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Chapter Two: The Last WishJames just waved over his shoulder as he exited the common room and heading toward the great hall...
Lily burst into the seventh year girl's dormitory and slammed the door behind her. It was empty, thankfully. Lily ran to her bed and threw herself onto it, closing the hangings around her. Then she cried into her pillow. Stupid James Potter, with his stupid hair and false concern. All the girls in my year actually like HIM and envy me! They must all be bloody mad! And with that final thought, she fell asleep.
James walked out of the solid oak doors and was striding on the grounds toward the broom shed. He had to find a way to talk to Lily, to find out what was wrong, and if he could help her if he could. Though he seriously doubted that she would accept his help. After all the times he'd pestered, annoyed, bothered, infuriated, and just made her angry. Ohh well, it's worth a try I guess. I just wish I didn't have to hide my concern for her. Stupid image…
He opened the doors the broom shed and walked inside. He quickly found his Rocket 650, mounted it and flew out of the shed into the cool night air. He did a couple of loop de loops above the castle, enjoying the way the wind mussed his hair even more. Then he made his way, still on the broom, to the seventh year Gryffindor girl's dormitory window. He only hoped that none of the other girls were in there.
Lily had woken up from her short nap in a state of panic. She still had to pack to leave for tomorrow! And then there was that other small problem of her Grandmother's last wish. I need to find s….
But a soft tapping on the window interrupted Lily's thoughts. Lily wiped her eyes, grabbed her wand off the bedside table and crept cautiously over to the curtained window. She heard the latch click and felt a cool breeze filtering through the curtain as the window was opened from the outside.
Lily tightened her grip on her wand in her right hand, preparing herself for who ever or whatever was breaking into the dormitory. Then she threw open the curtain with her left hand...
James Potter was half way through the window. Lily let out a little squeak of surprise. James looked up and while he was distracted his foot caught on the windowpane.
"Whoa!" exclaimed James as his foot caught. Lily's eyes went wide as James came tumbling into the room. She tried to get out of the way but couldn't move in time, so James ended up falling right on top of her. They both fell to the floor, James on top. The Rocket 650 drifted lazily into the room and floated up to the ceiling.
"Uhhfuuf," said Lily as she hit the ground. "Ughh," she said again as James fell on top of her.
"uhhh," said James, as he rolled off of Lily and onto his back on the floor next to her.
Lily was just lying on the floor stunned, shaking her head and rolling her eyes, silently cursing whoever was watching over her fate. She should have known. James Potter…of course it was James Potter that fell through her window. Was someone trying to tell her something?
James had propped himself up on his elbows and was looking at Lily.
"Er, sorry about that…" he started. Lily sat up, looked at James and smacked him in the arm. Not hard, just enough to show she was annoyed.
"Hey!" said James.
"What do you think you're doing?" asked Lily standing up.
"Well you seemed really upset before, so I wanted to come up and make sure you were alright…" he started, looking innocently up at Lily. He noticed her red eyes, the tear tracks running down her cheeks, and the marks that the pillow left on her face. Lily narrowed her eyes, James looked away.
Lily looked suspiciously down at him and then over her shoulder. "Which stupid prat put you up to this?" she asked.
"No one put me up to it…I just…" but he stopped, looking up at her from the floor, again. "You seemed really upset…"
"So you said," said Lily, raising her eyebrows.
"Well," started James hesitantly. "Is there anyway I can help you? Do you want to… to talk about it," he looked up at her with a pained expression, as if talking about it might kill him. "Or can I help take your mind off of it by us doing something…else…" he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"Ugh!" exclaimed Lily indignantly. "I can't believe you just said that!" But in spite of herself she smiled and shook her head.
James saw. "HAHA!" he said slyly. "See? I helped….I made you smile," he grinned.
"Good job," said Lily sarcastically. "Now get out of my dormitory."
"Well, it's not exactly yours it is?" asked James, standing up from the floor. "I mean, you do share it with four other girls…"
"Fine, get out of OUR dormitory!" corrected Lily, grabbing James by his upper arm and dragging him to the door, intending to throw him out of it. He started to protest verbally, and dug his heels into the floor. Lily tugged and tugged at James but he was rooted to the spot.
"Not moving…not until you tell me what's going on…I will get it out of you…notmovingnotmovingnotmovingnotmoving…"
Then she heard it. The other girls in the dormitory were coming up the stairs…
"Oh no!" she cried. "Shut up James!" she pleaded to James who was still babbling.
"Not moving until you tell me what's wrong and if I can help! NOT MOVING NOT MOVING NOT MOVING!" he said louder.
Lily winced. "Sshhh!" she pleaded again.
James looked her in the eye and lowered his voice; the stairs were creaking louder and louder as the girls got nearer and nearer.
"NO, I'm going to start talking and laughing and making sounds…unless you tell me what happened to make you so upset. What was in that letter?"
The voices were getting closer. Lily bit her lip and looked at James.
He wouldn't dare, she thought. He'd get in as much trouble as me. She was studying him closely. He took a breath, getting ready to start babbling again.
Then again, she thought…he never did set much store by the rules…oh bullocks…
"Fine! My grandmother is ill, well… that's putting it mildly." She paused. "She's dying. She has cancer. She was fighting it well but my mother wrote to me and told me that something has happened and I need to go and see her right away because she isn't doing well. So I have to leave tomorrow… and I still haven't found someone to…" she broke off, looking uneasily at James, had she said too much?
"Ohh, Lily…" started James, sentiment in his voice. His hand moved to grip her shoulder but he checked himself.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Yea…HIDE!" and she started pushing him across the room and into her four-poster bed.
"Evans what do you think you're doing?" asked James incredulously.
