A/N: Okay people, this is my first fanfic, and I just wanted to
see how it would do, and it's gone okay, so I'm going to try to update
regularly, and get as many chapters as possible done as soon as
possible, seeing as I currently have a two week break from school. So
it would be much appreciated if you could all read and leave a review.
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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hogwarts, or any of the characters you recognize eg Lily Evans, James Potter and his fellow Marauders. I am gaining no profit from the publication of this story on
'Let me go, Potter!' she snarled at him, pushing against his chest, hard. James simply her close to him, refusing to let the one girl who he had loved so much go. His hands were linked behind her.
'Lily. Lily, look at me!' He murmured softly, his dark eyes scanning hers to find a glimmer of hope, something, anything to tell him he hadn't lost her. The faintest hint of interest sparking in her green eyes...
There was nothing but blood-boiling, heart-clenching anger. Her eyes were set, defiant, clouded over.
Lily was drowning in James' eyes. Looking into his eyes always had that effect on her. When she was there, wrapped in his arms... she could almost pretend that everything was all right, and all her troubles would disappear miraculously. She loved the way his eyes seemed pleading with hers, as if he knew what he did to her.
Lily looked away, not wanting to see the world of hope held within them, the glance that promised her everything she had always wanted, everything that she yearned for since she saw it in her father's eyes when he looked at her mother.
James continued scanning her face, watching as it softened and then crumpled, the creases in her brow forming as her bottom lip trembled and she bit it – hard. She watched as she squeezed her eyes closed in order to prevent tears leaking down her alabaster cheek. He watched as her eyes filled with tears and took on that glassy look of one not quite with it.
'Great...' he thought. 'Just fucking perfect. She's retreated into herself, like she does when faced with a serious problem. Like always.'
Lily couldn't take it anymore and she threw her thin arms around James's neck, pulling herself close to him, burying her face into his shoulder, crying for all she was worth. She heard James making gentle shushing noises and stroking her hair, running his fingers through her fiery tendrils.
'It's okay, Lils. It'll be okay. I love you, Lily Evans.' He muttered into her hair as he rested his cheek against her.
Lily slid down his body and crumpled at his feet, sitting back on her heels, her face buried in her hands as she cried, her shoulders shaking and her hair falling down in front of her, hiding her face from James's view.
He slid down the wall, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her onto his lap, one arm wrapped around behind her, hooking around her waist and holding her close, the other hand resting gently on the side of her head, keeping it resting on his shoulder as if that's where he thought it belonged.
Lily and James sat like this for what seemed an eternity to James, where he was so glad to be able to hold Lily, so happy to have her back in his arms where she belonged.
Slowly, Lily regained her composure and became aware of the happenings around her. She noticed that she was on James's lap while he was sitting on the ground in the dank alleyway, and he had his arms around her.
She sat bolt up suddenly and stared James dead in the eye.
'What?' he asked her, looking alarmed.
'How dare you touch me with those... those hands!' She exclaimed in a deathly whisper. She looked at him disgustedly and stood up, looking down her nose at him.
'Merlin, Lily!' James stood up and dead eyed her, now looking down his nose at her. 'I was only trying to help! No need to bite my fucking head off!'
'Help...?' she whispered softly. 'Help? You know what would help? If you would just leave me alone, Potter. Don't you get it? It's over between us. Finite. There will never be a you and me again. We tried that, and it didn't work. It just wasn't meant to be.'
James looked at her sadly, crestfallen. 'Please, Lily, those girls... they meant nothing to me. But you... you are my world. You are the only reason I wake up in the morning. You are my sun, my moon, my sky, my everything. I need you like I need air,' he pleaded.
'So buy an oxygen tank!' Lily hissed and turned on heel. She paused halfway down the alley and turned back to face him. 'I loved you James, but I can't be with someone I can't trust.'
James watched as the love of his life walked away from him again. He had to think of a way to get her back. He had to.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hogwarts, or any of the characters you recognize eg Lily Evans, James Potter and his fellow Marauders. I am gaining no profit from the publication of this story on
'Let me go, Potter!' she snarled at him, pushing against his chest, hard. James simply her close to him, refusing to let the one girl who he had loved so much go. His hands were linked behind her.
'Lily. Lily, look at me!' He murmured softly, his dark eyes scanning hers to find a glimmer of hope, something, anything to tell him he hadn't lost her. The faintest hint of interest sparking in her green eyes...
There was nothing but blood-boiling, heart-clenching anger. Her eyes were set, defiant, clouded over.
Lily was drowning in James' eyes. Looking into his eyes always had that effect on her. When she was there, wrapped in his arms... she could almost pretend that everything was all right, and all her troubles would disappear miraculously. She loved the way his eyes seemed pleading with hers, as if he knew what he did to her.
Lily looked away, not wanting to see the world of hope held within them, the glance that promised her everything she had always wanted, everything that she yearned for since she saw it in her father's eyes when he looked at her mother.
James continued scanning her face, watching as it softened and then crumpled, the creases in her brow forming as her bottom lip trembled and she bit it – hard. She watched as she squeezed her eyes closed in order to prevent tears leaking down her alabaster cheek. He watched as her eyes filled with tears and took on that glassy look of one not quite with it.
'Great...' he thought. 'Just fucking perfect. She's retreated into herself, like she does when faced with a serious problem. Like always.'
Lily couldn't take it anymore and she threw her thin arms around James's neck, pulling herself close to him, burying her face into his shoulder, crying for all she was worth. She heard James making gentle shushing noises and stroking her hair, running his fingers through her fiery tendrils.
'It's okay, Lils. It'll be okay. I love you, Lily Evans.' He muttered into her hair as he rested his cheek against her.
Lily slid down his body and crumpled at his feet, sitting back on her heels, her face buried in her hands as she cried, her shoulders shaking and her hair falling down in front of her, hiding her face from James's view.
He slid down the wall, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her onto his lap, one arm wrapped around behind her, hooking around her waist and holding her close, the other hand resting gently on the side of her head, keeping it resting on his shoulder as if that's where he thought it belonged.
Lily and James sat like this for what seemed an eternity to James, where he was so glad to be able to hold Lily, so happy to have her back in his arms where she belonged.
Slowly, Lily regained her composure and became aware of the happenings around her. She noticed that she was on James's lap while he was sitting on the ground in the dank alleyway, and he had his arms around her.
She sat bolt up suddenly and stared James dead in the eye.
'What?' he asked her, looking alarmed.
'How dare you touch me with those... those hands!' She exclaimed in a deathly whisper. She looked at him disgustedly and stood up, looking down her nose at him.
'Merlin, Lily!' James stood up and dead eyed her, now looking down his nose at her. 'I was only trying to help! No need to bite my fucking head off!'
'Help...?' she whispered softly. 'Help? You know what would help? If you would just leave me alone, Potter. Don't you get it? It's over between us. Finite. There will never be a you and me again. We tried that, and it didn't work. It just wasn't meant to be.'
James looked at her sadly, crestfallen. 'Please, Lily, those girls... they meant nothing to me. But you... you are my world. You are the only reason I wake up in the morning. You are my sun, my moon, my sky, my everything. I need you like I need air,' he pleaded.
'So buy an oxygen tank!' Lily hissed and turned on heel. She paused halfway down the alley and turned back to face him. 'I loved you James, but I can't be with someone I can't trust.'
James watched as the love of his life walked away from him again. He had to think of a way to get her back. He had to.