Story Title: Love of Two Generations: The First

Chapter Title: Awakening

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...

Publishing Date: September 1, 2004

Author's Note: I'm apologizing in advance if this chapter isn't up to par... I'm not in the best shape right now, my best friend's moving away in the next few days and I'm having a rough time. I hope you like the chapter anyways; I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen in between big events...

Do to many requests in reviews you'll all be happy with this chapter, I hope! It isn't very long but it's exciting, to me at least! Thanks for all the reviews!

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liz: Ok, so the majority of my reviews for this chapter were from you but that's alright! Lol, it's not as good as you seem to think though, but thank-you for liking it! To answer your question this is just a pass-time... if I end up writing when I'm older who knows... it would be very fun though.

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"Lily...Lily, it's time to go..."

"Where?"

"Back..."

"Prongs buddy, wake up." James' eyes burst open to be met with the dark blurry eyes of his best friend. He looked at Sirius' concerned face and quickly wiped the tears that had fallen in his sleep. He sat up away from the wall bumping his head hard against his friend's. Reaching for his glasses he had set beside him on the floor he placed them on his nose and rubbed his forehead.

"Is she here?" Were the only words that escaped James' lips. Sirius stood slowly rubbing his forehead and nodded towards the door to James' left. James looked at the large wooden doors and stood slowly beside Sirius wondering if he should go in.

"She made it here fine and she's doing well," Sirius explained. "She's breathing on her own now but the Healer's say it's possible for her to have a relapse at any moment. Madame Pomfrey will need to keep a very close eye on her condition. You can go see her if you'd like," Sirius offered. James looked down at his hands and shook his head before peering at Sirius painfully.

"I dreamt she died Padfoot," he paused and took a deep breath. Sirius urged him to continue, James bit his lip, "It was so real. I was sure that it was actually happening." Sirius nodded in understanding and patted his friend softly on the back to comfort him.

"Don't worry, she's still here..."

"But for how long?"

It was high. The tallest tower of the school, the closest to the stars and as James Potter stood at the window he took a deep breath embracing the chill of the cold March breeze. It had been three weeks since he had dreamt Lily's death and been awoken by Sirius. He had chosen to ignore all conversation or events consisting of Lily Evans and the possibility of her death.

They had shared their first kiss where he stood. He closed his eyes recalling what he had felt that night. Bliss. As innocent as the kiss had been, for the few milliseconds that his lips had brushed against hers he had been in heaven. He looked up into the starry sky, at the large full moon in front of him and shivered.

He should have gone with the others. Remus needed him and the last three months he had had only Sirius and Peter. He jumped as a loud howl emitted from the Forbidden Forest and shook the night. Wondering what mischief Remus and the others had gotten into he inhaled deeply drawing in the darkness.

He swiped his hair from his face and took a deep breath stepping onto the window ledge and sitting with his legs hanging over the outside. He had sat in that position for hours many a night since Christmas and began to feel accustomed to the silence and the purity of the night. Every night when he had chosen to go to bed late he sat in the Astronomy Tower thinking and turning his thoughts over in his mind.

A thought had crossed his mind days before of jumping from the tall tower and being with Lily but he had withdrawn from the thought. He was not suicidal; if Lily were to die he would simply go insane. He wouldn't choose to end his life he would choose to live it in a hospital for the mentally ill. He would be happy there.

He chuckled lightly at his strange thoughts and looked down at the grass at the base of the tower. He released the ledge from his grip and balanced holding his arms out to his side and lifting his chin to again, inhale the night's air. If he chose not to go crazy he would choose to live in that tower.

"You know..." a soft, scratchy voice came from the door behind him. "You wouldn't be able to get back up from there if you were to fall." Stopping himself from falling James grabbed onto the wall beside him and quickly threw his legs over the side to face the door. It was dark in the tower and he could make out only the small form of a female. He quickly stood and took a few steps closer to find who the girl was and gasped in realization.

"But..." he stuttered. He took another step towards her and had no more suspicions about whom this figure was. In front of him stood a Gryffindor robe clad Lily Evans smiling at his shocked and unbelieving face.

"What? Not happy to see me?" she questioned letting the playfulness in her rough voice shine through. James let out a great sigh and took three strides towards her engulfing her small form in his strong arms. He hugged her as tightly as he could letting her warmth fill him with happiness and for the first time in three weeks he really smiled.

She let a small gasp of pain escape her small lips and James pulled away quickly looking into her eyes nervously. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." She shook her head and took a step away from him undoing the latch of the black robe she wore. She pulled one side away to reveal the bandage that covered her middle.

James nodded and then furrowed his brow, "When... when did you wake up? Pomfrey surely wouldn't have let you leave the Hospital Wing." He took a step towards her as she did the robe up and placed his hand lightly on her shoulder, making sure not to apply any pressure.

She smiled up at him and shrugged, "Two weeks ago. I thought you'd come and pester me as soon as I had woken up but you didn't. Sirius told me that you hadn't been listening to him or anyone for that matter when they spoke of my recovery." She laughed lightly and placed her right hand on top his and stroked his fingers lightly leaving them burning from her touch, the hairs on his neck standing.

"You're not paralysed... Professor Dumbledore said that there was a large possibility that you'd never walk again because of the poison. But here you are." James lifted his left hand and pushed some hair from her forehead. He could tell that she hadn't fully recovered and she was having a hard time staying a foot so with a swift movement he had lifted her into his arms and placed her in one of the chairs that faced out towards the night sky.

