwise I'd be right there with them," he said, pointing up at the castle.
"What-what are the prophecies?" Chelsea said. She was trembling slightly and Remus put his arm carefully around her shoulders, hugging her to him.
Sirius and Remus exchanged a quick glance and Sirius went on. "The first on is: 'A family will surpass the bounds of bravery and nobleness and will sacrifice itself for the Light side of our people, until there are none left to die for us'."
"So that's one reason Lily refuses to fall in love with him," Kate said absently.
Sirius nodded. "That's one of the reasons, yes." He sighed again. "The second one, the one about them, is 'Three powerful mages will defeat the Dark Lord. One by dyeing for her love, two by producing the heir of Godric Gryffindor, who will lead the Light side to victory'." Sirius looked around the speechless group.
"Wow," Chelsea said. "Wow.
"I can't believe it. That's why she doesn't like him. I mean, wow. I n-never kn-knew Lily was a-a magess." She said the last word in a whisper.
Sirius nodded grimly and sighed once more. "We have to let them fall on their own. The know they'll end up together eventually anyway, it's inevitable, unless they have a really screwed up relationship." He shuddered at the thought. "Besides, James already loves her and Lily...well, I'm not sure yet, but she still needs her space. When it's time...." He trailed off.
"So we're just going to let fate take over ad leave them with Voldemort?" Kate asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah. But, Sirius, a month ago I heard you talking to James about a-a third prophecy made by our new Divination teacher, Trelawney, or something. Sorry to be eavesdropping...." She blushed a bright crimson red. "I, er, was wondering what it was."
"That," he said, "I cannot tell you. I promised Lily and James I wouldn't tell you any, but those were necessary. the last was made at the beginning of the year, bout their deaths." They all gasped.
"What-what do you mean?" Kate asked.
"This is why a cannot tell you!" Sirius said impatiently. "but I'm tired of waiting and worrying. Let's go!"
"What?!" Kate, Chelsea, and Remus asked. Peter wasn't listening anymore.
"What about Dumbledore?" Kate asked.
"We can get him on the way!" Sirius yelled back as he was now several feet in front of them and pushing through the crowd. "Hey, Albus!" he yelled. "We're going to rescue Jimmy-boy and Lillikins from Voldie-thing now! You coming?" Dumbledore looked up and smiled, eyes twinkling merrily. He knew Sirius had promised not to interfere, but he did not want Lily and James to be too hurt in the battle.
"It shall be a grand adventure!" he called to the now beaming Sirius.
"Well come on then! Let's go! Tally ho! Hey! I'm a poet and I didn't even know it! Let's go kick some Voldie butt! Yippee!"
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They apparated to a cold dungeon-like building. Voldemort threw Lily to the ground and kicked her in the stomach to make her quiet down.
"Silly girl. Leaving Potter will not save him. He'll die anyway, and now, I have you. I'm glad you came willingly. The first prophecy is fulfilled as the last Potter dies. Now the second prophecy is canceled," he said coldly.
Lily frowned. "What if I'm the one who dies for her love and not meant to be part of the heir of Gryffindor?"
"A thought well spoken, but alas, you are part of the latter. Besides, you do not love James Potter."
"But I do," she said quietly.
"You do not, silly girl," he said furiously, slapping her across the face and causing her to fall to the floor again.
"Crucio," he muttered, pointing a long wand at her. Lily writhed in pain on the ground, her flesh burning. She was in too much pain to scream, but she knew that even if she could, no one would hear her. Finally the pain stopped and Lily stood shakily to her feet.
"I do! I love James Potter and you can't take him away from me!" She was in tears now. "We'll die together!" Suddenly, a bright red-orange bird appeared with a bang like a muggle gun shot. It was a pheonix, Fawkes, to be exact. Fawkes was Dumbledore's brilliant bird. "Over here, Fawkes!" Lily called, jumping up to grab Fawkes's tail feathers. They disappeared with another bang and reappeared next to the unconscious James. The rife was closing in on them now. Lily knelt next to James and flung her arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder.
"Oh James," she whispered. "I love you so much."
James stirred slightly and leaned away from Lily to cough.
"Lils?" he asked hoarsely. Lily nodded, choking back tears. "Lils, no matter what happens, you have to know. You have to remember. Promise me."
