::_____________--_-*Affection*-_--_____________::
.:~*By Kathleen Byczynski, known as Asereje*~:.
This story is for Coral, who kept me going with all my chapters- and edging me to go better everytime..And I thank her millions, for never giving up hope on me.
Chapter 25: Not just Her true Affection, but His as well.
~--*--~ I've been watching you, from a far and the way you make your way around the bar. You laugh like your really entertained and you smile like it's your favorite game. Now your moving closer to me and our eyes are connected emotionally. I'm not looking for a one-night stand, or a place for a broken heart to mend, I know everybody here wants to hold ya. I know what it's like cause I feel the same. When you look in my eyes there's a part of me that's still afraid.
And when you say you love me do you mean it, Baby when you hold me do you feel it? Should I believe in magic in your eyes,
I would wait until the end of time, to hear you say you love me like you mean it, Baby when you hold me make me feel it. All I wanna do is make you mine I've been hurt way too many times.
They say if you wanna make god laugh, then all you gotta do is tell him your plans. I know that the timing's not right, did you know that I would meet you tonight. Its not that I don't really like the attention, I feel like the only man in the room. Are you really sincere; is this just something that you do?
Again and again and again I would hurt my friend till the end, You know I've been high I've been low I got no place else left to go, Again and again and again when will this search ever end?
- When you say you love me, by Clay Aiken
..~*~..
London, United Kingdom, in a small bar called ' The Taste ', sat a confused and emotionally scared girl. Lily Evans. Her finger had dipped in her soda a few times, and began to trace the glass rim. Her now dull-green eyes were downcast and flawless.
-
But then again, she was the one who got into this whole mess.
-
No one around her paid much attention- she came here regularly, sat on the same stool, drank the same soda, spoke to no one, and just spilled her sorrow to those who came to close. Maybe that was wrong with her, no one ever talked to her. Nice guess but think again.
-
Lily's ocean red hair had a sweet smell and glistened in the summer sun like a diamond- but no more. She had a full heart- but not anymore, it just ached from pain.
-
Love, which was what gave her the strong pain.
-
Only the man, who entered the bar, noticed the dry tears running down her elegant face. But then, he didn't recognize her- she wore a black hood over her head and a pair of pitch-black pants with a turtleneck. So intelligently, he just sat down at an empty table.
-
A few people around the room chatted loudly over the music and took swings from their beers and hard liquor glasses. Normal all right, except for the information that a hidden witch and wizard sat in the muggle bar. But they never noticed- maybe one..
-
A young woman with bright blue eyes and short blonde hair that was put up into a bun- not normal for her- had her hand temporally drying off a small shot glass. She wasn't talking with others or watching the football game on the television. But she was smiling secretly at the mysterious man (who she knew very well) and the young witch on the barstool. Her old friend from Hogwarts, Lily Evans.
-
The waitress quickly spun around as the man looked at her- with a small smile- of course he thought he knew her.. as Naena Potter that is.
-
But she was dead, wasn't she?
-
The Daily Prophet had a field day when the witch's dead body was found in the halls of the Ministry of Magic, Charms department. But he was surely mistaken- especially when he saw the name 'Arabella Figg' nametag on her shirt.
-
Sighing again at his miserable life, he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. But this never caught the young redhead's attention- she was too busy thinking about her lost love life. The one she had stupidly ran away from. Not one of her friends knew where she was that very moment, besides the exception of mid-thirties Arabella Figg, only The Order and Dumbledore really knew. She was a spy, a spy that pretended to watch out for mysterious things happening in London.
-
This was her life, to pretend to be someone on the street, acting like a muggle woman, but reading and watching every single thing around the city. Her life was dull and now currently boring, nothing had really happened since that attack on December 15th..
-
So here sat the twenty-four old Lily Evans, alone and deeply miserable.
-
She missed him. A lot.
-
James Potter, of course.
-
And it was quite clear..
-
She never knew what she was doing when she decided to help Dumbledore- he suggested it a long time ago, but she made a dumb decision when she got the letter from the Ministry.. She wanted revenge on that mad man, fast as possible.
-
Lord Voldemort ripped her future and family to threads..
-
She never took a second to think about what she was doing- but now she did, she lost her friends (she never did know if they were safe or hurt), she lost contacted with most of the wizard world, and she lost her lover.
-
Every time someone around her said his name or even the letter J, she would get a horrible sickening feeling in his stomach. She just left him- hanging there. But Dumbledore told her many times that he was okay and had gotten a job at the Ministry.. She asked if she could see him, but Dumbledore said she would blow her cover- and also included that she would meet up with him.. some day soon.
