Disclaimer: not mine...

Okay, first of all, I'd like to thank my amazing reviewer, SiriuslyFunnywho reviewed every chapter of my story, no matter how pointless! Also, the plot has come back, but in this chapter there will be a MAJOR twist. No flames please, because in my opinion this twist is not really all that far-fetched.

Lily was sitting outside by the lake. She loved the feeling of the wind passing through her thick hair. She loved the smell of the water, and all of the little things that came with it. And so she sat. Her bare feet in the water, staring out at the nothingness.

James was watching her. He watched as she smiled when the wind blew softly at her face. He knew that she loved it. He knew that he loved her.

Absurd, I know. An eleven year old boy in love. But, he was. And he knew it. It was the way that she smiled. The sound of her laugh. But, he knew that she didn't love him back.

He knew that she wouldn't love him back for a long time. But he knew. He knew that one day, she would. He would just have to wait.

The next morning James and his friends went downstairs to the great hall. They all immediately walked over to Lily and her friends.

"Hi Flower. 'Sup?" James asked

Lily ignored him completely. Parker then turned to her schedule.

"9:00, Potions" Parker read.

They all headed down to the dungeons. Once everybody arrived, the professor began to speak.

"Now, you may not think that potions is a useful branch of magic. But, you thought wrong. Potions very well may be one of the most helpful, and dangerous types of magic that there is. I will teach you all you need to know. But, take heed, if you do not listen to my words you could end up injured, or worse."

Following this statement, there was complete silence. The Professor began to speak again.

"This potion is very complex for you age. I warn you, do not drop your cauldron. If this potion makes contact with the floor, it will produce a thick fog. You will not be able to see in the fog AT ALL. It will not take very much to trip and hurt yourself. The directions are on the board."

The class immediately began to work.

"Hey, Sirius."

"What Jamie?"

"Don't call me Jamie!"

"Why not... Jamie?"

BOOM

Just as Professor Slughorn had said, a thick white fog filled the room.

"Crap! See what you made me do Sirius. I can't believe i knocked that over! You distracted me!"

BAM

"What was that James? Did you fall?"

"No you twit. I didn't fall."

Then, the smoke disappeared. What it revealed was everybody, including Slughorn sitting in a shocked silence. Suddenly, James realized that a certain red head wasn't visible.

He stood, and saw, to his horror, Lily Evans, lying unconscious in front of his desk, her face turning a sickly green color, and blood slowly pooling around of here head.

"Everybody stay put. I'm going to go get help. STAY PUT MR.POTTER!" Professor Slughorn said as James made a move towards Lily.

"B-B-But Professor, Lil-"

"Mr. Potter, kindly be quite so I can go get assistance"

"But Prof-"

"ENOUGH MR. POTTER!" the professor bellowed as he left the room.

As soon as the door shut, James picked Lily up and left for the hospital wing. James cried the whole way, knowing that her pain was his fault. Only when Madame Pomfrey removed her from him, did he realize that he was soaked in Lily's blood.

James visited Lily everyday. Finally, during one of his visits, about a week after 'the accident' Lily woke up.

"Lily!" James exclaimed.

"Who are you," Lily asked groggily.

"James! Don't you... remember me?"

"No." Lily stated. "Where are the spork people?"

"Spork people?" James questioned, confused.

"Yes, the spork people!"

"I'm sorry Lily, I don't know."

Lily took out her wand.

"Meeple, keeple, jeeple, bring me back my spork people."

James had to fight back a laugh. I mean come on, there is no way that that spell would work. But, to James surprise, a bag popped up in front of Lily.

She emptied the bag's contents. In it were a bunch of sporks, with faces glued to them.

Then, she began to play with them, talking to them like real people.

James jumped up and ran to get everyone who would come.

15 minutes later, Alice, Parker, Stephanie, Remus, Sirius, and Peter were in the room with James. Each went up to her, and introduced themselves.

"Hi Lily. Do you remember me?"

Each asked the same question. Each was given the same answer. No. Except for Sirius. Before he even opened his mouth, he heard a squeal of delight.

"Siri! Is that you? I can't believe it, you look so old."

Sirius stared at her. Then, something clicked.

"Lily? Lily Evans. THAT Lily Evans? No! There is no WAY that this is happening. Not now!"

Everybody watched the two is shock. Lily looked up at Sirius.

"Where are we Siri? How come you didn't write me? How come, after years of years of not seeing each other, you haven't even given me a hug?" She said accusingly.

"Sorry Lils. I didn't recognize you for a sec."

He then scooped her up in a bone crushing hug. After which, they continued to talk (everybody else still watching in shock) until Madame Pomfrey ushered them out.

"What the heck was that!" James exclaimed.

Sirius looked at the floor for a minute before explaining.

"Me and Lily used to live next door to each other. We were best friends. We hung out all the time. We knew everything about each other. Then, one day Lily found out that she was a witch.

"We had been hanging out at my house, and I accidentally left my wand out. She picked it up and made up a spell, just for the fun of it. Neither of us expected for the spell to work. Well, my mom found out. The next day, Lily came over to my house. My mother answered the door.

"She looked at Lily screamed 'Mudblood' and beat her unconscious with a broom. When she came around, My mother erased her memories. Soon after, Lily and her parents moved to another part of London, and Lily didn't realize that she was a witch until she was eleven.

"I had forgotten about her. I didn't want to remember the pain she underwent at the hands of my mother, so, I forgot about he completely."

At this, Sirius couldn't contain this emotions any longer, and broke into sobs. He rolled over on his bed, and wouldn't answer when James called his name.

After a while, James turned off the light. He lay down, but stayed up long into the night thinking about what he had just heard, and listening to Sirius' sobs, which continued long after James finally fell asleep.