Disclaimer-I don't own anything of J.K. Rowling's work.

Author's notes-Well, this is the last chapter. Hopefully I will get some feed back.Hint Hint :) Well please review. Sorry that I messed up on the 4th chapter. Like I said this is my first story that I have posted.

The sky still rained. The thunder and lightning as never this bad. This was a sign that the heavens were unhappy. A couple was crying together.

"What is going to happen now, James?" replied a woman wearing a white shirt and black pants. Her red hair was flowing down her back. She looked at the man sitting next to her. Her bright green eyes were glistening.

"I don't know, Lily," he replied adjusting his round glasses. He was wearing a nice white shirt, a red vest and khakis. "I guess when people pass away the found out hiw they did die," he said rubbing his arm.

"I suppose so. It is so wrong, though," Lily replied grabbing James' hand. They were glancing through a window. It showed a picture of a man. He was walking through a cold hallway in a prison. The walls were dripping with slime and water. His long black hair was sticking on his neck. The black and white uniform he was wearing wasn't helping him to stay dry from the rain. Over his heart on the uniforn it read: AZKABAN PRISONER # A209Y763.

"I wish Sirius didn't have to suffer in the horrible prison," Lily said.

"I know. I just….can't believe…Peter would do such a thing. He nade everyone believe that Sirius killed us and destroyed him. He is the traitor. Why?" James replied with tears running down his face.

"Everything is going to be alright," Lily explained rubbing James' hand.

"Is it? Is everything going to be okay," he questioned. Lily looked at him amazed. He never doubted anything she said.

"Of course, James, She replied back.

James looked at the moving picture. "I suppose so. I guess it takes time to heal everything," James said as he waved his hand over the image. The picture changed into showing another man walking down a street. His brown and gray hair stuck to his forehead from the rain.

"Yes, James. Everything takes time. I just wonder how long it will take?" she asked as she saw the picture.

"I don't know ,Lily. I just hope time doesn't take to long. I don't think some of us could handle waiting any longer," James said as he wiped his face. He watched the young man walk into a house and closer the door behind him. Before the image faded away the young man looked up and smiled. James blinked a couple of times and smiled. He put his arm around Lily's side and pulled her tight.

" I believe everything is going to be okay," he said rubbing her back. She looked up at him.

"What made you change your mind?" she asked. James looked at her glistening eyes and a kissed her lightly on the lips.

"A friend." He replied as he hug her once more.

Everything was going to be fine. It was going to take time, once more, to help heal everyone. He thought to himself.

So what do you think? Huh? Huh?

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