Lily and James-Love May Never Last Forever

Disclaimer:

I wish I did own Harry Potter, but I don't. I only own this plot line…

Pre Author's Note:

Had to fix the Potions teacher thing...wrong era!

SUMMER BREAK! YES!

Chapter 10:

James

Minutes into their search for Lily, James felt a jolt in his stomach. His heart began to thud.

"What is it?" Sirius asked, noticing James' panic-stricken face. The group stopped and crowded around James concerned.

"I just have this awful feeling that something horrible has happened. I don't know what it is, but I just feel weird," James answered, massaging his forehead. What if Lily was hurt? What if she was in trouble? James couldn't imagine living without her; without her love.

"Samantha, are we any where close?" Dumbledore questioned, quickening the pace of the group.

Samantha, still very upset, nodded. "We're almost there…" She paused, and then added, "I'm sorry, James. I hope she's okay…"

James looked at her scornfully. "She better be okay."

By now, they were a few miles outside of Hogsmeade. Darkness surrounded the group, except for the moon's gentle glow in the sky. Silence, excluding the crunching of their feet against the gravel, pierced the night.

After passing a cluster of pines, Samantha turned right, and they continued walking at a fast pace.

Seeing an ancient looking door in front of them, James started sprinting ahead. The space was cleared; trees surrounding the area, except for where he'd entered. Mist was floating under and around the door. It seemed to be imprinted with old carvings of witches and wizards. Skulls and hooded beings were also engraved on the door. It had an ugly, yet mystifying appearance.

"Is this it?" James yelled to Samantha. The group was now nearing the clearing, but when Dumbledore reached it, he gasped and stepped back, grabbing Sirius and Remus' arms. Samantha entered the clearing looking around curiously, as if she'd never seen it before.

"Samantha, James, come back," he ordered sternly. James turned around to face Dumbledore.

"What?" he inquired. "We need to get -". Suddenly, James disappeared.

Samantha shrieked, diving toward the hole James had fallen through. Dumbledore, Sirius, and Remus ran to the hole as well.

It seemed as if the ground had just collapsed and James had fallen directly through. There was no sign of him in the dark, endless pit.

"James?" Sirius called, shocked, scared, and worried that something had happened to his best friend.

"Sirius, Remus, Samantha, get out of the clearing," Dumbledore demanded. His eyes were flashing. The three confused teenagers backed away slowly, carefully.

Dumbledore, who'd grabbed his wand as soon as James had disappeared, muttered something and the hole lit up. Frowning, he muttered something else.

"I have no idea where he went…" Dumbledore concluded, more to himself than to the others. He stood and carefully joined the group.

"Why are you being so cautious about this place?" Remus asked. Dumbledore glanced around.

"Samantha, the room you found is part of a place called Sanctus Humus, meaning Holy Ground. Believe it or not, this is a very historic site in the wizarding world. Do you remember studying it in sixth year?"

"Yeah, it's supposed to be one of the places where the source of magic is found!" Sirius recalled. "But it turned evil or something, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Black. Witches and wizards used to live here. It was a small village in itself. Hundreds of years into the temple's history, strange things began to happen – people would be found killed unexpectedly, freak accidents would occur. It was rumored that an evil force was overcoming it. People, scared for their lives, abandoned it. They founded Hogsmeade, and no one has mentioned the name of this place again," Dumbledore explained.

"So…what does that mean?" Samantha asked nervously.

Dumbledore looked around warily and said gravely, "James and Lily are in great danger."

His left arm hurt like hell. The taste of blood stung his mouth. Groaning, he stood up and examined his arm. The bone was jutting out, but the skin had not been broken.

"Shit!" James muttered. He didn't know the spell to mend it, so he'd have to get to Lily first.

Examining his surroundings, he noticed another door before him. How'd he get here? Where were Sirius, Remus, Samantha, and Dumbledore? What happened? Above him, he saw a hole, but the opening couldn't be seen. How far under was he? Was Lily here?

Taking a step forward, wand lit, he opened the door. It slowly creaked open, revealing another dark room. Grimacing with pain, James stepped through. Immediately, the door swung closed, causing him to jump a foot in the air. Bubbling water echoed in the room – a fountain must be in here. An odd looking tree was to his right.

"Okay…" James murmured, taking another step forward. Faintly, his wand revealed a figure lying limply on the floor. His heart stopped.

"Lily?" James asked quietly, falling to the floor next to her. He rolled her body onto her back gently, pain stinging his arm. She was…dead; her body lifeless.

"No…" he whispered, throat starting to tighten. "No…it can't be…" He tried to hold back his tears, but they started to flow down his cheeks without permission. The physical pain had no comparison to the emotional pain he felt. The love of his life was dead, gone forever. But she couldn't die. They were supposed to be together forever!

"Lily! Come back!!" He shook her body softly, trying to wake her up, but he knew it would do no good. She was dead. The blank expression on her face would never change into the smile he adored. Her amazing eyes would never light up with happiness. He'd never hear her beautiful voice again. Lightly, he kissed her forehead.

"I love you, Lily!" Somehow, he hoped that she could hear him. He gently hugged her limp body.

For minutes, James sat on the floor, with Lily's dead body on his lap, crying. Time seemed to stop for him. The only important thing in his life had left him. There was no use to live anymore, no purpose. He would kill whoever had done this. The more James thought about it, the angrier he grew.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, James roughly stood up, anger pumping through every inch of his body and soul. The person that had done this would pay, and first he would start with Samantha for even bringing her here.

