Story Title: Love of Two Generations: The First

Chapter Title: No Presence?

Disclaimer: All people and recognizable places belong to and were taken out of J.K. Rowling's amazing mind. Plot and some characters belong to me.

Author: Chewy

Summary: In a world of Witches, Wizards, Trolls, and magnificent Beasts, the tale of four different people unravels to engulf the world in luminosity. Can true love blossom from true hate? Can two opposites come together to form a bond so powerful it could save the world? Only TIME can tell…

Re-publishing Date: August 11, 2005

Author's Note: All right, back to revising once again. I'm hoping these chapters are a little more true to character. I found James too nervous at some parts so… I changed it. Hope you like.

"I - I can explain everything," stuttered James. He glanced at her leg poking out from the comforter as he held his hands up in surrender.

"Well you better start," Lily ordered as she glared at him. James mused to himself silently, that glare was one Lily Evans saved specifically for him, James Potter.

James opened his mouth in order to reply but then shut it, what was he supposed to tell her? That he over heard a group of supposed Death Eaters in a classroom speaking about kidnapping a girl in the school and he just so happened to believe it was she? His brow furrowed as he looked at his feet, then shrugging. He told her just that.

As James finished Lily's left nicely groomed eyebrow lifted and a smirk replaced her glare, "Why would you think they were speaking of me? Did they actually say my name?"

James once again opened his mouth to speak. Pausing first he replied dejectedly, "Well no, but they spoke of the girl's brothers visiting for the week and I thought there weren't any other students who had family visiting. I don't know I just… sorry for disturbing you."

James turned to leave then stopped and turned back to the girl and was rewarded with a confused expression. "Why won't you let me love you?" When she opened her mouth to protest he held up a hand to keep her quiet. "Yes, you've told me why you won't give me a chance, but why won't you let me love you?"

Lily let out a great barking laugh much like Sirius's before replying, "There's no such thing as love Potter, only lust. Even that is scarce in the world these days." She looked down at her hands that had pulled the covers over her when she had first spotted Potter. Realizing that her bed robes covered what there was to see she placed the edge of the covers back on the bed and stared up at James as he spoke.

"You don't love your family? Your brothers, your dad, your mum?" James took a step closer to her and the bed and she squeezed her eyes tight shut.

She opened her eyes again and looked deep into James's hazel orbs, "My mum's dead."

James gasped, "I… I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"It's all right, she died when I was six," she replied coolly no longer looking him in the eye. James nodded silently to himself before she continued in a slight whisper, "And that's not love. That's family, platonic, it's required. It's caring for someone. Love is a sham. It's just a word. You should know that with all the hearts you've broken."

She paused and took a deep breath, "You say you love someone but it's just a phrase. People say it everyday no matter how they feel even if they know what they're experiencing isn't love. The feeling one gets when they're 'in love' can't be described by a simple word, it's a mixture of feelings, of unexplainable…things." She stopped again and laughed, "What am I even saying? I don't even know what it feels like and I'm speaking like I'm Leonardo DeVinci or someone of that calibre."

James took a seat on Lily's bed and watched her eyes as she spoke. They held a certain calm within them that made James think Lily did not believe what she spoke.

"Perhaps that's why you think it false," he whispered more to himself than the young woman sitting across from him.

Lily gave him a puzzled expression, looking into his eyes trying to find the answer within.

"Because you've never felt it. You haven't found the right person to share it with or perchance you have and haven't comprehended it yet," he continued, only stopping when he had no more words. He looked to Lily, a tear rolling down her cheek. He reached to wipe it from her porcelain face but she quickly retreated from his touch.

"As I said before, love is false. It has no presence in this world. Don't try to tell me otherwise, I'll not listen," she replaced her façade making the action of moving James from her bed before he took hold of her wrist stopping her and forcing their eyes to meet.

He let her wrist fall before scooting closer to her and taking the soft velvet of her left cheek in his right hand bringing it nearer to his own. He curled his hand under her chin, stroking her cheek with his rough thumb whispering, "Let me try," before softly placing his lips on top hers for the second time that night.