"Shshh Potter!" exclaimed Lily. "Get in here," she said as she roughly pushed James onto her bed, jumped in herself and whipped the hangings closed. Her foot caught on her unmade sheets and she went crashing down and landed on James's chest.
He looked at her indignantly and opened his mouth to say something about how he disliked being pushed, and pulled about like a rag doll, but Lily placed one of her small hands over his mouth.
"Don't move, don't breath, don't make a sound…" she mouthed. "please… or I'll curse you into next week." Lily took her hand off of James's mouth
The sounds of girl's voices were getting closer to the room.
"Evans," started James. "My broom…"
"Oh my gawd!" Lily peaked her head out of the hangings. She spotted the broom floating at the ceiling. She reached out, grabbed it and pulled it into the hangings just as the door burst open and the four other girls that shared the dormitory piled in. They were talking and laughing loudly, not caring about keeping their voices down if Lily had been sleeping. They couldn't be blamed, it was the holidays tomorrow.
"Ohh did you see James today?"
"MMM, gorgeous!"
"I know!"
There was a collective sigh.
Lily looked wide eyes at James to see if her would keep quiet. He closed his mouth, but he was smiling. His ego just went up about fifteen points.
They could hear the trunks opening and closing as the girls got out their pajamas. James started to pull back the hangings aside to take a peak, but Lily slapped him. The sound was covered by the girls talking, which never even faltered. James gave Lily a look that suggested that he had just been denied a real treat, and then he grinned.
Lily shook her head and decided to get comfortable and she motioned to James to do the same. They would be stuck like this for a while, at least until the girls fell asleep, which could take hours…so lily closed her eyes and started to daydream…
It was a bright sunny day as Lily walked up the short path to her grandmother's house. She knocked on the door and let herself in.
"Lily dear!" exclaimed her grandmother with a smile. "How are you sweetheart?"
"Gram!" cried Lily, as she rushed over to give her grandmother a hug. Her grandmother, whose name was Marie, smiled. She was in her late seventies, with curly silver hair, and green eyes.
" I'm well, and you?" inquired Lily politely.
"I've been better, dear." Said Marie as a wince of pain crossed her face. She clutched her side. Lily put a concerned hand on her grandmother's shoulder.
Her gram brushed it off. "Oh don't fuss… If I need something I'll ask for it…"
Lily just shook her head at her grandmother's stubbornness. Must be where I get it from, she thought.
The afternoon passed pleasantly as Lily and her grandmother talked. Marie asked how Lily was, how school was going -- she seemed particularly interested in Lily's education, then again she was a muggle and witch craft has always been a source of interest – and about any boys that Lily might have her eye on.
"What about that Potter boy you always talk about? The one that annoys you endlessly?"
"James Potter?" asked Lily disgusted. "YUCK! What a complete idiot!"
"Ahhh…." Smiled Marie knowingly, as she nodded her head.
"Don't look at me like that Gram!" said Lily blushing. She looked over her grandmother's head at the clock and jumped up. "Oh Gram, I have to go." She rushed up, gave her gram a hurried hug and headed for the door.
"Lily wait," called Marie.
"Yes Gram?"
"I know I don't have much time left…and watching you grow has been one of my life's simple pleasures. I only want one thing from you next time you visit."
"Of course Gram, anything. What'll it be, sweets?"
"No dear, next time you visit…bring home a boy…"
"Gram!" exclaimed Lily.
"What?" asked her grandmother innocently, her eyes going wide. "You're a gorgeous girl and could get any guy you want!"
"Bye Gram!" called Lily, shaking her head as she left the house.
"Bye darling!" Lily's grandmother called, smiling.
Lily's body twitched involuntarily and she opened her eyes. James was watching her. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek, she brushed it away and sniffed, more tears leaked out of the corner of her eye. James moved toward her and brushed them away.
"What can I do?' he asked quietly.
"Come with me…" Lily said automatically, and then she clapped her hand over her mouth.
James' eyebrows went up in surprise. "What?" he asked thunder struck. "Where?" I really didn't expect it to be this easy…hmm all I had to do was sit in Lily's bed for a couple of hours and she told me how to help…Note-to-self: if one sits with a girl long enough and is concerned, girl will tell what is wrong… I wonder if any other guys know about this?
"My grandmother's last wish was for me to bring a boy home. Come with me, pretend to be my boyfriend…it will make her happy…" she paused and looked up into James' big brown eyes. "Please…"
"Of course I will…" he said, hugging her. Like I would say anything else…
Lily hugged him back and for the first time since she got the letter she felt relieved, almost happy. The feeling scared her and she pulled away, going red. James cleared his throat.
The girls twittered away absently. Lily and James were stuck until they drifted off to sleep, four hours later. They planned to meet in Hogsmeade the next morning at eleven o'clock to catch the Knightbus. Then they sat in silence. Lily drifted off to sleep leaning against one of the four posters of her bed. When the other girls had fallen asleep James picked up Lily and put her on her pillows and under her blankets. He softly touched her cheek and closed the hangings around her. Then, he grabbed his broom, mounted it and flew out the window. He zoomed a few times around the school to let off some of his happiness and then flew to his dormitory window. He knocked on the window and Sirius flung it open.
"Where were you?" asked Sirius accusingly.
"I've got to pack," said James absently.
"Why?" asked Sirius.
"I'm going away for the holidays." He answered innocently.
"With whom?"
"Uhhh…" James faltered.
"Oh no…." said Sirius, knowingly. "With her…."
"Yeah…But you don't know the reason…" said James hurriedly.
"Start explaining Prongs."
And James did.
"Well, then that's alright…family….I get it." He sniffed; he always got sentimental when it came to being really sweet and doing really needed favors.
"Padfoot…are you going…soft?"
"NO!"
"Good. Then help me pack."
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