Lily pulled the covers off of herself and put her feet on the ground as she
wiped her eyes. She strolled out of her room and turned around immediately
to go back to bed as soon as she saw the closed door down the hall. She
lied back down in bed and saw James looking at her. He looked concerned for
her, like he always did when she would wake in the middle of the night.
She let the tears pour down her face as she could not hold them in anymore. James rolled over in bed and pulled her into his arms. Lily cried into his shoulder as he rubbed her back and told her that it was going to be alright. He knew why she was crying. It was the same reason why she was crying last night, and the night before. He knew what she had gotten out of bed for. He knew what she was hearing in the silence of these long winter nights.
He stroked her hair and held her tighter, letting her cry herself to sleep. This was how he had decided to handle it. There was nothing James could do to help her. There was nothing he could do to make her stop hearing what she was hearing in the dark recesses of her mind. She would have to continue to hear it for as long as she lived.
James too sometimes heard what she heard. A faint cry echoing in the hallway or a giggle coming from a neighboring room. He heard them a lot less often now. Lily would drag herself out of bed every night when she heard the crying and run back to bed after she saw the nursery door was tightly closed. She would cry in his arms long into the night as their daughter's face flashed in and out of her head.
Sometimes he would hold his breath and listen for any sign of his beloved daughter, anything to let him know if she was still alive. Lily would do the same at the oddest moments during the day and break out crying right after she realized that her mind was playing a joke on her. James would always be there to comfort her and cry with her. He was her sunlight, peaking through the clouds on a rainy day.
It was raining every day in his mind. Nothing made him happy except for being with his friends and seeing Lily smile. He shut himself away from the world and let his thoughts wash his senses away most of the day as he sat around doing nothing. Lily would often join him, although they rarely ever talked during these times. Just being together made them feel slightly happy and reassured them that they were never going to be alone. James had promised Lily that she would never be alone. He would die by her side if she was dying and he would smile by her side if she was smiling.
And cry by her side when she was crying.
That was the case now. She was always crying, although at sometimes it wasn't obvious to the world around them, she was always crying, James could tell. She would cry and tears would roll down her cheeks so the whole world could see and at other times she would cry in her heart as her soul filled with sadness so that only James could see.
They never talked, but there was no need to. James learned a long time ago that tears are actually words the heart can't say. Tears are words too powerful to speak out loud, words that live only within our soul, words that sometimes no one can ever figure out what they mean. These words form droplets and are cast out of our eyes before they can be processed in our minds or spoken to the world. Every single tear that is shed, inside or out, has a meaning and powerful feeling. They trickle down our cheeks as if forming a sentence for the world to read, a sentence from the heart and soul. James never ignored Lily's tears and always let them roll down her cheeks before wiping them away, making sure that each one finishes its own sentence. He sometimes found himself wondering what these sentences said.
Seeing Lily cry made him want to cry. No one so beautiful and perfect in every way deserves to have something happen to them to make them cry. It was wrong.
James held her in his arms until she stopped crying. When he thought she was asleep he loosened his grip and started to roll to his side of the bed. "Don't leave me James!" Lily whispered.
He grabbed her back in his arms. "I would never leave you Lils," he whispered back.
Her arms curled around him and held him tight. "I know, I just don't ever want to be alone," she sighed as she curled her head under his neck.
James kissed the top of her head. "No matter what happens you will never be alone," he said.
"Ever since Rose was taken from us, I have been having these dreams about you leaving me or being....killed!" she breathed.
"I would never ever leave you, not after I fought for so long to hold you in my arms. If I die, I will still be with you. If I die, I will do it defending you," James said.
"I couldn't imagine life without you James," she said, starting to cry again.
James moved in bed so he was looking at her face. "Don't even think about it," he said.
"My mind is filled with these thoughts and I can't rid myself of them," she whispered as a new wave of tears rolled down her face.
James wiped them away as soon as they reached her chin. "My mother always knew how to rid me of those thoughts when I was a child," he laughed.
"How did she do it?" Lily asked.
"She told me stories," James sighed.
"James?" Lily asked after a moment.
"What?"
"Tell me a story," she sighed as she tightened her grip around him.