The kiss was virtuous, but unlike the previous meeting of their lips Lily returned the kiss, lifting her hand and softly placing it against his chest. It paused there before pushing slightly against him causing him to break away peering into her eyes. Lily continued to gaze into his hazel eyes trying to transmit her thoughts to him. As if it had worked, his eyes widened and he jumped from his sitting position on her bed.

"I – I'm s – sorry, I didn't mean – I – I should go," he stuttered very quickly before grabbing the forgotten invisibility cloak and running from the girl's dormitory, letting the door close with a loud bang that would surely wake a few of the other girls.

Lily watched as he stumbled and fled from the room.

Letting out a large sigh she fell back onto her soft mattress. She reached her shaking hand to her left cheek and closed her eyes. She felt the sudden lack of warmth that had just resided in that spot. What was happening to her…?

lust: n. strong sexual desire; any strong desire; passionate desire (for).
"Prong? Prongs!"

"What?"

"What's up with you this week Jim? Ever since Jake and Mark arrived you've been… in another world," Sirius commented offhandedly, piling eggs and bacon onto his already over filled plate.

A week had passed since James went to check on Lily and he had been gloomy and distracted ever since, constantly bumping into people and missing full conversations. James found he thought about Lily at every moment of the day. He'd been caught staring at the back of her head many times by Remus and received a very knowing look each time. It was almost creepy. But every time he thought about her or stared during classes he continued to wonder about what she had told him.

"Hello boys, Remus, what's for breakfast?" asked Mark, his unmistakably red hair falling in front of his eyes as he peered over Remus' shoulder and scrunched his nose.

"Same as yesterday my good brother. Eggs, eggs, and surprise, more eggs. With of course some greatly appreciated pumpkin juice. Great mixture if I do say so myself," Jake noted, taking the open seat beside Remus. He poked his index finger into the scrambled eggs sitting in the centre of the table before pulling his hand back and settling for a glass of said pumpkin juice.

"Why the long and oh so concentrated face James?" Mark questioned placing a piece of egg in his mouth then spitting out, "never did like the eggs here…."

"What?" exclaimed James again, pulled from his trance. He peered at Mark like he was expecting something before registering the question.

Mark's pale blue eyes peered at James questioning. His ginger hair fell over his face tickling his nose as he nudged James to answer the question. "Oh… just something on my mind." James stared down at the food on his plate and started pushing it around with his fork, leaning his cheek onto his left hand.

"Aren't you two leaving tomorrow?" asked Peter, spitting bits of food over the table. James looked up suddenly at the two, a thought striking him. James stared between the two twins, their eyes being the only thing to set them apart.

"Yes, that's why we've planned something for tomorrow. It'll be amazing!" Mark explained waving his hands and then sighing in wonderment.

"Has anyone seen Lily this morning?" questioned Jake, looking to the doors of the Great Hall with his bright green eyes, furrowing his brow. The others shook their heads, excluding James who had gone back to pushing his food around at the mention of the red-haired beauty.

"She's just finishing her shower," commented Marie standing behind James. "She was up tossing and turning all night, hardly got a wink of sleep. She's started having nightmares again."

She plopped down beside James and took a spoonful of eggs onto her plate giving Mark and Jake a concerned look. They glanced at each quickly and jumped when James finally spoke again.

"Again? When did she have them before?" The slight sound of worry resonated through his voice and he tried to cover it up with an overdramatic cough before Mark answered.

"She had them in her first and second years here. She used to tell us about them then she just stopped having them I guess," Jake explained, shrugging.

James nodded pensively before standing up quickly and rushing out of the great hall, elbowing Marie's plate in the process causing her food to fall all over her. She emitted a loud curse towards his retreating back.

