Note...I have a tendency to get writers block in places of a story like this, so after the next few chaps, If I don't update (I prob will) then please Hang on! Also, this will be A SHORT CHAP!!! As in, not very long at all. The next one will though, I promise. If you don't want to know how Lily got out, skip this chap.
------Here it is!
Air. Lily needed air.
She raised her arm once more to knock on the glass, and this time managed to make a little noise. However, it was not heard over the bustle in the church around her.
Once more she tried to speak, but again nothing came out. That was when Lily panicked.
Regaining use of her arms slightly, she hit the sides of the coffin, but it was no use. She was trapped. Breathing quicker through lack of air, she kicked the end of the box. It was no use.
She pounded as hard as she could on the glass. She felt her head getting lighter and lighter...
Shards of glass fell over her as the coffin top broke. She breathed her first breath of clean air and choked once more.
James noticed the noise and held his wand out in front of him as he edged towards the glass.
'Lils!'
All the professors rushed over as he shouted her name, and helped him lift her out and place her one her feet. Still gasping for air, Lily accepted the help. Once on her feet, she fell forward to her knees, her hands thumping against the ground.
She coughed violently, and James rushed forward.
'It's all right now Lils. You're home.'
Lily looked up at him and the teachers behind him. Home. Where people care. No one cared. But James did. He had to. He did. But then he was just a boy. A man. He was just a young man. He was just a young man who cared.
Lily was now confused. But then, after being in two places at once for a week didn't help. And waking up in a coffin...she was defiantly going to have nightmares after this.