James drew in a breath, thinking about what he was going to say. "There once was a princess that lived in a magical fairy tale land. She was always looking for her prince charming to sweep her off her feet and love her forever. Although she looked and looked, she never found him. But, she did find a boy who promised to love her for more than forever, took her breath away, never left her side, and was an amazing kisser."
Lily laughed through her tears. "What? Are you telling me that I am a bad story teller?" James laughed sarcastically.
"No, it is the best story I've ever heard," she smiled.
"Then why are you laughing?" James asked.
"Because you're funny," she laughed.
"Do you want me to continue with the story or not?" James asked, trying to look serious.
"Of course, keep talking," said Lily as she closed her eyes.
"Not if you are going to fall asleep during it," James wined.
"That is what you are supposed to do during made up fairy tales," Lily sighed as she moved closer to James.
"Not during my made up fairy tales," he laughed.
"Tough."
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"What are we going to do with her Trevor?"
"We have always wanted a little girl Katherine, maybe it's a sign."
"But what if her parents are still out there?"
"Well they obviously don't care about her."
"I still don't know about this."
"Trust me, it is a sign."
Katherine shifted nervously as she looked at the little girl lying in her arms. "What if they really do care though?"
"Katherine, lets just go inside and if we hear anything about a missing child we'll turn her in."
"Fine."
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James kissed Lily again as they danced slowly together. She curled into him and rested her head on his shoulder. There were Valentine's decorations all over the Ministry of Magic basement and couples dancing on the floor just like he and Lily were doing now. Amy and Remus were dancing a few yards away and James could see Remus tenderly rubbing Amy's hips as they swayed.
They were so in love it was sickening sometimes. They would zone out during conversations and just stare at each other or smile sweetly at one another when they were too far away to hold onto each other. They were always holding onto each other as if someone was coming to tare them apart. Their wedding day was in three months and James and Lily had asked to be best man and maid of honor.
Lily tightened her arms around his neck and shook his gaze from Remus and Amy. He tightened his grip around her waist and smiled down at her. She smiled back and closed her eyes, leaving the smile on her lips.
It reminded James of the Christmas dance back in their seventh year. He was so ecstatic when she had agreed to go with him, but she refused to enjoy herself until their first slow dance in which James pulled her outside by the lake and started to whisper in her ear. She had looked up at him and smiled softly and he knew that she had finally understood him and how he felt about her.
He remembered how she had gently kissed his neck after she had smiled at him, making his heart jump into his throat. It had taken all of his energy not to kiss her back, fearing that she would run away from him. He looked back on that moment and realized how stupid he was at that moment. She wouldn't have run away from him. He could have kissed her all night and she wouldn't have run away. He had ended up kissing her that night, although it wasn't as romantic as it would have been if he had kissed her at that moment.
It didn't matter now. James had Lily in his arms and that was all that mattered. She moved slightly again in his arms as the song came to an end. He lightly rubbed the small of her back and she sighed into him as she caressed his shoulders. The song ended and James led Lily back to the corner of the room near the dinner tables that had been set up, holding her hand.
Lily smiled as she saw James smiling at her. They were standing in the corner of the room, behind the wall of balloons and streamers that separated the dance floor from the eating area. They were the only ones that weren't dancing. She was a little curious about it, but she knew that James would have a reason for separating themselves from the crowd.
He pulled her back into their previous dancing position as the next slow song started up. Lily relaxed into him as she asked, "Why are we back here?"
James smiled down at her and fumbled around in his pockets. A few seconds later he pulled out a long black box. Lily looked at it curiously for a moment before James laughed and kissed her. "It's for you, you know," he said softly.
James held his breath as she opened the lid. There were only two possible reactions she could possibly have. One, she could love it or two she could hate it. Lily opened the lid and gasped as her hand came to her mouth. "James....it's....beautiful!" she said as she stared into the box.
Lily felt the cold chain lay around her neck as James clasped it behind her neck. She was about to pull him into a kiss when he held out his hand and touched her neck where the necklace laid on her neck. "Look," he whispered.
She looked down at what she thought was a crystal blood red ball. After a few seconds the ball began to move and Lily realized that it was a rose. Lily and James sat there for a few minutes watching as it opened and closed before she flung her arms around him and pulled him into a deep kiss. "So you like it then?" James smiled.