Jake raised an inquisitive eyebrow looking to Sirius and Remus, "Does he always rush out in the middle of a conversation?" They merely nodded with a shrug and went back to eating their eggs and toast.

distraction: v. draw the attention of (a person) away something; entertain; unable to concentrate, preoccupied.
Lily, by now had finished her shower and was tiredly lifting her white blouse over her shoulders, slowly stretching her neck out. She pulled her skirt over her small hips and began to do up the buttons on her blouse when there was a loud knock on the wooden door leading to the dorm. "Who is it? I'm a little busy at the moment," she called to the mysterious person on the reverse side of the door.

"It's me," called a masculine voice.

She raised her eyebrows slowly, rolling her eyes she shook her head, "Who's 'me'?" she inquired. She felt her stomach do a small flip-flop but pushed the feeling away.

"James," replied the now known voice. She gasped quietly, quickly buttoning the remaining latches of her shirt and tucking it in to her plaid skirt. She quickly sat at her vanity and picked up her brush and gave her wet hair a comb before speaking a loud 'come in'. The door slowly creaked open and James' head poked in, he appeared red in the face and sounded like he had been jogging. He opened the door more and stepped into the dorm, broom in hand and hair as mussed as usual.

"Umm, Finnigan said something about you having nightmares, I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to talk about them," he suggested, taking a seat on her already made bed, setting the broom at his feet. He looked down at his hands before looking up at her now standing figure. "I was just wondering if you needed to… talk."

Lily sighed and her once uptight and straight shoulders dropped slightly, "They're none of your concern. If I wanted to speak to anyone I'd speak with my brothers or Marie." Lily paused and walked over to him sitting on the bed across from him. She gave him a puzzled look before continuing, "Why so concerned all of a sudden?"

"No reason," he replied quickly. He looked down again and started fiddling with the knee of his uniform. He stood unexpectedly and stuffed his hands into his pockets, "Breakfast is probably over so we might as well go to class. Care to walk with me?" he questioned, and for some reason crossed his fingers in the deep recesses of his pockets.

Lily looked down at her hands and then back up giving him a small smile, "Actually I have to finish up here first. Why don't you go on without me? I'll see you in class, yeah?"

James nodded and bent down to pick his broom off the floor, "Going to need this to get down." He let a nervous laugh escape his lips, clearing his throat to cover it quickly. After receiving an amused smile from Lily he promptly turned and walked from the room with a curt nod.

nightmare: n. very bad dream; very unpleasant experience.
"Good morning class!" exclaimed the small wizard standing on his mound of books. He looked around with his small eyes at the students before continuing, "today we will be learning an extremely old but rather interesting charm. It is said it has only been used once in the age of wizardry and even then used improperly." His small voice resounded around the room as his sixth year students looked at him with interest.

He smiled, "It is one of the most ancient charms on the planet, created even before the founders of Hogwarts were born, and if you know the history of this school that's a rather long time ago," he laughed out loud trying to make the joke funny. When know students laughed other than a few uncomfortable Hufflepuff's in the front row he cleared his throat and continued, "Does anyone have any ideas which charm this is?" He peered around the room at the students getting slightly less interested, "Anyone? Well, it is the -," he was hastily cut off as the classroom door flew open and hit the wall roughly.

"Sorry Professor, lost track of time," Lily gave him a weak smile before he nodded to her and she took a seat.

"That's alright five points from Gryffindor. Be sure to come to class on time from now on." Lily nodded and took out her textbook quietly as Professor Flitwick proceeded with his lecture. "As I was saying the charm is known as 'The Saviour'. Any ideas?"

Lily examined the classroom before lifting her hand. When Flitwick nodded to her again she began to explain, "The Saviour has multiple uses and they can be good or bad. The reason it hasn't been used more than once, and even then badly, is because it backfires if it's not used for the proper reasons, or of course it's pronounced incorrect. If it's pronounced incorrectly, the caster of the charm could in fact be killed or worse, cursed for a life of great loneliness and unhappy luck."

"Very good Ms. Evans, five points back to Gryffindor for that remarkable answer, plus five more!" Awarded the Professor. Lily looked silently down at her books with a small smile playing at her lips.

