"Well that was a very interesting trip to your parent's house," James
sighed as he hung his coat in the closet.
Lily gave him a look that was a cross between a smile and a glare. "Indeed it was," she said as she took off Rose's jacket.
"I can't believe that Petunia hadn't told Vernon yet," said James.
"Well if you were dating someone and thought that one day you might end up marrying them, the first words out of your mouth wouldn't be 'Do you have any wizards in your family? Well you will if you marry me, my sister, brother-in-law, and niece are all wizards,'" said Lily removing her own jacket.
"I am glad she hadn't told him," said James as he closed the closet door.
"Why is that?" Lily asked, heading into the living room.
"It would have made this evening a lot less interesting," said James as he sat down on the couch.
Lily sat next to him with Rose in her lap. "She better sleep tonight," she sighed.
James laughed. "I doubt it," he said.
"I need a goodnight sleep," Lily moaned as she buried her face into James' arm.
"So do I," James sighed.
Lily's head shot up and she glared at him. "You're not the one who is up with her four times a night!" she sighed.
"I get up when you do," sighed James.
"You don't have to," she said.
"Well I can't sleep without you by my side," James said slowly.
Lily smiled at him. "You're so cute sometimes, you know that?"
"I think that your wish has come true," James whispered, kissing Lily's forehead.
Lily looked down and saw that Rose was sleeping. She let out a sigh of relief. "Hopefully we'll be able to sleep through the night," she said, kissing him back.
James slightly drew out the kiss. "Not a chance," he smiled.
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She had wavy red hair that was unrealistically soft and shiny. It always had the scent of flowers on each strand. It stuck up at odd angles and gave her the image that she had just gotten off of a broom stick.
She had hazel eyes filled with happiness and wonder. They were the type of eyes that you could stare into and, with in moments, get lost in.
She had rosy red cheeks to compliment her hair. They were soft and often kissed by her parents.
She had soft full red lips that were usually arched into a smile.
There were no words to describe her smile. It was enough to fill anyone's day with happiness. Dimples would appear on her cheeks and her eyes would light up and stare right at you.
Her laugh was the happiest sound in the world. Just like her smile, it could lift anyone's spirits.
Lily looked up from the picture of her daughter Rose with tears in her eyes. She would give anything to hear her laugh again. Sometimes Lily would wake in the middle of the night and run into the nursery trying to tell herself that Rose had been up crying. But of course she would look into the crib and see just a pile of wrinkled sheets.
She tried to forget that day, but it is always the worst memories that stay in your mind the longest and refuse to leave. It was November now, one month after in happened.
No, she couldn't think about it, not now.
There was a light knock on the study door. Lily whirled around to see James standing in the doorway. She tried to force a smile and failed miserably. James walked over to her and saw what she was looking at. It was Rose's three month picture. He sighed and sat down next to her while pulling her into a hug. "Lily, don't do this to yourself," he whispered.
Lily continued to cry into him. She rarely spoke since the day that 'it' happened. James was becoming deeply concerned about his wife. He missed the sparkle in her eyes and the smile on her face which he hadn't seen in nearly a month. "Lily, don't do this," he whispered again holding her tighter.
"Sometimes I hear her crying at night. I...I see her smile...I fell her hands pulling my hair...I...hear...I hear her la-laugh!" Lily sobbed.
James began to rub her back to calm her. "Lily, we both miss her, but there is nothing we can do but fight the evil who took her from us," he whispered.
Lily broke away from James. "I WANT MY LITTLE GIRL BACK!" she screamed as she threw herself onto the arm of the couch sobbing uncontrollably.
James continued to rub her back. "Me too Lily, me too," he whispered.
"I'll always remember how often she woke up that night," Lily started as her tears lightened up. "If I had just kept going into her room every time she started to cry, this wouldn't have happened!"
Lily, it wasn't your..."
"WHAT KIND OF MOTHER DOESN'T GO TO HER CHILD WHEN IT IS CRYING?" Lily screamed into the couch.
