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Chapter eleven

Luc rushed back towards Lily, anger filled his grey eyes.

"Zee ex-boyfriend is in Sydney, no?" he demanded,

"I think so." Lily said, she wondered why he had come back to her, just to ask her one question.

"Okay! I will be goink now!" his French accent was thick and dramatic, making Lily cringe. Luc walked off in a huff, this time he did not come back to her.

"Moony, do you think she'll go back to him?" Sirius asked, as he walked down the street in the cold Paris air.

"I'm not sure, I think she's very confused about everything. But deep down she probably still loves James."

Remus pulled a silver key out of his pocket, Lily had leant it to him so they could get back into her house in case she wasn't there.

He inserted the key into the lock and turned it, the lock clicked. He pushed open the door and walked in, Sirius followed.

They found Lily sitting on the couch with a bottle in her hands; it was almost empty. Vodka.

"You know, everything is wonderful." She said happily,

"Are you ok? Lily, why are you drinking vodka? You hate that stuff." Remus said,

"I'm drinking this because everything is going wrong! And because I was thirsty and because I felt like it!" she laughed with a silly grin.

It was 12:13 pm. James lay in bed awake; he couldn't get to sleep. The phone in his hotel room rang.

"Hello?" he asked groggily,

"Mr. Potter, there is a young man here to see you, his name is Luc De Buois." The receptionist told him,

"Ok, let him come up." He sighed; he didn't know anyone called Luc Du Buois. He got out of bed and threw some clothes on.

He opened the door to see a tall man standing before him, with a solemn look on his face.

"'Ello are you James?" he asked in a strong French accent.

"Yes, and you're Luc Du Buois?" he asked, Luc nodded, "What do you want?"

"I am afraid zat I am comink wiz bad nooz," he said,

"Come in, what is it?" James asked, Luc stepped into the room.

"I come from France." He said,

"Obviously." James muttered, Luc ignored him and kept talking,

"I believe you used to date a girl called Lily?"

"Yes, what about her?"

"Lily is a dear friend of mine. She had an accident, James. She… is dead." He said sadly, James' knees buckled, he fell to the floor.

"Lily? My lily? Lily Evans?" he said, from his position on the floor. Luc frowned, "Yes, that is the Lily I am talking of."

"Get out." James said rudely,

"Okay, I understand zat you must be grieving her death." There was a glint in Luc's eye that James did not like.

"Just go." Luc stepped backwards out of the room; James slammed the door in his face.

He picked up his coffee mug and walked into the bathroom, he set it down on the counter. He looked up into the mirror and sighed heavily, he ran a hand through his messy dark hair. His cold, empty hazel eyes stared back at him. He couldn't believe that his Lily was gone. Forever. He hadn't bothered to find out what had actually happened, he just didn't want to speak to that Luc guy.

James grabbed his wallet and pulled out some Australian money, it was different colours so it was easy to count. He got three hundred dollars out and placed it on the bed.

Thanks for the stay; I have to leave. I hope that's enough money. From James Potter.

He scrawled a note. He didn't want to leave so abruptly without explaining. The note didn't explain but he felt it was better to leave one.

He focused carefully on where he wanted to go. Then, with a Crack! He landed in the familiar street near where Lily lived, he looked around as a tear ran down his cheek, and he walked glumly down to the house where she lived. He stood in front of the big dark blue door. He put his hand to the knob, and turned it. It was open.

He walked in and saw Remus and Sirius in the living room, for some reason, Sirius was lying on the floor.

"James, why are you here?" Sirius asked, looking up at him from his space in the floor.

"I heard about Lily."

"Really? It's a good thing, isn't it? Apart from the fact that she was drunk after." Sirius said,

"Are you drunk?" James asked in disgust, "You think that this is good? You bastard. I can't believe you."

"We thought you'd be happy about it." Remus said,

"You thought that I would be happy about the one woman that I love leaving me forever, with no chance whatsoever of getting her back?"

"There's still a chance, you can get her back James!" Sirius said, he had no idea what was wrong with James. Why was he acting like this?

"No there isn't! What even happened to Lily?" James said, "How did she go?"

"What the hell are you on about?" Sirius said,

"Why won't you tell me? How did my Lily die?" James said, he fell on to a couch, and put his head in his hands, he didn't want them to see him cry.

"James?" a familiar voice said; James looked up, he saw Lily standing there in the doorway. He did nothing, he did not get up to hug her, all he did was get up from his chair and stand a few feet away from her in amazement.

"Lily?" he said, "How are you alive?"

"What?" she asked, "Are you ok James?"

"James, Lily didn't die." Sirius laughed, James and Lily remained standing firmly in their spots, staring directly at one another.

"Where'd you get that idea from?" Remus said, joining Sirius and Lily in laughing.

"Some French guy told me."

"Who?" Lily asked

"Luc Du Buois."

"Who's Luc Du Buois?" Sirius asked,

"My ex-boyfriend." Lily said, her gaze never drifted from James'.

"Why would he tell James you are dead?" Remus said,

"I don't know. To hurt me. Or to hurt James." She said.

"Are you feeling better Lils?" Sirius asked,

"Yeah, I have a bit of a headache though."

"Of course, you drank almost a whole bottle of vodka. Only I can do that without gettinga headache" Sirius bragged,

"That's bull, last time you did that you were incoherent for days." Remus laughed.

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