Hello. This is my first fanfic, and hopefully it won't be the worst. I wrote this as my friends all went away for the holdays and abandoned me. Now, to be clear, my noble self do not owneth. Thou shall not sue-eth.
How could those three words mean so much? How did they have the ability to make some one ecstatic? And at the same time, be able to ruin some one forever. Why? Why did she have to do it? What, in the name of all things sane and predictable, made her do it? Why did she have to tell James Potter that she loved him? Uuuugh. She was so damn stupid. She thought about what had happened. She had been thinking for weeks, should she tell him? She had realised that she had feelings for him long ago, but for her pride, she hadn't told him. But now, she had swallowed her pride, and told him.
Flashback
"Ummm, James, can I talk to you in private, please?"
James answered, with a surprised edge to his deep, husky voice, "Uh, sure, Lily"
Lily took a deep breath. "Okay, this is really hard to say, but, here goes… For years, you have been chasing me, right? And I have been horrible to you. I didn't really know why then. The insults sort of slipped out. But now I know why. I like you. More than like… I love you. James, I amin love with you" James looked stunned for a moment before looking into Lily's emerald eyes, which were shimmering with emotion. Lily expected happiness, love, understanding, maybe even relief, but not empty eyes, devoid of emotion. "It's too late," he said, his voice cheerless and cracking.
End Flashback
Lily rushed on through Hogwarts, trying to will her tears not to fall. In the end, her need to cry won. She leant against a stone wall, sliding down it. She sobbed into her hands, letting her tears flow freely, andfeeling asthough her heart was being ripped to pieces. As the minutes wore on, she began to calm down. Her heart was reduced to a dull ache, with an occasional pang, and her head was feeling the consequences of crying that much. James' words hung in her head, echoing and refusing to leave …It's too late… She sobbed one last time, and stood up. As she walked downtrodden to her dorm, she thought about facing him. No. She couldn't do it.
She ran outside Hogwarts, cold air whipping at her tear-stained face. When she reached the lake, she told herself firmly that he didn't matter, to just act like it never happened. She lay down, staring up at the sky, which stared down at her almost mockingly bright. She felt another pang as she saw a shape in the cloud that reminded her of James, a stag form, just like his Marauder nickname. She sighed.
It was all love's doing. It all came back to that stupid feeling. If humans couldn't love, they wouldn't get hurt. There would be no unrequited love. Just an emotionless world, of plain and ugly things. But even that place would be better than this, Lily told herself. In this place, no one was safe. In this place, three little words could break your heart forever.