James had no idea what to say. Lily continued, "All of a sudden she stopped crying. I remember the house feeling so cold and silent."
James sighed again. "Lily don't..."
"Did I even think to check on her when she just suddenly stopped crying?" Lily said up again and grabbed the picture of Rose.
James looked over at Lily. He could see the anger building up behind her green eyes as tears streamed down her pale face. She was sleep deprived and never spoke at all. The house was a silent grave yard. They had a few visitors occasionally, but all they did was say that they were sorry and cry. Even Sirius cried the day that he came for a visit. James had never seen his friend cry before.
Lily hated being visited by people, even her best friends. She hid up in her room and didn't come out until James told her that everyone was gone. Every once and a while she would fall asleep, but she would wake up screaming and crying. She blamed it all on herself, but in his heart, James knew it was his fault.
"Lily, just let her cry! She'll get the idea and fall asleep sooner or later!"
"James! I have to go to her! She needs me!"
"She won't learn that way! She's going to grow up thinking that whenever she cries you are going to get her!"
"James! She needs me!"
"No Lily! She needs to learn!"
James shook his head. It was truly his fault, but Lily wouldn't hear his excuses. She blamed it entirely on herself and she suffered because of it. She would walk around the house complaining that she was a lousy mother or how much she wanted her baby girl back.
James couldn't blame her. He did the same thing in his own mind. He blamed himself for being a lousy father and he kept praying that some miracle would bring Rose back to them. But he knew it wasn't possible. He found the mysterious boy floating through his mind a lot lately. It was like he was trying to comfort him. 'Well he is doing a pretty good job,' James thought.
He kept remembering his dream and how the boy was helping Rose. Was it possible that he was with her in her mind, watching over her when she was taken? Maybe James was sent the dream so he could be assured that Rose wasn't alone when she was taken.
"What are you thinking about James," asked Lily softly.
"About Rose," he said.
"Yeah me too," Lily sighed.
"She wasn't alone you know," said James.
"What do you mean?" Lily asked.
"Remember the little boy with the black hair and green eyes?"
"Yes," Lily sighed.
"He was with her," said James confidently.
Lily looked confused. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"Remember the part of my dream where the boy was with her on the broomstick?" asked James.
Lily nodded. "Well he was with her when it happened in my dream. I think that he might have been with Rose when it happened in real life," said James slowly.
"Really?" she said, offering a smile.
"Yeah," said James.
"I have been seeing a lot of that little boy lately," sighed Lily.
James nodded his head. "Me too."
Lily shifted in his arms and buried her face into his chest. "The boy is always smiling at me and I look into his eyes and I feel...I feel happy," she said.
"Yeah, me too," James said.
"If I stare into his eyes even longer I see what must be flashes of his life. I see people and I see this green light which make him frown and start to cry a little. Whenever I see that light he starts to cry slightly and I see anger behind his eyes...it makes me want to help him..." she said.
"I wonder what that green light means," sighed James.
"I don't know, it must stand for something horrible," said Lily shaking her head.
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1 Month earlier
Peter walked down a dark street in France with a moving bundle in his arms. He couldn't kill his friend's daughter, he just couldn't. So he was doing the next best thing, bringing her to another country and dropping her on a muggle's doorstep. As long as his master never found out, Peter wouldn't get in any trouble.
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"So did all go as planned?"
"Yes my lord," said Peter as he removed his long black winter cloak.
"She is gone then?"
"Yes, dead as can be, blind as well probably. That green light is awfully bright," he chuckled nervously.
"Very good Peter. I am proud of you, not many people would turn on their friends like that."
Peter cringed. "I know my lord, I know," he said.
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Present time
"Remus, we have to go and see them," sighed Amy.
"We have been over there three times and it hasn't made any difference," said Remus.
"We were Rose's godparents Remus!"
"We still are Rose's godparents Amy," said Remus.