Lily nodded as they began to dance again. James led them back towards the dance floor. The lights were out, leaving the room pitch black. Lily could barely make out the other couples dancing around them and she feared that they would somehow collide with them. She held onto James tighter and closed her eyes as she curled into him. She felt his arms tighten around her waist and his head lean on hers. His breath tickled her head and a smile played across her lips every time he exhaled.
James heard Lily yawn slightly and she shifted her head so her face was buried in his neck. He lowered his head to her ear and whispered, "Are you ready to leave?"
Lily nodded sleepily and looked up at James. He smiled at her and grasped her hand and led her the best he could through the crowd and out into the hallway. "See you at home," he smiled as he apparated.
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Lily laughed as James twirled her around in the living room, watching her dress gracefully float in the air. "I had fun tonight," she said when she stopped spinning.
"Me too, we hadn't been dancing in a while," James smiled.
Lily's hand found its way up to the necklace around her neck. "Where did you ever get this from James?" she asked him.
"I made it," he shrugged.
Lily's mouth fell slightly open. "How?"
"There is this one potion that I used, it wasn't really that hard."
Lily smiled at him. "You're cute."
"So I've been told," James grinned.
Lily laughed. "We should be getting to bed," she yawned.
James pulled his arms around her. "How come?" he asked, kissing her ear.
"Isn't Sirius' big party for Amy and Remus tomorrow?" she asked as James kissed her cheek.
"Yeah, so it's not until one," said James kissing Lily's neck.
"We need to get some sleep, it is already two in the morning," she said as she looked at the clock.
"We could go late," James suggested.
Lily looked up at him. "You can go late, I am going to bed," she said as she pulled out of his grip and headed up the stairs.
"I'll be up in a second," sighed James, ruffling his hair. "Stupid party," he muttered under his breath.
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A/N- I'm not going to be able to post for a while. I am going on vacation on Saturday and before I leave I need to finish memorizing music and my marching drill, so don't expect anything too soon. While you're waiting for the next post leave your list of hidden meanings in a review!!!!!! Hidden meaning contest ends.......Saturday the 14th of August. The winner will be announced whenever my next post is after that date along with my big list of hidden meanings. So leave me a review and hidden meanings.
She let the tears pour down her face as she could not hold them in anymore. James rolled over in bed and pulled her into his arms. Lily cried into his shoulder as he rubbed her back and told her that it was going to be alright. He knew why she was crying. It was the same reason why she was crying last night, and the night before. He knew what she had gotten out of bed for. He knew what she was hearing in the silence of these long winter nights.
He stroked her hair and held her tighter, letting her cry herself to sleep. This was how he had decided to handle it. There was nothing James could do to help her. There was nothing he could do to make her stop hearing what she was hearing in the dark recesses of her mind. She would have to continue to hear it for as long as she lived.
James too sometimes heard what she heard. A faint cry echoing in the hallway or a giggle coming from a neighboring room. He heard them a lot less often now. Lily would drag herself out of bed every night when she heard the crying and run back to bed after she saw the nursery door was tightly closed. She would cry in his arms long into the night as their daughter's face flashed in and out of her head.
Sometimes he would hold his breath and listen for any sign of his beloved daughter, anything to let him know if she was still alive. Lily would do the same at the oddest moments during the day and break out crying right after she realized that her mind was playing a joke on her. James would always be there to comfort her and cry with her. He was her sunlight, peaking through the clouds on a rainy day.
It was raining every day in his mind. Nothing made him happy except for being with his friends and seeing Lily smile. He shut himself away from the world and let his thoughts wash his senses away most of the day as he sat around doing nothing. Lily would often join him, although they rarely ever talked during these times. Just being together made them feel slightly happy and reassured them that they were never going to be alone. James had promised Lily that she would never be alone. He would die by her side if she was dying and he would smile by her side if she was smiling.
And cry by her side when she was crying.
That was the case now. She was always crying, although at sometimes it wasn't obvious to the world around them, she was always crying, James could tell. She would cry and tears would roll down her cheeks so the whole world could see and at other times she would cry in her heart as her soul filled with sadness so that only James could see.
