Author's Note:

Reviews and Comments: To Bellmel: You know Sirius was definitely smirking like mad and most definitely teased them from then on out. It's true, it's very good Harry doesn't know how frisky his parents were around the castle lol. It is bittersweet to watch them make all of these excited future plans, knowing that their future only has a few more years left. Thank you! To Sets: LOL. I think being a hormonal teen himself, Remus gets used to it. Thank you! To EnigmaticEmperor: Thank you! To alix33: Thank you! To Nuno Neves: It is sad that most of the friends they mentioned end up dead while they are dreaming of and planning of a better future. I definitely picture Jily as an interesting mix between Hinny and Romione, so thanks for seeing that. Thank you! To saucyswimmer: Thank you! To threereasonswhy: I know, poor Jily. No, I will not be covering Regulus' death in this story outside of a brief mention. Sirius never knows the truth of it until much later. Thank you.

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CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN:

The One With PS I Love You

February 1978…

Lily stepped into McGongall's office that evening, a smile on her face. She and James had spent the last two weeks making a detailed plan of all of the places that they wanted to travel to. James promised to take her to see the Spanish steps, to the gold market in Florence, to the beaches of Cádiz, to see an opera in Vienna, and so much more. She wasn't sure how she'd gotten so lucky, but she knew that this was going to be the best summer of her life.

And then McGonagall had summoned her to her office and she'd suddenly known that something was wrong.

"Miss Evans," McGonagall said when she'd entered. "Close the door please and have a seat."

Lily closed the door and sat down in the chair her professor gestured to. "Is everything all right, Professor?"

McGonagall moved to sit in the chair next to Lily as opposed to the one across from her. "I'm afraid that I have some bad news. Lily, word has just reached me that your parents were in a car crash this evening."

"What? A crash? Are they all right?"

"I'm sorry, Lily, but they were both killed."

Lily stared at McGonagall for a full ten seconds, unblinking. "No… they… no."

"There was a drunk driver," McGonagall continued. "It was quick. I am so sorry, my dear, but your parents have died. If there's anything you need…"

Lily didn't hear anything else that McGonagall said.

She couldn't focus.

She couldn't think.

She couldn't breathe.

When James' arms came around her she didn't even know when or how he'd appeared. She could hear McGonagall saying something to him and him responding, but their conversation was nothing more than a high-pitched ringing in her ears. She understood nothing. He brought her back to the Head dorm and it was only when he pulled her into his lap and cradled her against his chest that it all came rushing at her at once.

And the tears began to fall.

"Shh, I got you, Lily. I've got you, love. Let it out," he soothed, rocking her in his arms.

Lily clung to him as she cried, lost in her grief.

Over the next two weeks, James never left her side.

He went home to Cokeworth with her for the funeral and to help her deal with her parents' things. Petunia was snooty with her, demanding that she take what she wanted and pack up her own things as well.

"I'm selling the house, Lily," Petunia insisted. "What good is it going to do any of us just sitting here? Vernon and I are getting married this summer."

"Selling the… where am I going to live, Tuney?"

Petunia scoffed. "I'm sure that you'll figure it out. You and those freakish friends of yours. You don't need me or this house."

"Tuney —"

"Don't!" Petunia snapped. "Just take what you want, Lily. Or it will be sold."

James helped her pack up her things, sending it to Clevedon Court to be stored as she cried over memories and told him stories about her parents. Petunia promised to write when the house sold and declared that she would see her at her wedding in August. Lily wasn't sure how to handle the obvious rejection that her sister didn't want to see her until then.

When she returned to Hogwarts, Sirius and Remus sat with her late into the night, asking her questions about her parents and Lily thought that despite the loss, she still had a family. She had brothers and a man she loved and friends who cared about her.

James took her hand in his and kissed her palm. "I love you, Lily."

"I love you, too," she told him and when his lips met hers, she knew she had everything she would ever need right here with him.

~ TTFA ~

March 1978…

James had been gone for three days.

Sirius couldn't believe how quiet it was not having his best mate around. Lily was extra quiet; working on her Head Girl duties and dutifully studying for exams — but Sirius knew that she missed him. She was still grieving the loss of her own parents and James had hated that he had to leave her alone for even a second.

But his dad had needed him.

Remus, Sirius, and Peter had all promised to make sure that she was all right in his absence, but they weren't James and she knew it, no matter how much she appreciated them.

But on the third day of his absence, James' beautiful owl Poseidon came flying into the Great Hall that morning and Lily's face had lit up when he flew towards her. Then she had looked confused at the sight of the bright red envelope in his beak.

"A Howler?" she asked, her eyes wide in horror.

Sirius grinned taking the letter from Poseidon. "You better open it, Evans. You know what happens when you don't. My mum used to send me enough of them. Trust me, I'm practically an expert."

Lily hesitated before she carefully accepted the letter from Sirius' hand suspiciously. "Why would he send me a Howler? I… I haven't done anything wrong. Absolutely nothing to warrant a screaming letter!"

Sirius grinned, his eyes twinkling in mischief as it started to emit sparks. "Lil, it's going to blow. Open it!"

Remus, tired of watching them arguing, had simply plucked the letter from Lily's grasp and popped it open, dropping it in front of her as Peter stuffed his fingers in his ears in anticipation of the screams that Sirius knew weren't coming.

The enveloped shrivelled up into a paper cut-out of James' face.

But it didn't scream.

Instead, the letter began to sing. James' soft melodic voice filling the Great Hall.

"As I write this letter, send my love to you. Remember that I'll always, be in love with you. Treasure these few words till we're together. Keep all my love, forever. P.S. I love you; you, you, you. I'll be coming home again to you, love. And till the day I do, love. P.S. I love you; you, you, you! P.S. I love you; you, you, you! You, you, you! I love you."

When the letter finished singing, it merely lay down in front of her and folded in half and Lily knew that if she just opened it again, James' voice would once more fill the Great Hall. Tears welled up in Lily's eyes as some of the girls nearby made squeals of 'aww' around her.

Sirius draped his arm around her shoulders. "Looks like Jamie found a new way to use a Howler, love."

Lily punched him lightly on the shoulder. "I'm completely mortified!"

Remus smiled at her. "And even more in love with him than you already were."

Lily's eyes lit up as she shook her head, a soft smile on her face. "Maybe." She kissed Remus' cheek and then Sirius'. "But this tells me that he's coming home very soon!"

Sirius grinned at Remus as they watched Lily take the letter and hurry off. "That girl's got it bad."

Remus laughed. "So does the boy who sang the love letter."

And the two of them just grinned at each other.