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AN: I try and update this when I can!

Never Meant To Hurt You

Chapter Seven

On the night of the dance everyone was dressed up and had a date. The Gryffindors were telling each other who they were going with, the Slytherins talking about who had the best nights in bed, the Ravenclaws simply chatting over new rumors and the Hufflepuffs doing what they should be doing; hanging out with their dates.

It had been quite a rough morning since no one had classes and everyone was spending their time getting ready, even though they had hours before the thing started. They all got dressed in their robes made especially for this night, and simply looked at themselves in the mirror; some complimenting themselves, others wishing they had gotten different robes. Everything was hectic and it was a pain in the neck.

Remus looked around his room for a certain card. He knew where it was, but since this night was so important, he had forgotten. He was nervous, tonight he would tell Lily, no matter what the outcome. This must have been the strangest thing in the school; no one was worrying about other people, at least most weren't. He was about the only one who was that worried and the only one without a date. Remus had intended to ask a girl, but couldn't. He knew that even though he could ask a girl, he shouldn't; all he would do is watch Lily, and that's not fair to the girl.

Of course, when has anything ever been fair? When has anything ever been the way we want it? NEVER! Because the only perfect things are in books and movies, there is no perfect girl or guy! But there was, in Remus' mind anyway. Her name was Lilly Evans, a perfect girl, no, woman. She was perfect in everyway. Every look, every smile, every thing from her head to her toes were perfect, but most importantly her heart. Her heart was the most beautiful thing of all. Her heart was Lily. Remus never only cared fo rher for her looks. He had been best friends with her since eleven and even then her heart was more important than her looks. The only reason Remus had even sat near her was because she didn't yell and the moment she smiled he knew she couldn't be mean, evil, or anything in the world that wasn't beautiful.

Remus read his card over and over and over again, as if wanting to make sure he wasn't missing anything. He would be there when she opened it, she would be there when she knew her answer. He would be there with her the rest of his life, they would have kids and grow old, or he would be a visitor who watched as her and James had kids and grew old. Naturally, he wanted the first one to happen, but he wanted Lily to be happy, so he wouldn't for her to do anything she didn't want to. He wouldn't tell her he needed to know, he wouldn't tell her that he would give him what he could, he wouldn't tell what James is like. He didn't want her to not love him for him. He wanted her answer to be from her heart, uncorrupted. Yet, somehow whatever happened it would be.

Remus had nothing against James, nor would he ever, even if Lily didn't love him. James had been Remus' friend and no amount of anything would ever change that, could ever change that. James seemed to be changing, anyway. He seemed nicer, not just to Lily, but everyone, and Remus knew he was doing it for Lily. Remus knew, or thought that there was a chance James was seeing Lily's beauty. There was a chance James was falling in love.

Remus couldn't stop that. In fact, Remus liked that. He liked the fact that if Lily picked James, she would be loved. The only thing that bothered him was know that her choice may not be the one he wanted for seven years. It may not be the one that would make his heart jump in excitement. No, it might be the one that would break his heart. The heart he asked Lily to hold on to, even though she never heard the words. Her choice might be the one that makes sure Lily Evans would never become, one day, Lily Lupin…

After Remus was sure that the letter had everything in it that was needed he put it in the back pocket of his dress robes, where his wand would be located if it were his school robes. He sat in his bed for a while, rocking himself back and forth, just imagining what Lily would look like tonight. If he was lucky, James might let him have a dance with her, that is, if she wanted to, and Remus begged her to want to.

In his mind she was never as beautiful as when he saw her. She was never the same. It seemed that she was a ghost somehow, almost non-existent. Her hair never fell the same way, her eyes never shined as bright as the stars, her smiled was never breath taking. No, instead, she was a dream, a forbidden fruit that no one was able to touch or see. She was something that killed Remus, something that made Remus think, 'If only, if only,'

But this dream, the forbidden fruit that when he looked at, it made him ache, was all he had. In these images of Lily that Remus could see in his head, Lily was a flower, a angel, a truth, a hope, a everything. But then Remus realized something. That was what Lily and the dream Lily had in common. No matter how different their eyes shine, or there hair swayed, they were both flowers, both angels, both truths, both hopes, and both everything. No matter how real they seemed…

Remus stopped thinking of what she was in his mind and turned his eyes to his dresser where a picture that meant so much to Lily and Remus. It was them when they were eleven and both innocent, both just friends. They were on the quidditch field and Remus was showing her how to mount the broom. This was different than most pictures at Hogwarts; it didn't move, the same picture was there no matter how long you looked at it.