"Now, can anyone other than Ms. Evans tell me the uses for this charm?" Professor Flitwick watched as students started to scan through their textbooks trying to find the information. James raised his hand slowly.

"Mr. Potter? Any ideas?"

"I'm not sure about this, but it's used to enable a soul to travel into another body, right?" Professor Flitwick nodded and James continued, "Say I was killed in a fight or something noble. If I had performed the charm correctly in my life, then my soul would be transferred into a newborn baby or the essence of it would be transferred into my heir if I were to have one. It's a type of… reincarnation, is it not?" He questioned.

The Professor clapped his oversized hands happily towards James, "That's exactly it! Incarnation in the workings! Anyone else know other uses, how you are able to cast this unique charm? Ms. Morgan!"

"It can be used to save one's life! Like a protection charm but stronger, the strongest it can get is it's used for the caster's true love," Emily Morgan smiled confidently, shooting a smile towards James.

Lily snorted, "True love? That's a load of rubbish; the concept of true love doesn't seem logical in my opinion. Especially to be used with a spell. How would you know that the said person is your true love?"

"It can also be brewed as a potion and consumed. It's just as effective, the only disadvantage being that if brewed incorrectly, it's fatal within hours. It would be a slow and painful death for the drinker because it would eat you from the inside out," explained Severus Snape, disregarding Lily's question. Lily winced at the description and looked up at James as he raised his hand slowly.

"It can be used as a locating charm also. Used to locate loved ones, lost loves, friends, it's the most powerful of the three things it's used for. Of course the only way the locating charm will work is if you are looking for a very close person to you and you care for them deeply. To put it bluntly, love is the key to it," he stopped quickly, glancing at Lily and catching her eye before she quickly looked away. The class fell silent and looked at James and the Professor. He looked down at the parchment in front of him, his face heating up.

"Very good Mr. Potter! Twenty points for Gryffindor! Love is the key to anything immortal and the greatest feeling in the world. I'm amazed at the knowledge this class has on this! Nearly everyone has done their reading! Now, everyone place your wands down and please read what I've written on the board with me, 'Lesavora Carnatio Prolocate Rosson'."

Flitwick clasped his hands together letting his smile illuminate his face and he once again glanced around the classroom. Many students continued to gaze at the board with questioning expressions; others sat moving their mouths in strange ways trying to pronounce the simple incantation, and a few sat looking around the classroom bored during the Professor's pause.

"Do not perform this charm," Flitwick continued, giving certain students firm looks of suspicion.

"This charm is banned from Hogwarts because of the dangers of a single word being muttered from a student's lips. If this charm is used you will be expelled without a second chance." The majority of the class jumped from their stupors as the end of class bell resounded through the classroom.

"Homework," the class groaned. "Two foot essay on 'The Saviour' charm. I expect no less than two feet! Twenty-four inches! Sixty centimetres! Six hundred millimetres! Realistically sized writing please!"

The students slowly stood, packing their things then proceeded to leave the class in a large line out the door. Lily and Marie walked from the classroom following a sixth year Hufflepuff, five feet from the open door Lily was rudely pushed hard in the back causing her to topple over and her books to plunk over the floor. She sat up quickly, rubbing her now bruised elbow and turning to look at the culprit.

"Look who it is, the mudblood know-it-all who doesn't believe in truelove. Could it be? Could this opinion of hers be because she'll never have true love?" Lucius Malfoy drawled, kicking 'Hogwarts: A History' farther down the hall. Lily glared at him, opening her mouth to defend herself.

"Sod off Malfoy and leave her alone. She's none of your concern," shot an irritated James Potter from behind Malfoy, twirling his wand in his fingers. Lily rolled her eyes dramatically and lifted her strewn out books from the floor.

"Stay out of this Potter or you'll find yourself six feet under by my doing," smirked Malfoy, looking to his friends with an impressive expression.

"You know, I'd rather be murdered by Voldemort himself than let his follower have the pleasure," retorted James glaring at him. If looks could kill at that moment, James would not be the one six feet underground.