"All the more reason to go over to their house," Amy said pointedly.
"Shit Amy! How do you get me into these fixes?" said Remus as he grabbed his jacket.
Amy smiled. "I am a very smart girl Remus," she said winking.
"Well then I suppose we'd better go to the death house then," sighed Remus.
Amy hit him. "Don't say that!"
Remus nodded and apparated.
He landed in the Potter's kitchen, got zapped and immediately got disapparated back to his house where he apparated from.
Amy shrieked. "Remus! Are you alright?" she gasped as he landed on the floor.
"I forgot that Prongs had that bloody break in charm put into effect on his house on the first of the year," Remus swore.
Amy laughed. "I suppose we should give them a buzz then," she said.
"As in call them on the phone?" he asked.
"Yes, Lily knows how to use it," said Amy as she conjured up a mine phone.
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"Lily still isn't seeing people then?" sighed Amy as she stepped into the Potter's kitchen.
"Actually she is, but she is in the bathroom right now," said James, taking Amy and Remus' coats. "Just don't act sorry for her. Don't say anything about it unless she brings it up first," warned James.
Lily came down the stairs just as Amy, Remus, and James were sitting down for tea. "Is there room for me at the table?" she asked, smiling.
"There you are Lily! We missed you last time we visited!" said Amy, smiling.
"Sorry about that, I haven't been at my best lately," sighed Lily as she sat down next to James.
"We can understand Lils," Remus smiled warmly.
Lily smiled back at him and took a sip of tea. "I am glad that you guys are here," she said.
James nodded. "So am I," he said.
"Well we are always going to be here for you guys, no matter what," said Remus.
James snapped his fingers jokingly and said, "Darn, I thought I escaped that in my seventh year."
Everyone laughed. "Sorry to disappoint you Prongs," said Remus.
Amy picked up her tea cup and Lily saw something sparkle on her left hand. She stared at it for a moment and as soon as Amy saw what Lily was staring at, she blushed and took another sip of tea. "Are you going to make me ask?" asked Lily.
Amy blushed harder. "Yes, I am," she said looking at Remus.
"Let me see it Amy," said Lily, holding out her hand.
James looked confused. "See what?" he asked.
Lily grasped Amy's left and showed it to James. He gasped when he saw a single diamond smiling up at him. "Moony! You didn't tell us after it happened?" he yelled.
"Well it happened to be on New Years Eve and you two were all sad and stuff so we didn't want it to seem like we were bragging," blushed Remus.
"Yeah, so we were going to wait for a better time," she said.
"Well we have to celebrate somehow!" said Lily, getting partially excited.
James grabbed the Daily Prophet from the counter and flicked through it. "There is a dinner ball thing at the Ministry of Magic tomorrow at seven. It says that there will be dancing, food, and a live auction to raise money for the Ministry of Magic," said James.
"That sounds like fun!" said Amy, clapping her hands.
"We should go!" said Lily, looking happy.
"You can wear that green dress that you bought back in May," laughed James to Lily.
"Don't get too excited you lot," said Remus sighing.
"What's up sweetie?" asked Amy.
"Just because you can't dance doesn't mean you shouldn't go to the party Moony," said James.
"Thanks Prongs," said Remus.
"Really Remus, what is it?" asked Lily.
"Well if any of you were to observe the night sky as closely as I do, you would know that tomorrow happens to be a full moon," he said, looking at his tea cup saucer.
"But didn't we already have one this month?" asked James.
"Yeah, but it is one of those odd occurrences, called a 'blue moon'," sighed Remus.
"Wow, that sucks," said Lily.
"Yeah, it does," said Remus.
"Padfoot, Wormtail, and I will join you if you'd like," said James.
"Yes, and then Lily and I can catch up and stuff," said Lily.
"You guys really don't have to," said Remus, blushing.
"But we want to, I want to," said James, smiling.
Remus smiled back. "I really owe all of you one," he said.