-
But when was someday?
-
Right now..
-
There was a sudden sound of two more men entering the bar- and they were laughing loudly about something. Lily shrunk in her seat. There was a laugh and a named was called ("How's my favorite mate doing?!") a small laugh again and a slowly but quite response, ("Same as usual, Starboy").
-
"Don't call me that, I hate that name.. even if my first wife calls me that.." Said the first loud voice," But it only, sounds okay if she repeats it over-"
-
There was "eww!"'s and gagging sounds- Lily laughed to herself in her mind, it was just a thing the Marauders would do..
-
There was a small womanish warm giggle from behind the bar counter, and Lily looked up at the blonde waitress. She smiled sweetly at Lily," I've known those goofs for a while- they, er, come in here sometimes.."
-
Lily's voice began to crack as she tried to speak," Yeah, they sound like people I know too- but they're deeper voices.." She said, massaging her throat.
-
Arabella, the waitress, gave a worried look," Need a drink, dear? It would be on the house-"
-
"It's alright," Said Lily, with a painful smile," I've got a drink." She pointed at her soda that was going flat.
-
"Oh alright, but if you want one just ask- I'll need the small walk from the counter to the back room."
-
Lily gave a soft laugh, and gave the woman a true 'Lily Evans' smile.
-
"I'm Arabella Figg," Introduced the woman, who held out her hand for Lily to shake.
-
Lily smiled and shook the woman's hand," Pleasure to meet you Arabella, I am Melissa Hannanin."
-
"You too, Mrs. Hannanin."
-
"Oh, just call me Mel- I' am not to found of the name my mother called me." Lily said, smiling warmly at Arabella.
-
Arabella set down her clothe and wiped the counter with a smile," You know Mel, you look just as sad as that man over at the table over there-"
-
Lily spun around in her seat and looked to where Arabella pointed, her fait that is. Lily's mouth nearly dropped- dear god, it couldn't be..
-
The man at the table had his fingers running up his beer's glass and was making fingerprints on it- sweaty and dirty prints. The man shielded his face from the crowd and he tried to smile as his three friends waved and jumped into the sea of dancing people.
-
She, Lily, had the craziest feeling to jump over the man and tell him-
-
"Go see him, talk to him.." Whispered Arabella as she looked at Lily's face turning from sad to warmth.
-
"I can't- what would I say?"
-
"Do you know him?"
-
"I thin-think so.."
-
"Just say hello, dear. It's not that hard you know.." She smiled at Lily.
-
'I know that the timing's not right; did you know that I would meet you tonight?'
-
Lily's heart began to beat like the large drum that sounded from the band on the stage.. so full of excitement and rhythm.
-
"I think I will.."
-
Lily's hand slipped away from her flat soda drink, her feet clicked against the stony floor that was filled of drink spills and peanut shells, her breath was getting raggy, and her body began to feel numb with butterflies as she walked closer to him with Arabella grinning behind the counter at her..
-
Lily stopped, just five feet away from an empty chair across from the man at the table- and she took those steps. Her silky fingertips touched the chairs top, which she pulled at and brought the chair out so she could have a seat.
-
Her breath came into gasps- gasps of believing what was happening so quickly and so soon..
-
Slowly sitting down on the hard chair, the man spoke with a tired voice that was just shaking in pain.
-
"I'm not looking for a one-night stand, or a place for my broken heart to mend. Please, just leave me to die in a shadow.."
-
"I'm the same way- I've been broken to many times." Lily said softly- thinking about when she dated..
-
"When will this search ever end?" He asked softly, putting his hands on the table and tracing the thin layer of dust on the table with a finger.
-
Lily's head perked up, "What?"
-
"You know, till you find your soul mate- I mean, your true one could just be around the corner, at the next bar.." He replied, sadly.
-
Lily's heart began to pump so quickly, she thought she was having a heart attack-
-
"Or in front of you.." She said, with a great melody voice that just rolled nicely off her tongue.
-
This made the man look up, but then only did her green eyes swirl with his hazel ones that were filled with warm tears.. His heart that was filled with many holes- began to beat wildly, and felt full once again. His soft hands that looked rough began to shake with astonishment.
-
The room around them both seemed to vanish and everything played in slow motion. The woman pulled back her hood and exposed her rich red hair, which seemed to suddenly shine with life and flavor. The glass jug that he was holding slipped from his grip and fell to the floor, which shattered. But only they noticed, for the music was too loud and making their ears pump with hot blood.