"I'd keep your threats to yourself if I were you Malfoy."

Lucius Malfoy sneered and turned away from James, "C'mon guys, they're not worth our time and attention." With that the group of six scurried off, Lucius letting out a boisterous laugh half way down the hallway.

James rolled his eyes then looked to Lily who had stopped picking up her books from the ground and stared at the stonewall in front of her. "You OK Evans?" he asked, she nodded and continued to raise her books from the floor and place them back into her book bag.

"You didn't have to do that," she said, looking at him with her delicate eyebrow raised. "I could have taken care of it myself."

"I was just trying to help," he replied, helping her get her books together. "Malfoy's a bugger and no one should have to put up with his annoying and arrogant ways."

"Look who's talking," she said under her breath. James looked up as she continued, her voice getting more forceful. "Well you don't have to do that, I can take care of myself. I don't need you around protecting my every move. I'm a big girl. I can tie my own shoes and everything."

"Well, better be off! Don't want to be late for class, coming James?" Remus called out, trying to save James from another row with Lily Evans.

Lily glared at James and he stood up nodding to Remus, "Yes, let's go."

They walked off leaving Lily and Marie to pick up her books. Marie stared at Lily as she sighed and looked after James' back.

"Lily, is there something going on between you and James Potter?" Marie inquired, placing Lily's last book into her bag. Lily looked up and shook her head, a dazed expression crossing her face. Marie nodded slowly then shook her head silently when Lily had gone back to looking down the now deserted hallway. Her friend heaved her up and pulled her to her next class.

"C'mon Lils, we have to go."

The day had passed reasonably quickly. Lily only yelled at James twice in her next class when she had caught him staring at her with a puzzling expression. Other than those few times, Lily had been able to be civil to the boy. By dinner, all she wanted to do was eat.

"I would like you all to help me say a very large Hogwarts goodbye to Jake and Mark Evans as this is their last night visiting with us." A chorus of 'awes' came from the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables and hoots from the Slytherin's.

"We were honoured to have you visit with us and I would like to thank you for adding some spirit to our school once again. We hope to have you next year for a second time as well," finished Professor Dumbledore, on his feet and a twinkle in his bright blue eyes as he stared at the two men.

They laughed and stood from their temporary seats at the Head table and walked in front of it, standing on the small platform where they had first been sorted. Mark looked at Jake and grinned before looking at the students and taking a large over dramatic bow, making the action of falling over in the process. He stood straight again and as his brother bowed began to speak, "As always we'd like to go out with a bang."

"So instead of playing a prank," continued Jake, "on the students."

"We've decided to prank the Professor's." With this statement from Mark a few Professors at the Head's table grabbed pieces of their hair pulling it in front of their eyes and checking if it had changed. The students in the Hall laughed as Professor Whitoker, the Arithmancy Professor stood to check for any sign of a tail.

Jake smiled at the students watching intently before continuing with their explanation," Since we're not students -,"

"We can't get in trouble! Also to add to our -,"

"Untimely departure! We've put together a rather interesting,"

"And fantastic, I might add," interrupted Mark.

"Yes, fantastic slide show! Professor Dumbledore! Lights please?" asked Jake sitting down on the platform. As the candles in the Hall were all extinguished a bright white screen appeared behind the Head's table. Everyone's eyes focused on the screen and watched fixedly as words started to appear.

An Evans Presentation

A combination of moments through out the years at Hogwarts!

'Laughs'

Combined and edited by Lily Evans

Lily beamed as the show began and a picture flew across the screen of a group of Slytherin's as overgrown chickens. The Hall burst into laughter save for the Slytherin's who found it quite revolting. As the next picture came into view music started to play in the background. Although it wasn't real music it was just as effective, the sound of the Evan's brothers 'do-doing' resonated through the Hall, adding to the slide show.

Pictures passed over the screen of Slytherin's standing with pink hair in drag and anything else imaginable. A single picture came into view of Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy as hippos wearing purple frilly bathing suits; the whole Hall were clenching their sides with laughter.