"Well, I hate to interrupt this friendship...moment...thing," said Amy, "but would you mind including us in the conversation somehow?"
Remus laughed. "We'll have to plan something for the four of us to do together," he said.
"I still say we should go dancing somewhere," said Lily.
James nodded. "I haven't danced since my wedding night," he admitted.
Amy raised her eyebrows. "Really?" she asked.
"It is true Amy, we haven't been dancing since our wedding night. We were going to I suppose, but then I got pregnant with Rose...." Lily's voice trailed off.
Amy patted her on the back. "I think I am going to go to bed, James," smiled Lily weakly.
James nodded and Lily waved goodbye to Amy and Remus as she left the kitchen. At least she had talked to them for a while without tearing up, Lily thought. She could feel tears filling up her eyes. She couldn't live like this forever, like a turtle in a shell, withdrawing her head every time she thought of...Rose.
The world is unfair sometimes.
No parent should ever have to burry their child.
No parent should ever out live their children.
No parent should ever be left with the memory of their first born child haunting their mind.
No parent should ever have to lock themselves in another world at the mentioning of their child.
It wasn't easy to wake up feeling happy and then have the real world smack you on the face.
It wasn't easy to look across the hall and see the room to your child's room closed.
It wasn't easy to look at a family photo that always hangs in a hallway and notice that you'll never be able to take a picture with everyone in that picture ever again.
It wasn't easy to love someone who you know you'll never see again.
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A/N- wipes eyes I was going to write this chapter differently, like give a full account of the night Peter took Rose, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I hate writing about how people die that are close to the main characters, as you noticed with this chapter and the one where James' parents die. Well I should be able to post the hidden meanings soon, I think I have written all that I need to. Till the next post, leave me a review.
Sorry about all of the confusion with trying to get to this chapter. I made the stupid mistake of combining chapters at the wrong times and it all got messed up. So, dreadfully sorry. As a little treat, I am starting the hidden meanings contest early!!! So email me at the email address in my bio or whatever page with your answers. Make sure that the list is numbered!!!! So good luck with that!!!!
Lily gave him a look that was a cross between a smile and a glare. "Indeed it was," she said as she took off Rose's jacket.
"I can't believe that Petunia hadn't told Vernon yet," said James.
"Well if you were dating someone and thought that one day you might end up marrying them, the first words out of your mouth wouldn't be 'Do you have any wizards in your family? Well you will if you marry me, my sister, brother-in-law, and niece are all wizards,'" said Lily removing her own jacket.
"I am glad she hadn't told him," said James as he closed the closet door.
"Why is that?" Lily asked, heading into the living room.
"It would have made this evening a lot less interesting," said James as he sat down on the couch.
Lily sat next to him with Rose in her lap. "She better sleep tonight," she sighed.
James laughed. "I doubt it," he said.
"I need a goodnight sleep," Lily moaned as she buried her face into James' arm.
"So do I," James sighed.
Lily's head shot up and she glared at him. "You're not the one who is up with her four times a night!" she sighed.
"I get up when you do," sighed James.
"You don't have to," she said.
"Well I can't sleep without you by my side," James said slowly.
Lily smiled at him. "You're so cute sometimes, you know that?"
"I think that your wish has come true," James whispered, kissing Lily's forehead.
Lily looked down and saw that Rose was sleeping. She let out a sigh of relief. "Hopefully we'll be able to sleep through the night," she said, kissing him back.
James slightly drew out the kiss. "Not a chance," he smiled.
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She had wavy red hair that was unrealistically soft and shiny. It always had the scent of flowers on each strand. It stuck up at odd angles and gave her the image that she had just gotten off of a broom stick.
She had hazel eyes filled with happiness and wonder. They were the type of eyes that you could stare into and, with in moments, get lost in.
She had rosy red cheeks to compliment her hair. They were soft and often kissed by her parents.
She had soft full red lips that were usually arched into a smile.
There were no words to describe her smile. It was enough to fill anyone's day with happiness. Dimples would appear on her cheeks and her eyes would light up and stare right at you.
