Winning Miss Lily Evans Over
By: neen
Author's note: The sequel to Ways to Ask Out Miss Lily Evans is finally here!…what do you think?
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If you have not read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans, please do so, because I will refer to some of the events that happened in there in this sequel! Once again, this is the SEQUEL! Please go read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans if you have not already!
Just a warning…this is one heck of an emotional roller coaster! A bit angsty in this chapter..
Chapter Seven: You Have Me
It was quickly nearing the end of their sixth year. Summer breezes had begun to fly in and the long-dreaded exams were finally over.
Lily and James had developed a mutual, strong affection for each other throughout the year, but did not acknowledge it. They left it to summer—to see how things would go in their seventh year.
They had just begun to relax—bathe in the sun's glorious, warm rays…
o.O.o.O.o
"What's the matter, Prongs? What'd that owl say?" Sirius asked, a worried expression forming on his handsome face. James had not yet spoken since he read the letter the tawny-colored owl had delivered that morning. It was the last week of their sixth year.
James still did not speak. He handed the letter and a news clipping to Sirius who snatched at it, reading it quickly with Remus at his shoulder.
"Your parents…" Sirius said weakly, reading the large headline, 'MASS AUROR KILLING BY THE DARK WIZARD, VOLDEMORT'
"My dad died. My mum's in St. Mungo's for critical injuries and hallucinations. She's going to die," James said quietly, his voice set at monotone.
"James," Remus laid a hand on his shoulder but James did not take any comfort in it.
"Damn him! Damn this Voldemort and his bloody supporters!" James suddenly shouted angrily, standing up. People around them turned around to look. Some Slytherins eyed him closely.
James forced a smile, though his heart was tearing up inside with uncontrollable pain. His parents were gone. He just could not shake off the pain.
He did not eat another bite of his breakfast and left hurriedly for the Common Room, wanting some precious quiet time to himself to recover over his great loss.
James sat in his favorite armchair, staring at the fire, feeling tears prickle at his eyes, threatening to fall any minute.
"James?" A petite figure with flaming red hair and bright green, almond eyes stood by the portrait hole, looking on to James.
He would not allow the tears to fall in front of Lily.
"Hi, Lily. How were your exams?" James asked, giving a false, cheery smile, masking his hurt.
Lily sighed, walking in. "Oh, James. I heard about it all…you don't have to pretend around me. I know you."
"It's horrid. I just can't—" James sucked in his breath, trying hard not to let his voice quaver, "—I can't imagine never seeing them again…my parents."
"I understand," Lily said softly, walking up towards James slowly.
James looked at her curiously. "You understand?"
Lily nodded. "Just last week—my dad—he had just walked out the door to do some shopping for my mum…there was a mass killing of Muggles in my neighborhood…" She said, her voice breaking.
"I never knew. Is that why you wouldn't talk to me that whole week? I thought you were mad at me," James said quietly.
"No. It was wrong of me to do so…to turn away from people that care about me so much," Lily continued in her soft voice.
James did not say anything.
"Have some faith, James. Your mother is still alive—she can make it through," Lily said, trying to sound cheerful.
"She got hit by the Cruciatus Curse too many times. My mum saw my dad get murdered with her own eyes. The nurse that wrote me told me that she gets delusional each day and that she attacks people that get too close to her," James said, looking pained. "The nurse said that she might—she might hurt me if I went. She told me not to go visit, for my sake.."
"She won't recognize you anymore?" Lily asked, feeling miserable herself.
James shook his head.
"There's nothing that magic can't do, James. Things will get better," Lily said desperately and James finally cracked a smile.
"Thanks, Lily."
o.O.o.O.o
"Potter? A word with you alone before class starts, please," Professor McGonagall said, looking somber later that day.
"Yes, Professor?" James asked, stepping outside with the Professor. The other students rushed in and Lily came, giving James a fleeting smile before she walked in.
"James—your mother—" Professor McGonagall hesitated.