"I-I promise. I do."
"Thank you. I might get to say this again, or I might not. It's okay if you don't feel the same, but Lily I lo--" But James was cut off by a large door banging open and the shouts of their friends.
"There they are!" they heard Sirius yell. Lily looked down at James and smiled.
"I guess you'll have to tell me later," she said quietly. James smiled as well, somewhat relieved that he did not have to admit what he was feeling to Lily just yet. When the time was right....
They heard Dumbledore apparate next to them. Lily held James's hand as they all dissaparated outside where James promptly collapsed, causing Lily to tumble over after him, giggling like mad. He flung his arms around her and held her tight as Madame Pomfrey came over to heal them. He hugged the girl sitting next to him tighter when she winced, Madame Pomfrey just having put some concoction on one of her wounds. Although James almost killed himself by using his powers, Lily was in a much worse state. She had tons of bruises and cuts from where Voldemort had hexed her.
When they had been healed and the ministry officials had arrived to put out the fire and restored the castle as best as they could, Lily, James, Kate, Chelsea, Remus, and Sirius were brought up to the Hospital Wing to rest and recover. James had to spend a week in the Ward to gain back his strength. Every two hours he had to take a nasty Mage's Relied Potion. Even though Lily was healed after a couple of days, she stayed in the Hospital Wind at James's side while he rested. They talked mostly, about school, what they might do after school ended, O.W.L.'s, which were coming up dreadfully soon. One afternoon, they got to bickering again, just for fun.
"So, Lils, will you go out with me now? I mean, we're going to be together eventually. I know you like me," James said, grinning like an idiot.
"No," she said simply, not bothering to tell him that she did not like him whatsoever of insulting him like usual. James didn't seem to notice. Lily flipped a page in her Advanced Charms book.
"Why?" he asked, flabbergasted. Lily sighed and looked him in the eye.
It's a love/hate thing," she said, shrugging.
"Oh," James said quietly. He looked away.
"Oh, Jay, don't you have a-a girlfriend or-or something?" she asked desperately. James turned to look at her again.
"Er, sorta. I can fix that," he said hurriedly. Lily hmphed and tuned back to her book. "Jay?"
"I liked it. I think it's cute...Jay...."
"Er-okay." He paused. "Lils?"
"What?" she asked.
"Sorry."
"For what?" She put her book down and gave him a questioning look.
"For being such a prick to you all the time. I just get that way around you...." He trailed off. Lily's mind was racing. James Potter, apologizing? Now that's a first, she thought.
Lily smiled at him and let him take her small hand in his larger one.
"Er-thank you, Jay. And thanks for trying to save me and-and everything. That was really brave. I-I'm so scared of my powers and the prophecies, I've never tried to use them," she said quietly. A small tear tracked down her cheek and James reached up to wipe it away gently. Lily swatted his hadn away.
"Lily, you were just as brave. Please, can you tell me about-about what happened after I fell?"
Lily sniffled and shook her head. She was silent for a moment before nodding.
"I made a deal with Voldemort. To-to spare you if I went with him. He just left you there to die in the fire and I hoped Sirius would break his promise and come rescue you. Voldemort took me to this dungeon place. It was cold and dar. He and the other Deatheaters kicked and hit me a lot. I got an Unforgivable a couple of times, too." She said all this with a hollow look in her eyes. Her voice was flat. "Voldemort told me about his plans for us and how he knows our parts in the prophecies. Then he told me," she faltered here as scenes flashed in her mind. "He told me that I would die alone and he would win. Something like, 'The first prophecy is fulfilled as the last Potter dies. Now the second prophecy is canceled.'" she stopped here, afraid to tell him what else she had said to Voldemort. "Er-then Fawkes came and got me.
"I've been having these nightmares that I can barely remember, but I just figured it out. They, I think, they are about our-our deaths. I'm not sure yet. I don't even remember half of it." Tears were pouring down her cheeks now. James stared at her, speechless.
"Lily, if you weren't brave, I wasn't even trying. Lils, you were, no, are amazing. But, we fulfilled part of the third prophecy. I think, no, I know that this is the first time we've defied Voldemort, the time is coming soon. But, I've been having nightmares, too. I woke up the next morning and barely remember anything." James sighed. "Don't worry. Let's talk about something else. I'm sorry I brought it up."