Remus couldn't stop thinking about that day; in fact he tried his best to replay it in his head. And it worked…

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There they stood, Lily on the broom and Remus watching her. The air was warm that day; it was early September, only about a week since her and Remus both met.

"Like this?" A much smaller Lily asked with innocent eyes looking at Remus. Remus smiled at her and she smiled back. Remus circled her and then just moved her right hand up about half an inch on the broom.

"There. Its perfect." Remus said, smiling from ear to ear at her. Around them they could hear quid ditch being played and people talking, but for a second both of them seemed o not notice anyone else's existence. For a moment their eyes locked as they smiled back at one another.

/i

So much had happened since then, so many things. Just seeing that made Remus looked closely at other things the two did through the years they were together…

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Again, walking towards the library, after Remus made an older boy from Slytherin start dancing because he was teasing Lily…

"You shouldn't have done that," Lily told Remus as they walked down the hall. "Come on, Lily! He was picking on you! He deserved what he got," Remus assured her. Lily giggled. "Maybe, but don't you think the tapping feet where a bit much?" she asked.

Remus put a friendly arm around her and said, "Actually, I think it was right on target,"

/i

Right after another more memories shot at Remus… The ones of him and Lily…

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There they were again in transfiguration class…

"I forgot my book back in the common room!" Remus exclaimed, putting his right hand on his head. "And I don't have that much time to get it!" Remus put his head on the table. Lily put her book on his head. "Don't you think you're being to over dramatic?" She asked him, watching as he slowly lifted his head from the table. He looked at her and realized she was gonna let him use her book. He shrugged, "No,"

Lily smiled at him, "Yes." She knew he was being cute and was doing a fantastic job at it.

Remus picked up the book she had given him moments before. "What about you?" he asked her. She smiled at him and said, "I have one. That's the one you let me borrow when I forgot mine," Lily put her hand on his. Remus smiled at her and said, "How nice of you to return it to me," /i

Yet, another memory…

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And again in the common room…

"I can't get the bottle of paint to open up," Lily said, struggling with a bucket of paint. Remus, sitting on the couch of the Gryffindor common room stared at her, wondering when she would crack and ask for his help, but she never asked. She struggled for about what may have been twenty minutes with Remus just starring at her before Remus walked over to her, took the bucket of paint from her hands and set it down on the table. He took out his wand and whispered a spell. The lid popped off, but the paint exploded and paint went everywhere, even on Remus, but not on Lily; she had been hiding behind Remus.

Remus starred at her in disbelief, though red pain was on his eyes and he had a hard time opening them, he was able to see her better than ever. Lily burst into giggles, staring at him, covered in paint. "Did you know that would happen?" Remus asked her, wiping his eyes from the red paint. Lily was still giggling, but managed to say, "No," even though no one was fooled by that answer. Remus stuck his hand into the bucket of paint that still had some red paint in it and made sure his hand was covered in it. Then, he walked over to Lily and pinned her to the wall behind her, drawing a heart on each cheek. /i

Yes… Remus had many memories each as good as the next…

Remus was lying down on the bed now, starring at the ceiling. He knew that the dance was drawling near, and with that so was Lily's answer. Remus lay on his bed, just thinking about her. The woman that could be his wife one day, the same woman that could break his heart that all those years ago, he begged for her to hold safe…

AN2: Please Review! I want to know your opinions! (Sorry for taking soooo long. This story is still on hold. I have it on another site which is how I am updating it now, though it isn't complete. Again I am very sorry!