"What's that noise?" Remus asked quickly, hearing faint thumps coming from the doorway.

Dumbledore quickly pushed Samantha, Remus, and Sirius into a tree next to them and grabbed his wand.

"Stay there," he whispered. The door swung open roughly, exposing darkness at first, but soon a figure stepped out of the shadows. Dust and dirt swirled around in the air, making it impossible to see the person. (A/N: The music that's played when two cowboy enemies meet in the movies starts now, j/k.) Just as Dumbledore was about to yell a spell, James erupted from the debris.

"James!" Dumbledore shouted, sounding very relieved. James said nothing, but slumped to the ground and dropped Lily at his side, gently, even though she was dead. Still kneeling next to her, he sniffed and said, "She's dead…"

Remus and Sirius rushed out from behind the tree and hurried over, Dumbledore joining them.

"I found her in this room… She was just lying there…" James explained quietly. As Dumbledore, Remus, and Sirius tended to Lily, James silently got up and faced Samantha, who had come out after Sirius and Remus.

Anger was boiling in James' mind. Someone had to pay for this disaster. Samantha was the person who started the whole ordeal. She would be the one to pay for it.

Samantha was slightly cowering next to a tree, with her hands covering her face in pure shock.

James shook his head, still shaking with anger, and raised his wand. Samantha had killed Lily; killed the love of his life. Lily would never be coming back. She was gone forever.

James glared at Samantha. She had caused so much pain in his life, so much misery. She would never give up, but soon James wouldn't have to worry about her. She would soon be dead, unable to break Lily's and James' relationship ever again.

"You killed her!" James hissed. Unknowingly to James, Sirius and Remus were now watching him.

"I didn't kill her!" Samantha whispered, standing still, perhaps yet again afraid for her life.

James shook his head and raised his wand. Finally, he would get his revenge. She had caused enough problems.

"Avada – "

"James!" Sirius yelled, jumping over and grabbing James' wand. "Don't, James! Are you crazy!?"

"Mr. Potter," Dumbledore addressed, sounding a little amused. James turned toward him slowly, guiltily. "Miss Evans here is not dead."

James blinked, frozen with shock and surprise.

"What?!" Sirius and Samantha asked for him.

Dumbledore nodded. "Right now she's in a coma, like a deep sleep…Ennervate won't work for something like this."

Suddenly, the ground trembled.

"Come on, we must go." Dumbledore summoned an invisible cot on which Lily then laid on.

James, still astonished with disbelief, stood still. Lily wasn't dead? She wasn't dead! What if he really had lost her forever? What if she would never have come back? Joy and relief spread throughout his body and soul. Lily was okay!

"Come on, James," Sirius said quietly, placing his hand on James' shoulder. James, now extremely happy, grinned and hugged Sirius.

"She's okay! She's okay!!!" James cheered. Sirius awkwardly patted James on the back, taken aback by the hug.

James ran up to Dumbledore, who was then about twenty five feet away. Gently, he picked up Lily's hand and kissed it.

"Poppy!" Dumbledore called, entering the clean hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey slowly walked out of her office, dressed in a purple robe and white slippers.

"What's happened, Albus?!" she questioned quickly, seeing James, Sirius and Remus behind him. Lily was lying on the invisible stretcher in front of them. Samantha had decided to stay in the hallway, feeling too guilty.

While Madam Pomfrey examined Lily, Dumbledore explained the best he could. James had described what had happened after he'd fallen through the hole.

"Yes…she's in a coma right now. Unfortunately, I don't have the potion to revive her at this moment. We'll have to talk to Hubert. It'll take about two weeks to finish the potion…" Madam Pomfrey explained.

"I see…" Dumbledore muttered. "There's nothing else you can do?"

"I'm afraid not, Albus. Either she wakes up on her own, or we give her the potion. We'll just have to see."

"So I have to wait two weeks for Lily to wake up?" James asked, frowning. The two weeks were going to turn into two weeks of hell.

"Yes, Mr. Potter. Although it may be tough, I'm sure you'll survive."

James stared at Lily's motionless body as everyone laughed softly.

"What about your wrist, James? Is it broken?" Dumbledore questioned.

"Yeah, I think so," James replied. He'd forgotten about the pain. The happiness had overcome it.

"I see," Madam Pomfrey muttered, examining it. She walked over to a cabinet and picked a bottle full of black liquid. She poured a small amount into a cup and gave it to him.

"Drink," she ordered. James looked unsure at the cup, as the liquid smoked a little. "It won't hurt a bit."

Slowly and reluctantly, James gulped the black liquid. His throat stung severely. The pain in his wrist waned as his arm became numb. He felt a small pop and everything went back to normal.

"There we go. That's a lot better." She gave a small nod and turned back to Professor Dumbledore. "I will talk to Hubert tomorrow morning. It's too late in the night to wake him."

"Alas, so it is! You three better return to your dorms."

James checked his Muggle wristwatch and realized the time was 3:00 in the morning. Suddenly feeling drowsy and worn out, James yawned and started for the door. Casting one last look at Lily, James prayed that she would wake quickly enough.

Post Author's Note:

This one was a bit longer…

Do you mind if I just update ASAP and skip the individual thanks? I'm grateful for everyone of you! Thanks!

I'm working on a website for the story, so you can see how I picture the characters. I'll post the link as soon as I'm done.

Well, I'll try to post again sometime soon. See ya! Thanks for reading!

-Elle