They never talked, but there was no need to. James learned a long time ago that tears are actually words the heart can't say. Tears are words too powerful to speak out loud, words that live only within our soul, words that sometimes no one can ever figure out what they mean. These words form droplets and are cast out of our eyes before they can be processed in our minds or spoken to the world. Every single tear that is shed, inside or out, has a meaning and powerful feeling. They trickle down our cheeks as if forming a sentence for the world to read, a sentence from the heart and soul. James never ignored Lily's tears and always let them roll down her cheeks before wiping them away, making sure that each one finishes its own sentence. He sometimes found himself wondering what these sentences said.
Seeing Lily cry made him want to cry. No one so beautiful and perfect in every way deserves to have something happen to them to make them cry. It was wrong.
James held her in his arms until she stopped crying. When he thought she was asleep he loosened his grip and started to roll to his side of the bed. "Don't leave me James!" Lily whispered.
He grabbed her back in his arms. "I would never leave you Lils," he whispered back.
Her arms curled around him and held him tight. "I know, I just don't ever want to be alone," she sighed as she curled her head under his neck.
James kissed the top of her head. "No matter what happens you will never be alone," he said.
"Ever since Rose was taken from us, I have been having these dreams about you leaving me or being....killed!" she breathed.
"I would never ever leave you, not after I fought for so long to hold you in my arms. If I die, I will still be with you. If I die, I will do it defending you," James said.
"I couldn't imagine life without you James," she said, starting to cry again.
James moved in bed so he was looking at her face. "Don't even think about it," he said.
"My mind is filled with these thoughts and I can't rid myself of them," she whispered as a new wave of tears rolled down her face.
James wiped them away as soon as they reached her chin. "My mother always knew how to rid me of those thoughts when I was a child," he laughed.
"How did she do it?" Lily asked.
"She told me stories," James sighed.
"James?" Lily asked after a moment.
"What?"
"Tell me a story," she sighed as she tightened her grip around him.
James drew in a breath, thinking about what he was going to say. "There once was a princess that lived in a magical fairy tale land. She was always looking for her prince charming to sweep her off her feet and love her forever. Although she looked and looked, she never found him. But, she did find a boy who promised to love her for more than forever, took her breath away, never left her side, and was an amazing kisser."
Lily laughed through her tears. "What? Are you telling me that I am a bad story teller?" James laughed sarcastically.
"No, it is the best story I've ever heard," she smiled.
"Then why are you laughing?" James asked.
"Because you're funny," she laughed.
"Do you want me to continue with the story or not?" James asked, trying to look serious.
"Of course, keep talking," said Lily as she closed her eyes.
"Not if you are going to fall asleep during it," James wined.
"That is what you are supposed to do during made up fairy tales," Lily sighed as she moved closer to James.
"Not during my made up fairy tales," he laughed.
"Tough."
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"What are we going to do with her Trevor?"
"We have always wanted a little girl Katherine, maybe it's a sign."
"But what if her parents are still out there?"
"Well they obviously don't care about her."
"I still don't know about this."
"Trust me, it is a sign."
Katherine shifted nervously as she looked at the little girl lying in her arms. "What if they really do care though?"
"Katherine, lets just go inside and if we hear anything about a missing child we'll turn her in."
"Fine."
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James kissed Lily again as they danced slowly together. She curled into him and rested her head on his shoulder. There were Valentine's decorations all over the Ministry of Magic basement and couples dancing on the floor just like he and Lily were doing now. Amy and Remus were dancing a few yards away and James could see Remus tenderly rubbing Amy's hips as they swayed.
They were so in love it was sickening sometimes. They would zone out during conversations and just stare at each other or smile sweetly at one another when they were too far away to hold onto each other. They were always holding onto each other as if someone was coming to tare them apart. Their wedding day was in three months and James and Lily had asked to be best man and maid of honor.
Lily tightened her arms around his neck and shook his gaze from Remus and Amy. He tightened his grip around her waist and smiled down at her. She smiled back and closed her eyes, leaving the smile on her lips.
It reminded James of the Christmas dance back in their seventh year. He was so ecstatic when she had agreed to go with him, but she refused to enjoy herself until their first slow dance in which James pulled her outside by the lake and started to whisper in her ear. She had looked up at him and smiled softly and he knew that she had finally understood him and how he felt about her.
