Chapter 7: Heal me

"I didn't stop, until my legs were tired. By the time I did, I noticed I had gotten all the way to the astronomy tower. It was a cool day, and the air was wisping through my hair. I'll never forget it," Lily said to her son. She was far away and dreamy sounding, but Harry was gurgling like normal with a silly smile on his face. When she didn't continue Harry looked at her with confusion in his eyes. After a moment, Lily noticed and snapped out of it. She grabbed a strand of her hair and tugged on it as she twisted it within her fingers.

"Well, anyway," she added, "I was just fine by myself, sitting on a rough landing on top of a huge tower, all alone. Then, the most extraordinary thing happened…"

…

"Lily?" a familiar voice said right behind her. She turned and was shocked to see Remus standing there. "What are you doing here?" he added.

She twisted to face him as he sat down beside her, and she prayed there weren't tears on her face. "Oh you know, just checking out the scenery."

"Lily," he said suddenly, "are you crying?"

Great, she thought. "No, I'm not crying…I just," what was she going to say? "I'm not crying." She added quickly.

"What happened?" he asked, unfazed by her lie. And she, being rather forthcoming with Remus, admitted.

"James." She put her head down and cried silent tears.

"Oh Merlin," Remus said putting a comforting hand on the small of her back. "What has he done now?"

Lily went on to tell Remus everything that had happened. Meanwhile, Remus' pity and sympathy grew for this little girl. He didn't understand it, but there was something about the way she told the story that made his face grow more and more sad. Lily tried to ignore it, but she saw the looks he gave her, and rather than feeling angry, like she usually would at someone feeling pity for her, she found it relaxing.

"Well, he's James Potter." Remus tried to cool the situation. "He doesn't really think about anything. He just does stuff. It's stupid, but it's who he is."

Lily looked up at him, "then I want nothing to do with him ever again."

And that one speech did it. It sealed her heart and mind. She was done with James Potter's nonsense. She'd rather spend her time with people who actually cared about her.

Like Remus.

She had to admit he was cute. Not exactly her type, but cute. And when it comes to 11 year old girls, how cute their guy friends are actually does matter, even if only in some corner of their minds. Lily was an example of the latter. She never thought about wanting cute friends, but when she looked at Remus she knew it was definitely a plus.

The problem was she didn't really know this guy, and he didn't really know her. They were just thrown together in a moment of hysteria. But maybe that was enough to make friends. Lily didn't really know, she hadn't really ever had friends.

"Why don't we go to the Great Hall together? I'm sure food will cheer you up," he checked his watch, "it's almost dinner time."

She smiled. So he put out his hand to take hers. And she very graciously took it.

…

When she got to the Great Hall, she actually found that she was smiling again. Remus was great company and had so many stories to tell. He was very shy, though, almost as if he felt he didn't deserve her attentions, but he did. Lily was sure that the person who wasn't deserving in this situation was her. She was so happy for the first time in what felt like ages, and then they walked in the doors to the Great Hall.

For a second she was okay, but then she remembered who she would see at dinner. Her face fell. Remus noticed and tried to coach her into walking. "It's okay, Lily. You'll be fine."

They walked along the aisle between Gryffindor's table and Ravenclaw's. Every step took them closer to the spot Lily always sat for dinner. She wouldn't be sitting there today, because she knew who would be there. As she approached her seat, she found something absolutely extraordinary. Potter wasn't sitting there, nor was Black. They were sitting a little farther down the table.

And they were laughing!

They were talking to the Quidditch team and laughing at Potter's jokes. Lily was infuriated. So, she would get to sit in her regular seat, but it seemed that no apology was going to come her way.

Dinner was not a very good idea.

"So I ate some pumpkin pie and dreamt of what an apology would be like from your father. I imagined what he would say or what he would do. But the truth is, your father is charming, but not very apologetic. He doesn't realize when people need it the most, nor does he ever see his own faults. That day, when he hurt me, was just another day for him. In his mind, the world was in a perfect place." Lily finished and looked down and Harry once more. His eyes were bright and swimming. Those green eyes were so intense, so much more than her own. In those orbs she saw intellect, humor, fearlessness, and sympathy. He was an amazing blend of his parents. She was glad he didn't get the bad things, though she knew they would pop up eventually: Lily's temper, and James' carelessness. They were in there somewhere.

Harry giggled, and then she saw another trait of her husband: mischief.

A/N: Okay, I do a lot of character stuff in here for a while. Most of it is like what you see in that paragraph above. It's Lily telling us what he was like. I hope you enjoy it. The next chapter is my favorite. I know this one is short, but the next one is done, for the most part and it is really really long. I hope you like this! I'll try to get the next one up soon! Thanks guys and dolls!