-
"Lily?"
-
She smiled," James.."
-
.The End.
This story is for Coral, who kept me going with all my chapters- and edging me to go better everytime..And I thank her millions, for never giving up hope on me.
Chapter 25: Not just Her true Affection, but His as well.
~--*--~ I've been watching you, from a far and the way you make your way around the bar. You laugh like your really entertained and you smile like it's your favorite game. Now your moving closer to me and our eyes are connected emotionally. I'm not looking for a one-night stand, or a place for a broken heart to mend, I know everybody here wants to hold ya. I know what it's like cause I feel the same. When you look in my eyes there's a part of me that's still afraid.
And when you say you love me do you mean it, Baby when you hold me do you feel it? Should I believe in magic in your eyes,
I would wait until the end of time, to hear you say you love me like you mean it, Baby when you hold me make me feel it. All I wanna do is make you mine I've been hurt way too many times.
They say if you wanna make god laugh, then all you gotta do is tell him your plans. I know that the timing's not right, did you know that I would meet you tonight. Its not that I don't really like the attention, I feel like the only man in the room. Are you really sincere; is this just something that you do?
Again and again and again I would hurt my friend till the end, You know I've been high I've been low I got no place else left to go, Again and again and again when will this search ever end?
- When you say you love me, by Clay Aiken
..~*~..
London, United Kingdom, in a small bar called ' The Taste ', sat a confused and emotionally scared girl. Lily Evans. Her finger had dipped in her soda a few times, and began to trace the glass rim. Her now dull-green eyes were downcast and flawless.
-
But then again, she was the one who got into this whole mess.
-
No one around her paid much attention- she came here regularly, sat on the same stool, drank the same soda, spoke to no one, and just spilled her sorrow to those who came to close. Maybe that was wrong with her, no one ever talked to her. Nice guess but think again.
-
Lily's ocean red hair had a sweet smell and glistened in the summer sun like a diamond- but no more. She had a full heart- but not anymore, it just ached from pain.
-
Love, which was what gave her the strong pain.
-
Only the man, who entered the bar, noticed the dry tears running down her elegant face. But then, he didn't recognize her- she wore a black hood over her head and a pair of pitch-black pants with a turtleneck. So intelligently, he just sat down at an empty table.
-
A few people around the room chatted loudly over the music and took swings from their beers and hard liquor glasses. Normal all right, except for the information that a hidden witch and wizard sat in the muggle bar. But they never noticed- maybe one..
-
A young woman with bright blue eyes and short blonde hair that was put up into a bun- not normal for her- had her hand temporally drying off a small shot glass. She wasn't talking with others or watching the football game on the television. But she was smiling secretly at the mysterious man (who she knew very well) and the young witch on the barstool. Her old friend from Hogwarts, Lily Evans.
-
The waitress quickly spun around as the man looked at her- with a small smile- of course he thought he knew her.. as Naena Potter that is.
-
But she was dead, wasn't she?
-
The Daily Prophet had a field day when the witch's dead body was found in the halls of the Ministry of Magic, Charms department. But he was surely mistaken- especially when he saw the name 'Arabella Figg' nametag on her shirt.
-
Sighing again at his miserable life, he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. But this never caught the young redhead's attention- she was too busy thinking about her lost love life. The one she had stupidly ran away from. Not one of her friends knew where she was that very moment, besides the exception of mid-thirties Arabella Figg, only The Order and Dumbledore really knew. She was a spy, a spy that pretended to watch out for mysterious things happening in London.
-
This was her life, to pretend to be someone on the street, acting like a muggle woman, but reading and watching every single thing around the city. Her life was dull and now currently boring, nothing had really happened since that attack on December 15th..
-
So here sat the twenty-four old Lily Evans, alone and deeply miserable.
-
She missed him. A lot.
-
James Potter, of course.
-
And it was quite clear..
-
She never knew what she was doing when she decided to help Dumbledore- he suggested it a long time ago, but she made a dumb decision when she got the letter from the Ministry.. She wanted revenge on that mad man, fast as possible.
-
Lord Voldemort ripped her future and family to threads..
-
She never took a second to think about what she was doing- but now she did, she lost her friends (she never did know if they were safe or hurt), she lost contacted with most of the wizard world, and she lost her lover.
-
Every time someone around her said his name or even the letter J, she would get a horrible sickening feeling in his stomach. She just left him- hanging there. But Dumbledore told her many times that he was okay and had gotten a job at the Ministry.. She asked if she could see him, but Dumbledore said she would blow her cover- and also included that she would meet up with him.. some day soon.
