Two green gems appeared in whiteness. Pure whiteness. The gems disappeared for a fraction of a second, then reappeared.
'Where the hell am I?'
Lily got up and looked around. Then she screamed.
The noise bounced off the walls and hit Lily back. She kept screaming, and then stopped to regain breath.
'Shit,'
She looked down at herself. Normal old Lily except...wrapped in a clock that smelt oddly like
'James?'
She said this, for that is whom she saw. Pulling the cloak tighter around her fragile body, she walked forward. The whiteness faded, and was replaced by
'Oh,'
Lily was standing in the head's bathroom behind a weeping James. Sirius and Remus walked in, with Dumbledore at their heels. For the first time, Lily saw her own body.
'Oh my,'
Dumbledore wished to take her, but James refused to let go so he carried her instead. Her head lolled back, and her body was pale and crinkled slightly from the water. Her body was covered by only James' cloak; the real version of the one Lily was wearing.
'Oh shit. Oh well, dead now,' Lily murmured, following them all. Once there, they placed her on a bed in Hospital wing, and James, Sirius and Remus sat around her bed. Dumbledore spoke to the nurse who was shaking her head sadly.
'There is nothing we can do,' Lily heard her say. 'She is truly gone,'
A tear dripped down Lily's face, and onto the floor where it faded into the air.
'Oh,' she repeated, and placed a hand on James' shoulder.
'I didn't mean this to happen to you,' she tried to explain 'I thought you would be happy if I was gone,'
'Oh,' was all she could say when James didn't notice her.
'Oh shit,'
The days passed, and Lily's funeral was arranged. On the day, Lily sat in a carriage with the marauders, Dumbledore and a few teachers who were also going.
Once there however, she found Petunia and her parents were there to, all crying bitterly.
'Oh,' Lily said the two words she had become accustom to using.
'Oh shit,'
Not many turned up, only family members and such. Lily didn't listen to any of it, even when her parents started to speak. No, she was to busy watching five or so cloaked figures at the back.
'Oh shit,' she muttered as one of them stepped forward. The funeral had ended, and people had stepped up to pay their last respects. The five walked forward, and it became apparent their was ten.
'James!' Lily shouted, but he didn't hear her. He did however, notice the death eaters to. Unluckily, it wasn't until he had been hit with a stunning spell.
Every magical attendant (around 8) pulled out their wands and soon a battle was in full swing. Many stepped through Lily, and also many a spell hit her. She watched as her family was held by the death eaters, floating in the air.
'Ah, Evens', how nice to know you're the parents of this...corpse,'
Lily knew that voice. In the air her parents were hanging upside down, and Voldermort held his wand to them. Petunia had already escaped, and no one else noticed her parents.
'No!' Lily screamed. No one heard her. Everything dimmed around her, and nothing was there except her parents and Voldermort.
'You fucking bastard!' Lily lunged at Voldermort, but merely fell through him. She watched as a green light was short into the air, and the bodies fall limply to the ground.
'No!' Lily grabbed her mothers arm. Well, tried to, but she went straight through it. Now Dumbledore noticed. But it was too late. They were gone. And it was all her fault.
Tears slid down her cheeks as the death eaters left and the muggles memories wiped and didn't even notice when two arms wrapped around her waist. They were gone. And they weren't coming back. Never. And it was all her fault.
'Lils, come on, get up,'
Lily didn't even have time to realize he could see her, she just threw herself into James' arms.
'They're dead,' she kept muttering. Everything around her faded, and James disappeared. It had been an illusion. Well, James had. The fight was real, the killings were real...and Lily suddenly realized the war was real. And if she was alive, she could be fighting it.
'I want to be alive,' she chanted, sobbing quietly. People around her started to move, and the wounded healed. Those seriously injured were flood to Hogwarts, and now only the magical and dead remained.
'I want to go home,' she screamed.
At the same time, James had muttered almost the same thing.
'I want Lily home,'
Their voices joined and together rode the air to reach Dumbledore's ears. His eyes twinkled.
'I want to go home,'
'I want Lily home,'
Lily drew in a real breath. Her eyes flickered open, and she choked. Her vision was incomplete, but she seemed to be staring out of glass. She tried to scream, but it merely came out as air. She tried again, and pounded on the glass. However, it was merely a tap on the glass, as she found it hard to use her limbs. So she thought those now frequent two words
Oh shit-----Claps wildly
Yay! She's back! Anyway, what will happen in those crucial eight minutes of air?
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