A/N: See? What did I tell you? I'm going for two chapters in one night. Maybe even three…::does the chicken dance:: so OVERTIRED!!
Sirius' Disclaimer (you'll get this if you remember what Sirius does on the train ride from last chapter): I don't-hic-own any-hic-so don't-hic-sue me-hic
James ran down the halls until he saw Lily sitting on the ground, tracing patterns on the ground with one finger. Her long ginger hair fell in a curtain, covering up her lovely eyes. He suddenly remembered that he was supposed to find her book. He considered turning around when Lily looked up at him. His hair is so cute… He's so sweet…As if I'd ever have a chance…"Did you find the book?" she asked hopefully. James sighed. "Sorry."
"That's okay. Lets go." Lily seemed steadier on her feet which he almost regretted. They made their way to the common room, and when they stepped inside (Flannel PJs) (A/N: that's what I'm wearing now lol), they saw a very exasperated Remus and…something… that had to be Sirius doing a headstand and hiccupping. "Good lord," said James. "Has he been like this all night?"
"Yes." Remus said tiredly. "Thank god you're here. Now I can go to bed. Oh, by the way, Lily, you dropped this when you… went over." Lily accepted the book as relief flooded her face.
"Er…Remus? I need to talk to Lily privately and, well, what with the one man circus over there, the dormitory seemed like the best place…" James said, casting puppy-dog-eyes at Remus.
"Oh, fine," Remus grumbled. He conjured himself a blanket and immediately went to sleep on a nearby couch. Lily groaned. She had hoped that James had forgotten about her arm during all the excitement, but evidently he had not. He gripped her right arm tightly so she wouldn't run away and led her up to the boy's dormitory. He shut the door, locked it, and soundproofed the room as Lily sat on his bed. He came and sat next to her.
"Lily, I'm not going to lie to you. I didn't really look for your book. I overheard Pomfrey and Dumbledore talking, and- well, look at your leg." Lily suddenly realized that she hadn't been feeling as much pain as usual. She slowly lifted up her robes; her leg had hundreds of deep punctures and bloody cuts, mostly scabbed up, but it looked a hell of a lot better than it had earlier. Lily heard James' sharp intake of breath beside her and turned to face him. "How much do you know?" she asked.
"All I know is that Pomfrey gave you a sleeping potion, discovered the…burn… and your leg and arm, then woke you up and modified your memory. What I want to know is how you got them, and if there's anything else." Lily, looking deep into his eyes, decided to trust him. She said, "Turn around." James obeyed, and Lily stripped off her robes revealing jeans and a light blue ¾ shirt. "Turn around again," she ordered. James turned around again apprehensively. She had her back to him, and lifted the back of her shirt. Long, vicious slashes covered her back. James crossed the space between them and gently traced one of the cuts. Lily was trembling, and when she turned around, a single tear slid down her cheek. "My father," she said softly, before sinking back down to sit on the bed. James was furious. No, more than furious; he was livid. When he got his hands on that bastard… he turned to Lily, who now had tears coursing down her face, and was shuddering with every sob. His anger immediately balled up, settling somewhere inside his heart. She was okay now, she was okay, and that was all that mattered…he sat down next to her and instinctively hugged her tightly. She turned into him and buried her head into his shoulder, wracking sobs shaking her slender body. James held her tightly and soothed her, saying, "Shh, shh, it's okay, it's okay." He smoothed her hair down and kissed the top of her head, inhaling the scent of it; it smelled like lilies. Lily gradually stopped crying and fell asleep. A few minutes later, James lifted her in his arms, and, peeling the covers back, laid her gently in his bed. He replaced the covers and stood looking at her. She is so beautiful…He climbed over her, and, lying next to her on top of the blankets, fell asleep too, her even breathing light on his cheek.
An hour later, Sirius woke up Remus by hiccupping loudly about 1 centimeter away from his ear. Hearing nothing form the other side of the door, they cautiously slipped into the dormitory. The two Marauders stood there, dumbfounded, staring at James and Lily. After about ½ an hour of just standing there, Remus shook himself, slapped Sirius out of his daze, and climbed into his own bed.
Lily was having a dream. It wasn't pleasant. Don't…don't… please… stop hurting me…her father's piggish head loomed over her, and she heard the familiar hiss of his belt. Please… Now he was shaking her... please…stop…I won't do it again…stop…please … Suddenly, she was awake. James was shaking her, looking worried. James… she was still disoriented; she didn't know where she was, and she didn't care. She was warm and she was safe; James would never hurt her… she nestled further underneath the sheets, thinking he is so beautiful…
A/N: So. You may have noticed that the rating went up to PG-13. That's just in case, for the language, the abuse bit, and, hopefully, snogging later on. Shouldn't have any sexual content…I would like to make it clear that James is sleeping ON TOP of the sheets, while Lily is sleeping UNDER THEM, k? I mean, come on! It's the first day. Even I wouldn't speed up a relationship that much…review review review review review review review!!