-
But when was someday?
-
Right now..
-
There was a sudden sound of two more men entering the bar- and they were laughing loudly about something. Lily shrunk in her seat. There was a laugh and a named was called ("How's my favorite mate doing?!") a small laugh again and a slowly but quite response, ("Same as usual, Starboy").
-
"Don't call me that, I hate that name.. even if my first wife calls me that.." Said the first loud voice," But it only, sounds okay if she repeats it over-"
-
There was "eww!"'s and gagging sounds- Lily laughed to herself in her mind, it was just a thing the Marauders would do..
-
There was a small womanish warm giggle from behind the bar counter, and Lily looked up at the blonde waitress. She smiled sweetly at Lily," I've known those goofs for a while- they, er, come in here sometimes.."
-
Lily's voice began to crack as she tried to speak," Yeah, they sound like people I know too- but they're deeper voices.." She said, massaging her throat.
-
Arabella, the waitress, gave a worried look," Need a drink, dear? It would be on the house-"
-
"It's alright," Said Lily, with a painful smile," I've got a drink." She pointed at her soda that was going flat.
-
"Oh alright, but if you want one just ask- I'll need the small walk from the counter to the back room."
-
Lily gave a soft laugh, and gave the woman a true 'Lily Evans' smile.
-
"I'm Arabella Figg," Introduced the woman, who held out her hand for Lily to shake.
-
Lily smiled and shook the woman's hand," Pleasure to meet you Arabella, I am Melissa Hannanin."
-
"You too, Mrs. Hannanin."
-
"Oh, just call me Mel- I' am not to found of the name my mother called me." Lily said, smiling warmly at Arabella.
-
Arabella set down her clothe and wiped the counter with a smile," You know Mel, you look just as sad as that man over at the table over there-"
-
Lily spun around in her seat and looked to where Arabella pointed, her fait that is. Lily's mouth nearly dropped- dear god, it couldn't be..
-
The man at the table had his fingers running up his beer's glass and was making fingerprints on it- sweaty and dirty prints. The man shielded his face from the crowd and he tried to smile as his three friends waved and jumped into the sea of dancing people.
-
She, Lily, had the craziest feeling to jump over the man and tell him-
-
"Go see him, talk to him.." Whispered Arabella as she looked at Lily's face turning from sad to warmth.
-
"I can't- what would I say?"
-
"Do you know him?"
-
"I thin-think so.."
-
"Just say hello, dear. It's not that hard you know.." She smiled at Lily.
-
'I know that the timing's not right; did you know that I would meet you tonight?'
-
Lily's heart began to beat like the large drum that sounded from the band on the stage.. so full of excitement and rhythm.
-
"I think I will.."
-
Lily's hand slipped away from her flat soda drink, her feet clicked against the stony floor that was filled of drink spills and peanut shells, her breath was getting raggy, and her body began to feel numb with butterflies as she walked closer to him with Arabella grinning behind the counter at her..
-
Lily stopped, just five feet away from an empty chair across from the man at the table- and she took those steps. Her silky fingertips touched the chairs top, which she pulled at and brought the chair out so she could have a seat.
-
Her breath came into gasps- gasps of believing what was happening so quickly and so soon..
-
Slowly sitting down on the hard chair, the man spoke with a tired voice that was just shaking in pain.
-
"I'm not looking for a one-night stand, or a place for my broken heart to mend. Please, just leave me to die in a shadow.."
-
"I'm the same way- I've been broken to many times." Lily said softly- thinking about when she dated..
-
"When will this search ever end?" He asked softly, putting his hands on the table and tracing the thin layer of dust on the table with a finger.
-
Lily's head perked up, "What?"
-
"You know, till you find your soul mate- I mean, your true one could just be around the corner, at the next bar.." He replied, sadly.
-
Lily's heart began to pump so quickly, she thought she was having a heart attack-
-
"Or in front of you.." She said, with a great melody voice that just rolled nicely off her tongue.
-
This made the man look up, but then only did her green eyes swirl with his hazel ones that were filled with warm tears.. His heart that was filled with many holes- began to beat wildly, and felt full once again. His soft hands that looked rough began to shake with astonishment.
-
The room around them both seemed to vanish and everything played in slow motion. The woman pulled back her hood and exposed her rich red hair, which seemed to suddenly shine with life and flavor. The glass jug that he was holding slipped from his grip and fell to the floor, which shattered. But only they noticed, for the music was too loud and making their ears pump with hot blood.
-
"Lily?"
-
She smiled," James.."
-
.The End.