He remembered how she had gently kissed his neck after she had smiled at him, making his heart jump into his throat. It had taken all of his energy not to kiss her back, fearing that she would run away from him. He looked back on that moment and realized how stupid he was at that moment. She wouldn't have run away from him. He could have kissed her all night and she wouldn't have run away. He had ended up kissing her that night, although it wasn't as romantic as it would have been if he had kissed her at that moment.
It didn't matter now. James had Lily in his arms and that was all that mattered. She moved slightly again in his arms as the song came to an end. He lightly rubbed the small of her back and she sighed into him as she caressed his shoulders. The song ended and James led Lily back to the corner of the room near the dinner tables that had been set up, holding her hand.
Lily smiled as she saw James smiling at her. They were standing in the corner of the room, behind the wall of balloons and streamers that separated the dance floor from the eating area. They were the only ones that weren't dancing. She was a little curious about it, but she knew that James would have a reason for separating themselves from the crowd.
He pulled her back into their previous dancing position as the next slow song started up. Lily relaxed into him as she asked, "Why are we back here?"
James smiled down at her and fumbled around in his pockets. A few seconds later he pulled out a long black box. Lily looked at it curiously for a moment before James laughed and kissed her. "It's for you, you know," he said softly.
James held his breath as she opened the lid. There were only two possible reactions she could possibly have. One, she could love it or two she could hate it. Lily opened the lid and gasped as her hand came to her mouth. "James....it's....beautiful!" she said as she stared into the box.
Lily felt the cold chain lay around her neck as James clasped it behind her neck. She was about to pull him into a kiss when he held out his hand and touched her neck where the necklace laid on her neck. "Look," he whispered.
She looked down at what she thought was a crystal blood red ball. After a few seconds the ball began to move and Lily realized that it was a rose. Lily and James sat there for a few minutes watching as it opened and closed before she flung her arms around him and pulled him into a deep kiss. "So you like it then?" James smiled.
Lily nodded as they began to dance again. James led them back towards the dance floor. The lights were out, leaving the room pitch black. Lily could barely make out the other couples dancing around them and she feared that they would somehow collide with them. She held onto James tighter and closed her eyes as she curled into him. She felt his arms tighten around her waist and his head lean on hers. His breath tickled her head and a smile played across her lips every time he exhaled.
James heard Lily yawn slightly and she shifted her head so her face was buried in his neck. He lowered his head to her ear and whispered, "Are you ready to leave?"
Lily nodded sleepily and looked up at James. He smiled at her and grasped her hand and led her the best he could through the crowd and out into the hallway. "See you at home," he smiled as he apparated.
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Lily laughed as James twirled her around in the living room, watching her dress gracefully float in the air. "I had fun tonight," she said when she stopped spinning.
"Me too, we hadn't been dancing in a while," James smiled.
Lily's hand found its way up to the necklace around her neck. "Where did you ever get this from James?" she asked him.
"I made it," he shrugged.
Lily's mouth fell slightly open. "How?"
"There is this one potion that I used, it wasn't really that hard."
Lily smiled at him. "You're cute."
"So I've been told," James grinned.
Lily laughed. "We should be getting to bed," she yawned.
James pulled his arms around her. "How come?" he asked, kissing her ear.
"Isn't Sirius' big party for Amy and Remus tomorrow?" she asked as James kissed her cheek.
"Yeah, so it's not until one," said James kissing Lily's neck.
"We need to get some sleep, it is already two in the morning," she said as she looked at the clock.
"We could go late," James suggested.
Lily looked up at him. "You can go late, I am going to bed," she said as she pulled out of his grip and headed up the stairs.
"I'll be up in a second," sighed James, ruffling his hair. "Stupid party," he muttered under his breath.
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A/N- I'm not going to be able to post for a while. I am going on vacation on Saturday and before I leave I need to finish memorizing music and my marching drill, so don't expect anything too soon. While you're waiting for the next post leave your list of hidden meanings in a review!!!!!! Hidden meaning contest ends.......Saturday the 14th of August. The winner will be announced whenever my next post is after that date along with my big list of hidden meanings. So leave me a review and hidden meanings.