"My mum, yes?" James inquired, but he already knew. He saw the pain in Professor McGonagall's eyes as she delivered the news.
"Your mother died this afternoon…She was choking herself to death and no one saw her do it…she thought she was Voldemort," Professor McGonagall said quietly.
"Oh," James said simply, not showing any sign of sadness or shock.
Professor McGonagall stared at James's rather blank face.
"James, are you going to be all right? Will a trip to the Hospital Wing help? Anything you need?" Professor McGonagall asked gently, quite unlike her crisp and sharp normal self. But then again, she always had a soft spot for James, her best student at Transfiguration.
"I'm fine," James said dully and entered the classroom as if he was in a trance.
Professor McGonagall sighed, hoping things would get better before entering as well.
o.O.o.O.o
"Prongs, what the hell are you doing?" Sirius asked, looking shocked as he entered the boys' dormitory to find James hurling all his possessions into his trunk.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm leaving! I'm leaving Hogwarts—leaving this bloody school behind—I'm getting into the real world," James said impatiently, zipping up his trunk by magic and magicking it outside forcefully. James followed the trunk down the stairs. "Don't come with me. Stay in that room and don't tell anyone that I left unless you want yourself hexed. I don't give a damn anymore."
He was by the portrait hole before a voice stopped him in his tracks. His trunk smashed into the wall as James did not open the portrait door just yet.
"James?"
James turned around. It was Lily.
"What are you doing?" Lily looked angry, disappointed, her red hair framing her face perfectly.
"I'm leaving. I'm going to hunt Voldemort down," James said firmly and turned around again. "G'bye, Lily."
"James, Don't be stupid! You're no match for Voldemort—stay here, where it's safe…"
"Safe!" James exploded suddenly, whipping back around, looking livid, "Safe! While out there—so many other families are getting torn apart, people dying—dying everywhere! While we're here, having a good old time, waving wands, and saying crap—safe!"
Lily was nearing tears. "You can't stop Voldemort from killing all those people, James! You're just going to get yourself killed!"
James ignored her and continued his rant in a bitter tone, "I'm going to try and track Voldemort down—kill him, if I can—It's not like I have anything else to lose—my parents—"
"—you have me, James!" Lily cried, cutting in. Tears had fallen.
James did not speak. He looked at Lily, an odd expression on his face.
Lily's face was blotchy and tears were splashing down her cheeks.
"Lily…"
Lily ran up and hugged him tightly. "James…don't leave me…please."
"Lily—I need to…"
"I won't let you! You're not going out there just to get yourself killed!" Lily sobbed.
"Lily, really, I need to seek revenge," James tried, but he felt himself weakening as Lily cried.
Lily looked up at him, sudden bravery coming to her. "If you insist, then I'm coming with you."
"No! You can't—it's too dangerous," James immediately said, looking outraged at Lily's suggestion.
Lily smiled through her tears. "That's how I feel, James…"
"Lily…"
"I love you, James, and I'm not going to let you die," Lily said softly, staring at his intense hazel eyes. "Don't go.."
"I won't go. I promise you." His eyes softened. "I love you so damn much, Lily. You're not going to die because of me."
"James…"
James had already kissed her. They kissed, their feelings for each other erupting, bursting out of their hearts and circling around them, bringing both a sense of calm and happiness in such a time of distress and hatred.
A little more love in the world…
Author's Note:
Aww…another ending…(did anyone catch who said the ending before in HBP?)
My endings aren't that great, I know, sorry, they just seem to go blah…tips, anyone? Haha, thank you.
Wonderful, wonderful story to write…the prequel was a lot funnier, I know, but I had to make this sequel a bit more emotional as they were maturing…hope I had enough light-hearted moments in the chapters before to make it even!
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A huge thanks to all my supporters, reviewers! I love you guys soo much! Thanks for all the reviews and support you gave me! I appreciate it a lot!
Thanks for a wonderful time at I write again,
Neen