Story Title: Love of Two Generations: The First

Chapter Title: Family

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/Publishing Date: August 28th, 2004

Author's Note: Another chapter! This chapter is mainly introducing yet another character and... Well... you'll have to read to find out the rest, I thought it was pretty exciting though! The first part of this is the last bit of the original! That's right all the new stuff is newly put into my head! Hehehe... I'm evil! Anyways, this isn't very long... I hope you like it anyways!

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Weeks went by and the halls of Hogwarts became considerably quieter compared to the usual echoes of jokes and laughter. The four boys notoriously known for their constant pranks hadn't pulled one since Lily had disappeared. Students walked almost silently to each class making slight sounds of sighing or coughing when they felt the need. Classes were uncontrollably boring and all Professors became even more downtrodden as they watched three of the four Marauders eat in complete silence. The school lacked its natural vibrancy and all the students were aware of the reason.

The snow still lay on the Hogwarts grounds; all but a small patch beside the lake lay untouched. Compared to James the school seemed to be cheery, he moved like a robot from class to class and began to eat his meals after everyone else had finished. He sat in the Kitchen's late at night with the House Elves to entertain him. He hadn't spoken since he had come back from the hospital with Professor Dumbledore, Remus and Sirius. He had got up late after the other boys and skipped breakfast only to be late for his first class everyday. Going to bed late every night he sat in the darkness of the Common Room with a sketchbook or notebook tucked under his arm.

It was the forty-third day of complete silence from James and when he finally spoke although nobody but Professor Dumbledore and the portraits surrounding his office heard. "Professor? May I go see her?" he questioned on a Friday afternoon after his last class.

The professor smiled at the boy in front of him and nodded slightly, "Of course. First thing tomorrow you may go by floo." James nodded and turned to leave the office. Dumbledore's voice stopped him as he reached for the handle, "And James? Say hello for me." James nodded once again before walking out. Dumbledore leant back in his chair and folded his hands in his lap. He exhaled deeply, that boy would never be the same with out Lily Evans.

Lily sat on a wooden swing under a very large oak tree. The swing hung from a large branch above her head. Her hair fell loosely behind her in curls and she wore a white flowing dress similar to the one her mother had been wearing. She sat in silence, the wind blowing her hair lightly and the bright sun shining down on her pale skin. A squirrel sat above her head filling its mouth with acorns and she leant against the rope and smiled as she felt hands on her back. The hands pushed her lightly so she would swing and she pumped her legs and began swinging higher and higher laughing loudly.

She was home...

Saturday came and James arrived in Professor Dumbledore's office at ten o'clock sharp to floo to St. Mungo's. The Headmaster quickly sent him on his was and he arrived in the lobby of St. Mungo's within seconds. He nodded to the woman at the front desk and slowly made his way to Lily's room. He looked at the grey door in front of him and took a deep breath before reaching for the handle and opening it slowly. He looked inside the room to see Jake and Mark Evans on either side of Lily. He gave them a small smile as the twins looked up.

"Alright James?" questioned Mark as he stood up to greet the raven-haired boy.

James shrugged and responded quietly looking at his feet, "Been better. Alright?"

Mark nodded then turned to Jake, "We should go. Dad will probably be by soon and I'm sure James wants his privacy." Jake stood, kissed Lily's forehead and left the room after Mark leaving James alone in the room. He took the seat Mark had occupied and began to stare at Lily's still form. Not speaking a word or moving at all he sat and stared. He didn't here the sliding of the door as it opened and closed as he sat in his own world. He didn't notice the seat beside his own become in use.

James sighed largely and was brought from his thoughts by the new occupant of the seat to his right. "You know. It's rude to stare," the man commented. James snorted and looked to the man taking in his dishevelled appearance. The man was unknown to James but as he observed the many features of his face his eyes widened in realization. He recognized the man's green, vibrant eyes. Eyes that he had not seen for over a month. The man sat shrugged over his own small, skinny body staring at James. James smiled lightly at the man as he brushed away the paling blond hair from his forehead; this was Lily's father.

"John Evans," the man introduced himself holding his hand out for James to take. James took it eagerly peering into the man's tired, weary eyes.

"James Potter."

John Evans gave James a small smile letting a small sparkle in his eye escape through the dreariness. "You're the one that saved her then?" he questioned dropping his hand.

James shrugged and replied sadly, "I wouldn't say saved. More like I killed her. If I hadn't of meddled she wouldn't be here."

"No," Mr Evans replied lifting his left arm to grip James' shoulder. "She'd be dead. She wouldn't have had a chance at all." He paused and turned James to face him directly in his chair. "She's a strong girl she is, but despite what she may say she can't handle the world. Thank-you," he whispered before standing and leaving the room.