Lily nodded and sniffed again. "It's okay. It makes me feel better, telling someone. We should talk more often." James looked as if all his dreams had come true.
"All right," he said.
He looked out the window again and smiled, making sure Lily couldn't see.
"You know, I can't wait until I can leave the Hospital Wing. I hate taking these potions and I discover that I've been spending too much time in here lately...." He trailed off when he saw Lily's face. "what's wrong?" Lily shook her head sadly and sniffed.
"I don't know. I'm just worried, I guess."
"About what?" James asked. She scrunched up her nose, causing James to laugh slightly. "You're cute when you do that, you know?" Lily blushed madly.
"If I tell you, you'll never let me hear the end of it."
"Aw, come on. Tell me," he pouted.
"You're cute when you do that, you know?" He blushed just like Lily did and Lily giggled.
"Ah, touché, my dear." He laughed heartily, well, tried really. Instead he ended up coughing painfully. "Now this is ironic," he said when he had finished. "'Okay, stop, Mr. Funny Guy, or you're going to make me hack all my organs out'," he quoted Lily in a high voice.
"Uh," Lily said impatiently, picking up her Advanced Charms text and reading again. "You know, I think it's almost time for you to take your potion, Potter. I'll go get Madame Pomfrey, shall I?"
"Potter?"
"Sorry, habit, Jay," she said, getting up and walking to the back of the Ward. she knocked twice and stuck her head in the door to Madame Pomfrey's office. "Ms. Pomfrey? I think it's time for James to take his potion...."
James could hear a 'yes, yes. Coming Potter!' and the usual clank of potions jars as Pomfrey searched her cluttered desk for the lime green bottle that contained his medicine. Madame Pomfrey came out a minute later, Lily following behind with an amused expression on her face.
Madame Pomfrey held out a small glass and smile as James held his nose in disgust, closed his eyes, and gulped down the potion. He grimaced as Madame Pomfrey handed him a napkin to wipe his mouth with.
"Now Potter, I know you won't stay in here much longer, so I'll let you go and visit your friends." James jumped up, grabbed Lily's hand and dashed out of the hospital Wing, calling over his shoulder a quick 'thanks!' to Madame Pomfrey.
"Where are we going?" shrieked Lily. James took a swift glance at her and started sprinting faster down the hall. Some teachers stuck their heads out of their classroom to yell at them.
"To visit Sirius!" James yelled.
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"Chelsea," Remus said behind the girl curled up on a couch by the fire. He hopped over the back of the couch and sat next to her. "Hi," he said quietly.
"Hey," she responded, finally turning to look at him. She smiled at him. "What's up?" she asked. Remus shrugged his shoulder, but Chelsea noticed that he looked extremely nervous. He gulped quickly and looked into the fire. He hadn't told his friends he was going to do this.
"We need to talk," he said wearily. Chelsea visibly stiffened.
"What about?" Remus sighed and put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close.
"About this...thing. It's kind of hard to explain. I've only done this once before. You might hate me after this. Oh, I don't know. This is so difficult...." Chelsea's thoughts were racing madly. Was he going to break up with her? She shuddered at the thought and pushed it aside.
"Remus, you're babbling." he smiled ruefully at her.
"I suppose I am." He stopped smiling and looked her in the eye. "Chelsea...I'm a...I'm a--" Chelsea gazed intently at him, very relieved, though, that he did not seem to want to break up with her.
"Werewolf?" she asked gently. Remus gaped at her.
"How did--Lily? Who--told--how--"
"You're babbling again, Remmy," she said, using the Reds' pet name for him, which, often times, annoyed him to no end. He let it go. She held up her hand to keep him from talking. "I found out myself, though I was a little sad you didn't tell me sooner." She frowned.
"I was afraid you'd reject me." Chelsea looked taken-aback for a minute. He face softened and she looked fondly at him.
"I would never."
"Good, there's just one more-er-thing I want to--no need to tell you."
He paused a moment and studied her face intently, searching her blue-grey eyes.
"I love you," he whispered before closing the gap between them and kissing her shyly. They pulled away and watched each other momentarily.
