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"Don't leave me, I love you." She whispered over and over, staring at the ground as she continued to sob.
Her hand was subconsciously rubbing her stomach...
Dun Dun Dun!! Who is our mysterious speaker and who is she talking to?! The song is 'I need you' by Leann Rimes
Chapter Thirty-One- The Dream
I don't need a lot of things
I can get by with nothin'
With all the blessings life can bring
I've always needed something
But I've got all I want when it comes to lovin' you
You're my only reason, you're my only truth
I need you like water, like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy from Heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms, that carries me through
I need you
You're the hope that moves me
to courage again
You're the love that rescues me
when the cold winds rage
And it's so amazin' 'cause that's just how you are
and I can't turn back now
'cause you've brought me too far
"You wanna know more more more about me, I'm the girl that's sweeping you off your feet...." I sung in a whisper, not wanting to wake up my five friends who were sprawled along the blanket.
I had woken up about two minutes ago and found I couldn't go back to sleep. James' head was lying in my lap and my hands were buried in his thick layers of brown hair.
(A/N, the song Lily is singing is by Skye Sweetnam...yes I know it's a little early for her, but it's playing on the radio right now so leave me alloooone!)
I hummed the next few lines to myself, looking up at the clear sky. It was a beautiful night, I was happy to be spending it with the people I loved most, besides my family.
The whole afternoon had been spent by playing quidditch, talking, joking, etc. It was all very enjoyable.
I pulled my legs out from underneath James and rested his head lightly down on the blanket, standing up and walked towards the middle of the clearing.
I kept in sight of the blanket, just in case one of them woke up and didn't know where I was.
As I stood there an old poem popped into my head, I smiled to myself, remembering when I had written it, almost two or three years ago.
"As I looked into his eyes and found his longing stare, I stopped myself from saying words that would show how much I care, I put my hand up to his face, holding my feelings in, I wouldn't say the words again, nor show my love for him, the last time I had told him how much he meant to me, he put my hands away from his and told me to leave him be, I never spoke the words again, for fear of his deep fright, I thought it would be the last time, until that blissful night. His fingers traced around my face, pushing my hair away, and I was quite unprepared for what he had to say, my heart raced quickly, imagine this strong guy looking like he might faint, but never would I be more impressed with anything he'd do, than when he took a heartfelt leap and told me 'I love you.'"
I don't exactly remember what made me decide to write that night. Generally when I'm pissed off or really emotional I'll take out my journal and write for hours, just letting feeling spill out. That poem was one of my rushed, girly poems. But oh well, it seemed good at the time.
"Why did he reject you?" I heard a voice from behind me and I turned around to see James standing behind me, his face contorted between jealousy and confusion. I nearly giggled when I realized James thought I had written the poem about a certain person.
"No one rejected me...well some people have. But that poem was just one that kinda popped into my head." I explained with a small smile. James' expression softened a little and he drew me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"It's beautiful." I murmured, watching the sky as the stars twinkled traditionally.
James smiled at me, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear and then kissing my forehead.
"Almost as beautiful as you." He whispered back and I shivered at the feeling of his breath on my ear.
"Now tell me this. Were we supposed to be spending the night here?" James asked, his eyes twinkling mischieviously.
"I dunno, it seems so." I answered back with a small smile as I glanced over at the four sleeping figures that could be recognized as my friends.
"Well, I for one, do not agree with sleeping in the dirt. There's no more space on the blanket. Wanna go back to the apartment?" James asked and I shrugged, nodding my head.
We apparated back, after leaving a small note telling the others we had gone back. I stumbled over to the couch and plopped down, hearing a successful squeak I smiled and looked up at James who was lighting candles on the other side of the room.
I quirked an eyebrow at his behavior as he settled onto the couch beside me.
"Just...lighting up the apartment." James explained with a small blush rising in his cheeks. I smiled at his cuteness and gave him a curious look.
"That's generally what lightbulbs do..."
"I like the smell, okay?" James said, cutting me off and I grinned.
James' arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me as close to him as possible, before his lips settled on my neck.
Shivers were sent down my spine as he licked and nibbled all the way down to my collar bone.
"James." I moaned and he looked up, innocence written all over his face. Psh.