James sat facing the now empty chair wondering what had just happened between himself and John Evans. He looked at his hands then back to Lily and around at he devices around her. 'Bloody Muggle devices,' he thought as he watched the strange clear liquid drip from the bag into the tube and into Lily's arm.

He sighed and looked at Lily's still features. Her usually creamy skin appeared pale and blotchy and her short hair had grown over an inch since she had arrived at St. Mungo's and over four since she had first cut it. He turned back towards her and took her hand once more leaning to kiss her forehead softly. He sat back in his chair and after many minutes in silence began to speak.

"Hogwarts hasn't been the same without you. Everything is so quiet and Marie hasn't smiled since she arrived back from holidays. You'd be proud of us though, we haven't pulled a prank since you left. Haven't had the heart, no point to it without you there to scold us for tormenting a Slytherin. I've spoken to no one but Dumbledore since we got back, I suppose the whole school thinks I've gone dumb," he stopped and sighed loudly; he didn't know what to say to her. It was a one sided conversation and he had never been good at talking to himself, or even writing letters. She probably wasn't aware of his presence at all.

Tears filled his eyes; taking a deep calming breath he patted her red locks away from her face softly and let her hand rest on the blue sheets. He stood and kissed Lily's cheek, "Good-bye Lily Evans. I love you." He wiped his eyes of any tears before leaving the hospital room. He didn't plan on going back, ever.

A fortnight passed and James slowly became himself again. Sirius, Remus, Marie and Peter continuously wondered what had happened the day he had went to St. Mungo's and what had happened in his head. With the sudden change of James Potter's mood Hogwarts was slowly returning to its normal state. Even without the help of the other three boys James had managed to pull a prank on every single Slytherin in two days. Slytherins had approached Remus and Sirius asking them to keep James away but they could just shrug. James acted as if Lily Evans had never gone to Hogwarts, as if he'd never met her.

Marie watched from afar as James became the Gryffindor clown once again, as he acted like her best friend had meant nothing to him. He sat with the other boys talking animatedly at meals as the other three sat looking at their food and shooting looks to each other. James had finally resulted in calling himself and the others the "Marauders" to the whole school and Samantha Laurence had called them that every day.

Marie turned away in disgust as he ranted on about the Quidditch World Cup the next summer and how he already had tickets. Could he just forget about Lily after all the things he had put her through? It had all changed the day he had gone to see her and Marie could tell something was different the moment he had come into the Common Room smiling after his visit. He held himself differently, smiling at the lot of them and trying to open large conversations with anyone who would listen.

It was a Monday that Marie had finally cracked. James had waltzed into the Gryffindor Common Room smiling and shooting sexy grins to some of the fifth year girls. "Hey guys," he exclaimed plopping down into an overstuffed armchair. He smiled at the other Marauders then turned serious leaning forward, "Have you heard about who has a chance at the finals this year? The Wasps! Can you believe it?"

Remus and Sirius stared at James eyebrows raised, "James? Are you all right?" questioned Peter. He made a motion of feeling James' head only to be swatted away by James.

"Of course I am! The suns out, it's a beautiful day! Hey, is anyone up for a snowball fight? The snow will be gone soon," he replied laughing at Peter. Marie felt tears sting her eyes as she looked on at the scene. She was tired of crying because James had forgotten. James forgot about Lily, forgot about his love and life. He forgot.

She was sick of it. Marie stood quickly and walked to the chair James had seated himself in. He turned to her and as he lifted one large eyebrow questioning her she drew her hand back and slapped him hard across the face.

"What the bloody hell was that for?" he yelled grasping his cheek and giving Marie a stricken look. She shook herself inwardly and looked at him before grabbing his wrist roughly and pulling him out of the portrait hole behind her.

Once inside an old classroom near the tower Marie turned on her heels towards James again and punched him square in the nose. "How dare you!" she yelled. "How dare you forget about her! How dare you act like nothing happened," she began to scream.

"What do you mean? How dare I forget about whom?" exclaimed James. He held his nose tightly as Peter had ran to get him a towel to stop the bleeding and Sirius and Remus stood behind him after following the two.

Marie fumed as she stared at James wide-eyed, "Have you lost your mind? You actually did forget about her didn't you...?"

James looked puzzled; he took the towel Peter held for him and raised his eyebrows questioningly at Marie. "I think I should be asking you that question. Have you gone bonkers? Whom have I forgotten about?"

Marie lifted her arm to hit him again and he took a step back just as Remus caught her arm and pulled her into a large hug. "He doesn't know what he's talking about. Just leave him."

Marie hugged Remus tightly before collapsing in tears into his shoulder muttering out, "He forgot about Lily..." Remus stroked her hair softly allowing her to cry and looked at James expectantly.