"I love you, too, Remus."
They sat there a while, staring into the fired quietly, until they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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About an hour later, Lily and James burst into the deserted commonroom, giggling like mad and stumbling about. They froze when they heard someone moving by the fire. They turned and shoved their fists in their mouths to keep from laughing again.
Remus was lying half on the couch, half not, his heard on the arm of the sofa. Chelsea was curled up in a ball next to him, head on his chest; his arms were around her and they seemed to be fast asleep.
Lily tugged James's cloak and they headed back out of the commonroom before laughing loudly. Sirius obviously was not there either as they had been searching for quite a while. James led Lily down to the Entrance Hall and they went outside onto the moonlit grounds. They walked to the tree by the lake and sat underneath it.
"So, what do you want to do now?" Lily asked, gazing contentedly up at the cloudy night sky. James grinned ruefully. Lily looked at him, eyebrows raised. "Oh, no. I am not going to a., prank anyone at this time of night, b., be the subject of a prank, or, c., do any other little perverted thing Sirius might have thought of for you. No way." James grinned.
"Okay, but are you sure you don't want me to test out any of our new pranks on you...?"
"No. Let's play a game. You say something and the other person has to say the word that first comes to mind." James shrugged. "Okay, I'll go first." She thought for a minute. "Brown.
"My eyes," he said.
"Dizzying," she said back.
"My eyes are dizzying?"
"Whatever. Let's keep going, um, off of dizzying."
"Sirius's brain."
"Perverted."
"Do I really have to think of a word for this one?" he asked.
"Oh, no. I'll start again...strawberry."
"Red."
"My hair."
"Smells good."
"It does?"
"Yep."
"Anyway, going on...er...Lilies."
"You."
"Are a dork. Ha! I made a sentence. You are a dork."
"Shut up."
"Quietness."
"Are we still playing the game?"
"Yes," she said exasperatedly.
"Okay, stealth."
"Voldemort."
"Evil."
She shuddered. "Snape."
"I'm thinking of a new word. Let's see, cherries."
"Red again."
"Your hair again."
"New word...sky."
"Dark."
"Beautiful."
"You."
"Aw, you flatter me. Hmmm...a word for you--"
"Are a dork."
"Damn you, Potter."
"Thank you Evans. New word...watermelon."
"What is it with you and fruit?"
"I like it."
"Okay, juicy."
"I am not going to answer that, Lils."
"Okay, watery."
"Quidditch Pitch."
"Why do you think the Quidditch Pitch is watery?"
"I saw it over the trees over there. Hey! It was the first thing that came to mind."
"Right. Off of Quidditch. James Potter."
"Superstar."
"Sorry, Skipper, but you are hardly a superstar."
"Skipper?"
"Muggle thing."
"Oooookay, off of Muggle thing. Fellytone."
"It's telephone, you dolt."
"Off of dolt...er, crazy."
"Mental."
"Dumbledore."
"Dumbledore isn't mental."
"Yep, he is. He thinks that making Remus and Chelsea prefects will save us all from being expelled from school. He also seems to think I have a chance at getting Head Boy Seventh Year."
"Wow, he is mental."
"Hey, I resent that."
"I guessed as much."
"Are we done with the game?"
"Looks like it."
"Darn it," he whined.
"Sorry, Charlotte."
"What?"
"Muggle thing."
"Enough with the Muggle things!!!"
"Okaley dokaley."
"What?!"
"Muggle thing."
"Driving me nuts..." she heard him mutter.
"Come along, trusty steed, let's giddy 'on up to that the-y-er castle," she said in a western accent.
"WHAT?!"
"Muggle thing," she said again, shrugging.
"Oh bother."
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James opened one eye blearily.
"Go away, Padfoot."
"Not a chance. I have to make fun of you first." James scowled and threw a pillow at him.
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"Prongs, wake up!" Sirius yelled. James turned his back on him and brought the covers over his head. He looked at his pillow and jumped up with a yelp.
"That got you awake. Finally. It's almost eleven o'clock." James was still staring at his pillow in horror. There was a giant, black, hairy, half dead, and squished spider sitting there, twitching menacingly. James shuddered. Suddenly his eyes went wide.
