Whiskey Lullaby
-alternate ending
'The rumors flew
But nobody knew how much
She blamed herself
For years and years'
Lily teared down the corridor leading to the hospital wing to see if what they said was true. She burst into the room and saw curtains shielding a bed. She quietly walked over and pushed her way pass the curtains and gasped in horror. James was lying on the bed, tubes everywhere and cuts all over. His bandaged wrists were still bleeding a little once in a while since every time Madame Promfrey changed the bandages the wounds reopened.
Yet, even in a coma he looked peaceful and handsome, but this was more than Lily could take. She slowly backed up and tore out of the room as fast as she could. Tears stung her eyes as she raced through the school not even bothering to know where she was headed. She ran and ran till she could run no more and collapsed. She looked up, after wiping her eyes on her sleeve, and saw that she was in front of the kitchens. She walked into the room and immediately tons of house elves rushed over.
She told them she wanted some firewhiskey and went to sit down at a table. In no time there were two bottle of whiskey placed on the table. She picked up a bottle and without caring, popped it open and began to drink.
'She tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away
A little at a time'
Lily visited James everyday for hours on end after that. She couldn't stand seeing him like that but she couldn't stand not seeing him even more. His conditioned never got better though, it only worsened. Each day it got steadily worse. Lily was now easily drinking four to five firewhiskey bottles a day. She would go down to the kitchen everyday after visiting James. One week later, the worst possible news came.
James had passed away, giving up the will to live. This hit Lily the hardest out of everyone. This hit her so hard that she felt like someone was squeezing her lungs, not willing her to live. She turned away and ran. She ran to the only place she knew could take her pain away – the kitchen.
'But she never could get drunk enough
To get him off her mind,
Until the night.'
Within an hour, Lily had drunk her way through seven bottles of firewhiskey and was working on her eighth. She tried to forget life and drink away her problems but no matter how many bottles she drank it was never enough. Her mind was clouded over in a hazy mist yet she could still see James' face. She wanted to forget him.
So she drank more. Slowly, she could feel the effects of the whiskey, and slowly felt herself falling into the darkness. Her heart beat faster as she dropped the firewhiskey, the bottle shattering. She dug into a pocket in her robes in search of something. She pulled out a picture of James and held it close as she let the darkness consume her.
'She put that bottle to her head
And pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time
It was bigger
Than the strength she had
To get up off her knees'
Remus was on his way to the kitchen to fetch food for himself and Sirius, since they hadn't gone down to the Great Hall since James died. He didn't even know why he bothered getting the food. They barely even ate it anyway. Remus stepped inside the kitchen and knew something was up. Usually the house elves would be running over to him, but there were none in sight. Instead, they were all crowed around something on the floor.
Upon getting closer he saw a mass of auburn hair and feared what he would see next. The house elves moved out of the way so he could get close and he gasped. There, lying on the floor was Lily unconscious, clutching a picture and a whiskey bottle.
'We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.'
He raced forward to feel a pulse. He felt a slight pulse and that's when he saw the blood. He checked her wrists to see if she slit them too but saw no cut or blood coming from them. It was then he noticed that the blood was coming from her chest. He looked and embedded in her chest, close to her heart, was a giant piece of glass. He tried removing the glass but figured that it would be best if he let Madame Promfrey take care of it. So levitating her he ran to the hospital wing, hoping against hope that he wouldn't lose another friend so soon.
'lalalalalalala
lalalalalalala'
When he arrived Madame Promfrey was busy doing paper work in her office. Remus ran into the run and screamed as loud as he could, despite his cracking voice. "Madame Promfrey! Help! Lily is dying!" Hearing someone yelling outside her office, she stepped out and nearly fainted at what she saw. Blood was dripping off of Remus and was covering the floor. Madame Promfrey rushed Lily to the nearest bed and began her work on her.
After a few moments, Madame Promfrey turned around with a very grim look on her face as she wiped blood onto her apron. "I can not remove the piece of glass in her. If I remove it, she will bleed to death. She's in a slight coma and should be waking up within a few hours. I urge you to go clean up. We don't want you walking around looking like you killed someone. She said walking away. Remus nodded and turned and slowly walked out of the hospital wing, neither noticing the movement coming from Lily's bed.
'lalalalalalala
lalalalalalala'
Lily had heard everything Madame Promfrey had said. Lily was heartbroken about James and had hoped that the whiskey would have killed her. But since the whiskey didn't do its job, she was going to do the only other thing that would surely kill her. So she picked up her tired arms and placed her shaking hands on top of the glass. And with a tear rolling down her cheek she whispered "I love you James, Wait for me I'll be there soon", and pulled.
'lalalalalalala
lalalalalalala'
Three days later there was a huge funeral in the Great Hall for the school's two heads. No one had ever believed they would go this far and commit suicide over each other. But they knew that James and Lily both loved each other, so they really couldn't fully blame them. The families of the two were present. Many tears were shed that day, from both family and friends and teachers.
The teachers buried James and Lily beneath the great Willow Tree by the lake. While walking back to the castle, Sirius turned around and could have sworn he saw James and Lily dancing under the tree in the dying sunlight and smiled to himself. The whiskey lullabies were now over.
'lalalalalalala
lalalalalalala'
A.N. i forgot to put in my other chapter that i do not own the harry potter characters of the song Whiskey Lullaby...also i had to edit this chapter...please revieW nd ill reveiw urs -