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"Who Done It?"
Chapter Three: A Reunion Of Sorts
His name was James Potter. Her name was Lily Lupin. He was a grieving friend. She was a widow. It was the first time they had seen each other in over two years.
James was sitting on his couch staring at the unmoved chess pieces when he heard the knock. He opened his door to a red and puffy eyed Lily.
"James..." Lily whispered pathetically.
Without a word, James pulled his Ex into a loving embrace. Lily buried her face into James's muscular chest. James could feel her soaking his shirt. Lily looked up when she felt tears in her hair. The two pulled away from each other and tried to compose themselves while James closed the door. The man and woman took seats on opposite side of the livingroom, James in his armchair and Lily on his couch.
Lily ran her hand over a white pawn. Remus was always white. Lily sniffled.
"Pawn to B3."
James responded and they finished the game, starting over ever time they completed a game, not bothering to keep score of who won. It was just something to keep their minds off the inevitable. Occasionally one would sniffle or wipe their eyes and the other would pass them the tissues. This continued until dawn, at which point, with another warm hug, Lily departed.
James sat back down on his couch and continued his staring match with the white king.
Well there's the next chapter. The muses are away on vacation and my hand hurts so I apologize if this sucks. It's really, really short I know, but it has the longest paragraph of all three chapters. I think I'll rest my hand now and go watch a inspiring movie. Ttfn, ta ta for now buddies.