She let a laugh escape her lips as she was placed down and James knelt at her knees holding one of her hands. "I can't believe you're alive and here with me right now..." he commented softly pushing another piece of hair from her face. She smirked and peered into his large hazel eyes hidden behind his black wire-framed glasses.

"My mother told me I had to come back. And I'd never argue with my mother," she explained lightly. James chuckled but became serious as she continued, "She told me someone here needed me still." James tensed up as Lily reached forward to pull his glasses from his face. She folded them softly and placed them on the floor beside her chair. She sat straight cradling his face in her weak hands. She gazed into his eyes and took in his appearance, "How often have you slept in the last few months?"

James pulled back from her grasp and reached for his glasses replying reluctantly, "Enough."

Lily stopped him and grasped his face again making him look at her, "Don't lie to me. How often have you actually had a good nights sleep?" James dropped his shoulders and stopped himself from reaching for his glasses. He looked at her and let his head tilt before shrugging.

"What does it matter? I can sleep now knowing that you'll be alright." Lily frowned at the sound of completion in his tone and nodded, clearing her throat. The frustration in his eyes ebbed away as he looked into Lily's eyes and he began to smile slightly. She ran her hands over his face massaging some of the lines that had formed away and after a few short minutes she pulled away and bent to give him his glasses again.

James took his glasses back and kept looking into her eyes. After minutes of the same intensity her eyes began to shift nervously. James lifted onto his knees fully once again and brushed one hand across her flushed cheek.

Realizing what James Potter was about to do Lily pulled away abruptly and held out her hand, "Friends."

James looked at her as if his heart was just ripped in two and he nodded sadly. He began to stand and held his hand out for her to take. He pulled her up slowly and when she was upright he smiled, "We should get you back before Pomfrey has kittens." Lily laughed quietly and nodded in agreement. James held his arm out to her and she took it with a brief nod and let the minority of her weight rest on him.

"So, what's this I hear about the Slytherins approaching Sirius and Remus to ask you to stop pranking them?" James looked at Lily, then letting his head fall back a great laugh echoed through the corridor.

"Master," chorused a voice from the large door. "Master there is news of the girl." The man in the green emperor's chair turned quickly pushing the small man in the black cloak to continue, "She's awoken."

"Lily?"

"Yes James?"

"What was it like? I mean... while you were sleeping?"

"It was amazing..."

James lay opposite Lily on her bed in the Hospital Wing peering at the high ceiling. He had snuck in after hours using his invisibility cloak and he and Lily had sat up all night talking and laughing quietly with each other. He sat up quickly and looked at her as she lay with her eyes closed almost asleep. He laughed and began counting her toes that sat beside his head. Squirming at his touch she finally opened her eyes laughing at him and pulled her feet close to her and away from him.

"How was it amazing?"

She smiled at him and sat up straight biting her lip thoughtfully, "I saw my mother... It was like I was in a large, constant dream that felt so... real." Lily stopped and stared at his neutral expression wondering what he was thinking. "What are you thinking?" she questioned out loud touching his hand softly.

He looked at her grinning, "That I'm going to be in much trouble for this. That you should be sleeping right now, getting better so that you don't get overly tired. And that I should be sleeping also so that for once in the last three months I can pay attention in class." He kept looking at her expression as he began to show his worry towards her health.

Rolled her eyes dramatically Lily replied, "I've slept enough in the last three months. I'll be alright, no need to worry."

James paused and stared at Lily. Looking her over he asked, "What else did your mother say to you?"

Lily looked up shocked and stared at James wide-eyed. Her brow furrowed and she looked down at her hands as they began to fidget in her lap, "I'm not sure. I just remember seeing her and she told me that... 'he was crying for me' and that it 'wasn't my time'... I didn't want to come back." She leant against her pillow and the back of the bed shrugging, "I guess I didn't have a choice."

"You wanted to die?"

"There would be no more worries and no more people to judge me and say that I'm not good enough," She continued without acknowledging James' question, her voice still a bit coarse from lack of use. "There'd be no Voldemort trying to kill me or torture me, and no..." She paused and glanced up at James, "And no you to play with me." She looked back at her hands quickly and James' shoulders fell in dismay.

"I think I should be going now," James muttered standing and fixing the sheets that he had lain on. He lifted the silvery cloak from the floor beside the bed and nodded towards Lily before walking towards the door.

"Oh James... You're so temperamental," She sighed out. Lily sat up straight again. As he continued to walk from the infirmary she slapped her arms down hard onto her legs, "James!" She gave up with a growl of defeat as he closed the door behind him and fell back again onto her pillows. What was she to do now?

She continued to sit in her spot and peer at the door willing James to come back through. After five minutes of this she gave up and began to stare at the ceiling. The school seemed to have gotten a long just fine while she was 'gone'. Marie had told her of James' reactions and moods during the months and Lily had worried greatly about him until she had seen him in the Astronomy Tower earlier that night.

She yawned loudly making a strange sound in the back of her throat and giggled at it. It was strange how after so long she could still be in a good mood even with her back still aching and her inability to walk properly. She slipped her hands underneath her back and tried to reach where the knife had punctured her skin unsuccessfully. She sighed and sufficed to tracing the now scarred mark on her left arm with her index finger.

She frowned and grabbed for her arm as a long shock of pain travelled through it almost burning the insides. Pulling her hand away soon after the pain subsided she searched her arm for any sign of splitting or burning. Not finding any marks she laid back again and sighed deeply.

"Another day over only thirty thousand, four hundred and seventy-seven to go," she mumbled. She closed her eyes and willed herself to fall asleep listening to the darkness of the infirmary. Minutes later her breathing evened out and she fell into slumber dreaming of a dark haired boy and a crimson haired woman.