James looked at the two then to Sirius before gasping and walking swiftly passed the group of students. He walked as fast as he could out of the school and across the snow that was left on the ground. He reached the Dark Forest quickly and sat on the first large boulder that he could find in the darkness. He sat for a while before placing his head in his hands and crying.

He had tried to forget. Tried to go back to normal but no one would allow it. It had hurt to be so happy while the only girl he had ever cared for was lying in the hospital nearly dead. He sighed deeply and wiped his eyes roughly, would he ever be able to live without her?

"We miss you in charms class. Professor Flitwick is going nutters without his star pupil answering his difficult questions." The girl sitting beside the redhead paused and took a deep breath. She searched the plain room for a subject, not finding one she said the first thing that came to mind.

"They're moving you to Hogwarts soon. They suppose maybe with the familiar settings it'll help... I doubt it."

"He's forgotten you Lily. I... I tried to tell him, to remind him and... he's left." Marie Finnigan sat beside the hospital bed with her arms folded into her lap, legs crossed. She looked at Lily painfully, "Not physically of course. He walks the halls like a ghost and hardly attends class anymore. When he does he sits there watching the ceiling and ignoring the Professor. Been given detention three times this week for it. I mean he's gone mental, like he's been given the Dementor's kiss."

She watched her friend breath through the tube attached through her throat and shivered. This was no way to live; it wasn't living. It was being controlled and made to live. She sighed and pushed the strand of hair from Lily's face, it was torture to see her friend like this.

"Marie?" Marie sat up quickly and turned to face the now open door behind her.

She looked at the boy standing there and bit her lip to hold back the tears. She stood up quickly and was engulfed by the dark arms of her older brother. Crying into his shoulder she mumbled, "Oh David I'm not sure what to do." He gently stroked her hair and hugged her tightly letting her cry.

When Marie had finished letting her tears fall David pulled away from her and took a good look at Lily's unconscious form. He looked to Marie and wiped a tear from her cheek before moving her towards the seat beside Lily. He took the seat next to her and leaned back making himself comfortable.

"Two months?" he questioned and took Marie's hand as she nodded quietly. "How are you? I've heard that Dumbledore has asked for her to be transferred, are you going to be OK with that?" Marie nodded and gave him a small smile. David Finnigan squeezed her hand once more before standing and sitting on the bed beside Lily.

"What are they doing to you?" He questioned her form softly. David had grown up with Marie and Lily. Being Marie's older brother he had always felt that he deserved to pester and had always had a small crush on Lily. Marie had told him at Christmas about Lily and James and their secret love. Fortunately David had realized that summer that what he felt for Lily was just platonic.

He took Marie's hand in his and turned to look at her, "Marie. If something happens to Little Red while they're moving her I want you to contact me as soon as possible." Marie nodded and looked down at their hands letting a tear escape her already bloodshot eyes. She stood and dusted herself off and stood at David's side peering at her best friend.

They had always been like sisters. They told each other everything and always informed the other of upcoming events in their lives. Lily was to be Marie's made of honour and Marie Lily's. Marie bit her lip making it bleed as she tried to stop herself from crying. She was nudged from her thoughts by David's arm and glanced at his flushed face as he questioned her.

"They're taking her off the artificial respirators a week before they transfer her; to check if she could survive without the help. The bleeding finally stopped and they did a blood transfusion two weeks ago to remove as much of the gelsemium from her blood as possible." Marie paused and looked again at Lily, "David I don't think she's going to survive."

David shook his head pulling Marie in for another hug as he let a tear run down his cheek. "Don't lose hope on me little sis', anything's possible."

"I'm sorry Albus. During the transfer to Hogwarts a nerve was pinched and she was sent into cardiac arrest. We... we lost her."

James sat against the wall outside the hospital wing as the Healer's from St. Mungo's informed Dumbledore of her death. He brought his knees to his chest and closed his eyes leaning his head against the cold stonewall. Dumbledore had informed himself, Marie, Sirius, Remus and Peter that they were to transfer Lily to Hogwarts that day. She had successfully survived when they removed the tubes that had helped her to breath the week before and finally when they had tried to transfer her something had gone wrong.

He sat outside the door restricting the tears in his eyes to fall as he watched the inside of his eyelids. He heard Marie's scream of discrepancy and closed his fists tightly hitting his head against the wall behind him. This wasn't right. This wasn't happening, she couldn't be dead. It was crazy... he was crazy. He was obviously hearing things and Dumbledore and the Healer's were mistaken and Lily would wake up and come running out from the doors beside him at any moment.

He opened his eyes expectantly and looked to his left. Nothing. Hallucinating once again. Hoping too much. He took in a deep shaky breath and stood. Looking up the corridor to his right he turned on his heels and began to run.

"Prongs!" He kept running and the long dark corridor in front of him began to grow longer and brighter until he had to stop to cover his eyes with his forearm. "James, wake up!"