As the slide show neared the end it became more serious with moving pictures of students together smiling and laughing. There were no pranks being played, no pink or green hair, just normal students, together. From these pictures came sadder pictures showing students in tears, the headings on these remorseful visuals read things like, 'Please Do Not Forget Us,' and 'We'll Always Be With You." The Hall fell silent, tears coming to the eyes of some as pictures of families and students who had been tortured or killed by Voldemort and his followers were shown.

A tear slid down Lily's cheek as the close to last picture zoomed across the screen before pausing. It was the Evans family, Lily in the middle surrounded by her brothers, sister and parents. Marie took Lily's hand under the table and Lily felt James' eyes on her back as the picture changed.

After more pictures flew across the screen a last picture appeared; a wizard photo of James and Lily. Lily could be seen chasing James with a pail some sort of blue liquid on the grounds of Hogwarts. The two had to be fourth year or younger, smiles appearing on their faces even through the obvious torture. As the screen slowly faded Lily could be seen dumping the large pail over James' dark head then rubbing in what seemed to be blue paint into his shirt and hair.

The Hall burst into much needed laughter once again as the words, 'The End' sailed across the screen showing the last picture of a group of students laughing, the music subsiding. The candles slowly re-illuminated causing the screen to disappear once again. Lily looked back at James with a small smile crossing her face, she caught his eye and he returned the smile, shaking his head. She laughed out loud and turned back to watch her brothers as they continued with their farewell.

"We would like to say a large thank-you to our darling sister for putting that together for us. When she had time, we'll never know," added Jake, smiling at Lily and starting the applause off. Lily stood and took a short bow before plopping down again.

"Now," Jake continued, looking down at James and his friends. "If you'll please do the honours."

The four boys nodded and stood, pointing to the ceiling. With a 'bang' large pieces of confetti started to fall and the students began laughing when they turned to face the Head's table. Each Professor had been turned a different colour than the one beside them.

Jake and Mark took a large bow, followed by the confetti doers and ran over to Lily and Marie giving them large hugs as the laughter continued to roll through the Hall.

James watched as he continued to stand with his friends and grinned widely. Lily did love after all, even if she wouldn't admit it to herself.

"Oh, I'll miss you so much! Why can't you stay longer?" Lily asked her brothers, embracing them the next morning, right before they left. She stepped away after a minute and pouted.

"Now don't you go pouting, we can't stay any longer. We could only get a week from work and even that was a bit much," explained Mark apologetically pulling her in for another hug.

"We'll come visit next year and you two can come and stay with us for a while this summer. You can be our guinea pigs for our new invention. We haven't tested it yet and it's just a sweet but we have a feeling it's going to be big! That's a promise," erupted Jake, hugging Marie.

"It better be," commented Lily. "What's it going to be called?"

"Cockroach Clusters!" The twins answered in unison. "Can't you picture it now? In the mouths of every Hogwarts student in the world?"

Lily scrunched up her nose at the name and questioned, "You really think they'll be big?"

"Of course!" replied Mark enthusiastically, shaking Remus and Sirius' hands.

"See you guys next year and good luck with the cockroach things," exclaimed Remus and Marie simultaneously. The smiled at each other then laughed loudly.

"Well, we're off!" Stated Jake. "Love you Lily," he continued, kissing her cheek then followed Mark out of the Entrance Hall and out of the school.

"Love you too!" she called to their retreating backs. Lily turned around to the four boys and Marie and raised an eyebrow at the grin on James' face. She started to feel uncomfortable under his gaze, "What?"

He laughed, "You do love."

It wasn't a question, it was a statement and Lily sighed loudly and made an obscene gesture towards the boy. He placed a cheesy grin on his face and made the action of catching it and placing it into his pocket and patting it enthusiastically. She turned her head and rolled her eyes before heading into the Great Hall for breakfast, Marie trailing behind her.

Good-bye: Sayonara, aurevoir, ciao, adios, abschied, adeus.