"Oh my! Classes! What?! What?! Classes!!! Why didn't you wake me up?!" he yelled, running about the room like a mad man and desperately flinging books into his bag.
"Calm down. It's Saturday, Prongs." James stopped what he was doing. Sirius raised and eyebrow at him.
"Then...why did you wake me?" he asked quietly and slowly. He flopped back onto his bed. Feeling that Sirius would not let him sleep anymore, James got up and dressed before going down to the Gryffindor commonroom. Lily was sitting with Chelsea and Kate, talking quietly. He snuck up behind them and said 'boo!' The three girls jumped about a foot in the air, shrieking like mad. James hopped over the back of the couch and sat between Lily and Chelsea, slinging his arm around Lily's shoulder. To the others' amazement, she did not remove it.
"Hello," Lily said, picking up her Advanced Charms text and opening it to page 632.
"Hi!" James replied brightly. He looked over her shoulder. "I," he said, "have already read that chapter."
"I know you did," Lily said absently. James frowned at her. He looked back at Chelsea and Kate, who also looked very interested in the conversation.
"Er, well, then, I'll just be pushing you off the couch," he said slyly.
"Okay, have a nice time," she said, waving him off. James grinned and put his hands on the small of her back. Lily looked up with wide eyes as James shoved her off the couch and she landed with a small thud on the floor. James sat in her spot, resting his feet on the small table in front of the couch and watching her with an amused expression.
"What did you do that for?" she shrieked at him. James's grin widened.
"You said I could."
"I did? I mean, I did not!" she said, looking slightly confused. "Oh bother," she muttered.
"Ha! Jinx you! I said that yesterday!" James laughed uncontrollably, earning stares from other Gryffindors around the commonroom, especially from Lily, Chelsea, and Kate.
"Er, Jay, that's not how 'jinx' works, exactly."
"Well...? Are you going to explain?" he asked.
"No, Jay, I'm not, because your puny little brain will not be able to understand anything about Muggles." Lily looked at her two friends. "What?" she asked, seeing the odd looks on their faces. "Cat got your tongue?"
"What?" James asked Lily. She turned back to him.
"Muggle thing, James."
"Oh."
"Er-Lils," Kate asked tentatively. "Are you feeling all right?"
"Yes, why would you think otherwise? I just spent a whole week in the Hospital Wing, I should hope I'm feeling all right."
"You-you called Potter the Prat J-James?" she asked.
"Er-yeah, why?"
"Oh...my...God," she said. "We knew you liked him, but we didn't think you liked him that much." She turned away from the blushing Lily and looked at Chelsea. Thankfully, James had not seen Lily blush. "Chelse, this cannot be happening. Lillian Marie Evans actually called James Harold Potter by his given name! Ah! Run away! The world is ending!" Kate and Chelsea both jumped up, shrieking and taking cover behind the couch.
James turned a questioning look to Lily, who was still sitting on the floor at his feet. She shrugged.
"Um, okay. You guys have fun there. Come on, Lils, let's go get some breakfast."
"Jay," she said as he helped her up, "I already had breakfast." James looked put out.
"Well, let's go down to the kitchens and see what they can fix up for us, shall we?"
"Right-ee-o, young feller'!" she said in her western accent.
"What?!" the whole of Gryffindor heard him yell from outside the portrait hole.
"Muggle thing!" they heard Lily shout back to him. Everyone burst out laughing as they had all been eavesdropping. Some of them had even followed Chelsea and Kate's example and ducked under tables and behind chairs. Sirius and Remus came down from their dormitory and stared around at the laughing commonroom.
"Er-what's going on here?" Sirius asked. Kate stood up and walked over to him, clapping him on the shoulder to keep herself from falling over from laughing so hard.
"The--funnies--thing," she said in between giggles. "Jimmy-boy and Lillikins are in lurv!" she said, causing the commonroom to, if possible, laugh harder. Sirius looked down at her.
"And-and I missed it? Wait! Prongs! Red! Wait for me!" he called, running out of the commonroom after Lily and James. Remus shook his head and followed.
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AFTERWORD
You like it? I did a ton of editing and stuff and I hope it's really really long. Thanks for reading! Review please!
Lily