Her laugh was the happiest sound in the world. Just like her smile, it could lift anyone's spirits.
Lily looked up from the picture of her daughter Rose with tears in her eyes. She would give anything to hear her laugh again. Sometimes Lily would wake in the middle of the night and run into the nursery trying to tell herself that Rose had been up crying. But of course she would look into the crib and see just a pile of wrinkled sheets.
She tried to forget that day, but it is always the worst memories that stay in your mind the longest and refuse to leave. It was November now, one month after in happened.
No, she couldn't think about it, not now.
There was a light knock on the study door. Lily whirled around to see James standing in the doorway. She tried to force a smile and failed miserably. James walked over to her and saw what she was looking at. It was Rose's three month picture. He sighed and sat down next to her while pulling her into a hug. "Lily, don't do this to yourself," he whispered.
Lily continued to cry into him. She rarely spoke since the day that 'it' happened. James was becoming deeply concerned about his wife. He missed the sparkle in her eyes and the smile on her face which he hadn't seen in nearly a month. "Lily, don't do this," he whispered again holding her tighter.
"Sometimes I hear her crying at night. I...I see her smile...I fell her hands pulling my hair...I...hear...I hear her la-laugh!" Lily sobbed.
James began to rub her back to calm her. "Lily, we both miss her, but there is nothing we can do but fight the evil who took her from us," he whispered.
Lily broke away from James. "I WANT MY LITTLE GIRL BACK!" she screamed as she threw herself onto the arm of the couch sobbing uncontrollably.
James continued to rub her back. "Me too Lily, me too," he whispered.
"I'll always remember how often she woke up that night," Lily started as her tears lightened up. "If I had just kept going into her room every time she started to cry, this wouldn't have happened!"
Lily, it wasn't your..."
"WHAT KIND OF MOTHER DOESN'T GO TO HER CHILD WHEN IT IS CRYING?" Lily screamed into the couch.
James had no idea what to say. Lily continued, "All of a sudden she stopped crying. I remember the house feeling so cold and silent."
James sighed again. "Lily don't..."
"Did I even think to check on her when she just suddenly stopped crying?" Lily said up again and grabbed the picture of Rose.
James looked over at Lily. He could see the anger building up behind her green eyes as tears streamed down her pale face. She was sleep deprived and never spoke at all. The house was a silent grave yard. They had a few visitors occasionally, but all they did was say that they were sorry and cry. Even Sirius cried the day that he came for a visit. James had never seen his friend cry before.
Lily hated being visited by people, even her best friends. She hid up in her room and didn't come out until James told her that everyone was gone. Every once and a while she would fall asleep, but she would wake up screaming and crying. She blamed it all on herself, but in his heart, James knew it was his fault.
"Lily, just let her cry! She'll get the idea and fall asleep sooner or later!"
"James! I have to go to her! She needs me!"
"She won't learn that way! She's going to grow up thinking that whenever she cries you are going to get her!"
"James! She needs me!"
"No Lily! She needs to learn!"
James shook his head. It was truly his fault, but Lily wouldn't hear his excuses. She blamed it entirely on herself and she suffered because of it. She would walk around the house complaining that she was a lousy mother or how much she wanted her baby girl back.
James couldn't blame her. He did the same thing in his own mind. He blamed himself for being a lousy father and he kept praying that some miracle would bring Rose back to them. But he knew it wasn't possible. He found the mysterious boy floating through his mind a lot lately. It was like he was trying to comfort him. 'Well he is doing a pretty good job,' James thought.
He kept remembering his dream and how the boy was helping Rose. Was it possible that he was with her in her mind, watching over her when she was taken? Maybe James was sent the dream so he could be assured that Rose wasn't alone when she was taken.
"What are you thinking about James," asked Lily softly.
"About Rose," he said.
"Yeah me too," Lily sighed.
"She wasn't alone you know," said James.
