Lily sighed and fell onto the couch as the front door slammed behind her husband.
It was our 7th and final year at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry, and for once I wasn't dreading seeing a certain raven-haired boy.
'no, young man' I had to keep correcting myself.
My parents had died the day we came home after 6th year. James' parents were late as they were both Auros, and Voldemort had been getting stronger over the past year. When Mr and Mrs Potter arrived, they asked who I was as I was standing alone near to James. (Sirius had gone to spend the summer with Remus) When I told them who I was, Mrs Potter burst into tears and Mr Potter tried not to show any emotion, typical of Potter males. James somehow knew what had happened, and gently told me my parents had been killed in the latest attack. That was the first time I'd seen him show any concern for anybody other than the Mauraders. He held me as my walls crumbled, I felt so alone and numb.
I don't remember leaving the platform, or arriving at the Potter mansion in the Welsh countryside. I'd screamed in the morning, when I saw James sitting next to my bed in nothing but a dressing gown. We got to know each other that summer. I soon realised how much I loved James. Just as much as I made out I hated him! We soon became a couple, and on my birthday, his parents left us alone. He took me to Venice, though I only remember what happened when we got back. . .!
Over the weeks, we were inseparable. Mara and TJ, who had been on holiday, met up with us and the other Marauder in Diagon Alley. All were shocked to see how well we were getting along. We filled them in on what had happened. . . though. . . not on us becoming a couple! That was secret.
I also found out that I was head girl, the new head boy was. . .