"Don't stop." I scolded him and he chuckled going back to work. Eh, well the next thing I knew we were both shirtless...well somewhat. I still had my bra on and we were having what you would call a 'make-out session' but whatever, we were long overdue for one.
Yeah, so one thing led to another and...I think you get the picture.
The next morning I woke up to the feeling of James' arms wrapped around my waist and warm covers coming up to my shoulders. We were in James' bed, thank god we closed the door. Who knew if the guys had come back...oh god, what would Rem say if he saw us?
I remembered the night before and decided I didn't really care. James was mine and I was his. We were in love, who was Rem to judge us?
I turned over and studied James' still face. I traced small patterns on his chest as it rose and fell with his breathing.
James moved his head and then began to shake. I pulled back, startled. He began to moan and mumble in his sleep. I frowned and leaned a little closer to hear what he was saying.
"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him!" James whispered and my eyes widened at my name coming out of his sleeping form.
"James! Honey, wake up, it was just a dream." I whispered, nudging him with my arm. James sat up, quickly and looked around the room in alarm.
"James?" I asked, worry obvious in my tone.
"Lily? Oh thank god, I thought you were hurt..." James muttered, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me into a hug.
"It's okay baby, you were just dreaming." I whispered, comfortingly, rubbing his back as he began to calm down.
"It seemed so real." James whispered, taking a deep breath and I pulled back, putting my hand to his forehead.
"You're so cold, James. Come on let's get you into the shower." I said, pulling the sheet around my exposed body and slipping into some of James' boxer shorts and a t-shirt.
I hurried into the bathroom and began running a hot bath for James to get into.
"Come on James, get in." I walked into the bedroom and grabbed his hand, pushing him, gently, into the bathroom.
He looked like he were in a daze as he stepped into the steaming hot water. His eyes were glossy and his mouth was in a straight line. I was seriously considering taking him to St. Mungos.
I picked up a washrag and began washing his back, tenderly, as he began to relax into the water.
I'm going to go make some breakfast, okay?" I asked after a couple minutes of making sure James was alright. James nodded his head and I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking into the kitchen.
Sirius and Remus were sitting at the table, laughing at something and I turned bright red when they looked around and saw me walk into their kitchen wearing James' clothes. Wow, this was embarassing.
"Morning guys." I said meekly, wandering over to the fridge and pulling out some orange juice. I yawned and plopped down next to Remus.
They hadn't spoken since I had walked in and both were staring at me with open mouths.
"Do you want some?" I asked, glancing at the orange juice carton. Both nodded their heads and I poured them a glass and handed it to them.
"What's new?" I asked, feeling like a change of subject was in order.
"Excuse me?" Remus coughed and my cheeks go a darker shade of red.
"Well, now we know why you weren't at the clearing this morning..." Sirius mumbled and I rolled my eyes.
"Where's James?" Remus prodded and I nodded towards the bathroom.
"I don't know what's wrong with him...this morning it sounded like he was having a nightmare and then when he woke up he kind of went into a daze..." I told them and they both frowned, exchanging glances.
"He's been having a nightmare recently about you..." Sirius said, nervously and I watched him intently.
"A cloaked man comes in and he tells you to run with your apparent kid and he dies saving you." Remus added and I gasped. Why would he die saving me? And since when are we having a kid....
"Oh god...well um...tell James I'll come over a little later. I promised Abbey I'd go shopping with her in thirty minutes. Bye guys." I said with a fake cheerful voice, apparating home.
Nese had already gone to her part-time job at a cafe and I supposed Abbey was still sleeping.
"Abbey?" I called, ready to run in her room and wake her up. It was one of my favorite past-times. You know, the whole jumping up and down on the bed and screaming...yeah, that's my thing.
"I heard a noise from the bathroom and walked over to the closed door. I lifted my hand to knock on the door but it flew open before I had a chance to even touch the door.
Abbey was standing there, tissues in hand, her face was streaked with tears and she had mixed emotions covering her beautiful face.
"Lily, I think I'm pregnant."
Dun Dun Dun!!! Yay! Another cliffy! Now I'm excited to write the next chapter....lol.
Here's a question for you to consider while waiting for the next update...is the baby Sirius'???!!! Oh my gosh! lol...
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-A lesson before dying