"What do you mean?" Lily asked.
"Remember the little boy with the black hair and green eyes?"
"Yes," Lily sighed.
"He was with her," said James confidently.
Lily looked confused. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"Remember the part of my dream where the boy was with her on the broomstick?" asked James.
Lily nodded. "Well he was with her when it happened in my dream. I think that he might have been with Rose when it happened in real life," said James slowly.
"Really?" she said, offering a smile.
"Yeah," said James.
"I have been seeing a lot of that little boy lately," sighed Lily.
James nodded his head. "Me too."
Lily shifted in his arms and buried her face into his chest. "The boy is always smiling at me and I look into his eyes and I feel...I feel happy," she said.
"Yeah, me too," James said.
"If I stare into his eyes even longer I see what must be flashes of his life. I see people and I see this green light which make him frown and start to cry a little. Whenever I see that light he starts to cry slightly and I see anger behind his eyes...it makes me want to help him..." she said.
"I wonder what that green light means," sighed James.
"I don't know, it must stand for something horrible," said Lily shaking her head.
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1 Month earlier
Peter walked down a dark street in France with a moving bundle in his arms. He couldn't kill his friend's daughter, he just couldn't. So he was doing the next best thing, bringing her to another country and dropping her on a muggle's doorstep. As long as his master never found out, Peter wouldn't get in any trouble.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"So did all go as planned?"
"Yes my lord," said Peter as he removed his long black winter cloak.
"She is gone then?"
"Yes, dead as can be, blind as well probably. That green light is awfully bright," he chuckled nervously.
"Very good Peter. I am proud of you, not many people would turn on their friends like that."
Peter cringed. "I know my lord, I know," he said.
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Present time
"Remus, we have to go and see them," sighed Amy.
"We have been over there three times and it hasn't made any difference," said Remus.
"We were Rose's godparents Remus!"
"We still are Rose's godparents Amy," said Remus.
"All the more reason to go over to their house," Amy said pointedly.
"Shit Amy! How do you get me into these fixes?" said Remus as he grabbed his jacket.
Amy smiled. "I am a very smart girl Remus," she said winking.
"Well then I suppose we'd better go to the death house then," sighed Remus.
Amy hit him. "Don't say that!"
Remus nodded and apparated.
He landed in the Potter's kitchen, got zapped and immediately got disapparated back to his house where he apparated from.
Amy shrieked. "Remus! Are you alright?" she gasped as he landed on the floor.
"I forgot that Prongs had that bloody break in charm put into effect on his house on the first of the year," Remus swore.
Amy laughed. "I suppose we should give them a buzz then," she said.
"As in call them on the phone?" he asked.
"Yes, Lily knows how to use it," said Amy as she conjured up a mine phone.
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"Lily still isn't seeing people then?" sighed Amy as she stepped into the Potter's kitchen.
"Actually she is, but she is in the bathroom right now," said James, taking Amy and Remus' coats. "Just don't act sorry for her. Don't say anything about it unless she brings it up first," warned James.
Lily came down the stairs just as Amy, Remus, and James were sitting down for tea. "Is there room for me at the table?" she asked, smiling.
"There you are Lily! We missed you last time we visited!" said Amy, smiling.
"Sorry about that, I haven't been at my best lately," sighed Lily as she sat down next to James.
"We can understand Lils," Remus smiled warmly.
Lily smiled back at him and took a sip of tea. "I am glad that you guys are here," she said.
James nodded. "So am I," he said.
"Well we are always going to be here for you guys, no matter what," said Remus.
James snapped his fingers jokingly and said, "Darn, I thought I escaped that in my seventh year."
Everyone laughed. "Sorry to disappoint you Prongs," said Remus.
Amy picked up her tea cup and Lily saw something sparkle on her left hand. She stared at it for a moment and as soon as Amy saw what Lily was staring at, she blushed and took another sip of tea. "Are you going to make me ask?" asked Lily.
Amy blushed harder. "Yes, I am," she said looking at Remus.
"Let me see it Amy," said Lily, holding out her hand.
James looked confused. "See what?" he asked.
Lily grasped Amy's left and showed it to James. He gasped when he saw a single diamond smiling up at him. "Moony! You didn't tell us after it happened?" he yelled.
"Well it happened to be on New Years Eve and you two were all sad and stuff so we didn't want it to seem like we were bragging," blushed Remus.
"Yeah, so we were going to wait for a better time," she said.
"Well we have to celebrate somehow!" said Lily, getting partially excited.
James grabbed the Daily Prophet from the counter and flicked through it. "There is a dinner ball thing at the Ministry of Magic tomorrow at seven. It says that there will be dancing, food, and a live auction to raise money for the Ministry of Magic," said James.
"That sounds like fun!" said Amy, clapping her hands.
"We should go!" said Lily, looking happy.
"You can wear that green dress that you bought back in May," laughed James to Lily.
"Don't get too excited you lot," said Remus sighing.
"What's up sweetie?" asked Amy.
"Just because you can't dance doesn't mean you shouldn't go to the party Moony," said James.
"Thanks Prongs," said Remus.
"Really Remus, what is it?" asked Lily.
"Well if any of you were to observe the night sky as closely as I do, you would know that tomorrow happens to be a full moon," he said, looking at his tea cup saucer.
"But didn't we already have one this month?" asked James.
"Yeah, but it is one of those odd occurrences, called a 'blue moon'," sighed Remus.
"Wow, that sucks," said Lily.
"Yeah, it does," said Remus.
"Padfoot, Wormtail, and I will join you if you'd like," said James.
"Yes, and then Lily and I can catch up and stuff," said Lily.
"You guys really don't have to," said Remus, blushing.
"But we want to, I want to," said James, smiling.
Remus smiled back. "I really owe all of you one," he said.
"Well, I hate to interrupt this friendship...moment...thing," said Amy, "but would you mind including us in the conversation somehow?"
Remus laughed. "We'll have to plan something for the four of us to do together," he said.
"I still say we should go dancing somewhere," said Lily.
James nodded. "I haven't danced since my wedding night," he admitted.
Amy raised her eyebrows. "Really?" she asked.
"It is true Amy, we haven't been dancing since our wedding night. We were going to I suppose, but then I got pregnant with Rose...." Lily's voice trailed off.
Amy patted her on the back. "I think I am going to go to bed, James," smiled Lily weakly.
James nodded and Lily waved goodbye to Amy and Remus as she left the kitchen. At least she had talked to them for a while without tearing up, Lily thought. She could feel tears filling up her eyes. She couldn't live like this forever, like a turtle in a shell, withdrawing her head every time she thought of...Rose.
The world is unfair sometimes.
No parent should ever have to burry their child.
No parent should ever out live their children.
No parent should ever be left with the memory of their first born child haunting their mind.
No parent should ever have to lock themselves in another world at the mentioning of their child.
It wasn't easy to wake up feeling happy and then have the real world smack you on the face.
It wasn't easy to look across the hall and see the room to your child's room closed.
It wasn't easy to look at a family photo that always hangs in a hallway and notice that you'll never be able to take a picture with everyone in that picture ever again.
It wasn't easy to love someone who you know you'll never see again.
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A/N- wipes eyes I was going to write this chapter differently, like give a full account of the night Peter took Rose, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I hate writing about how people die that are close to the main characters, as you noticed with this chapter and the one where James' parents die. Well I should be able to post the hidden meanings soon, I think I have written all that I need to. Till the next post, leave me a review.
Sorry about all of the confusion with trying to get to this chapter. I made the stupid mistake of combining chapters at the wrong times and it all got messed up. So, dreadfully sorry. As a little treat, I am starting the hidden meanings contest early!!! So email me at the email address in my bio or whatever page with your answers. Make sure that the list is numbered!!!! So good luck with that!!!!