The first sound James heard was the sound of a lawnmower.
He'd heard of the Muggle invention of course — he had seen it at Lily's house when he'd visited her parents, and Lily had told him it was used to cut the grass when it got too tall.
But wait — he'd been fighting some Death Eaters; they'd been ambushed in Hogsmeade. So where the hell was he?
James sat up quickly, his hand groping around for his wand. He felt something long and smooth and wooden next to his leg and let out a relieved sigh. If nothing else, he could defend him.
The door burst open and a red-haired girl barged in, her emerald green eyes sparkling. "James, you lazy arse, aren't you going to get up?" She was smiling and James reeled as he recognized her.
"Lily?"
"Of course it's me," she said, tilting her head to the side. "Who else were you expecting, your boyfriend Sirius?"
What in Merlin's name was doing here? James gaped at her.
"Oh lighten up, it was just a joke," she said, rolling her eyes. "Come downstairs when you've brushed and gotten your sense of humor back. Sirius wants to talk to you about a lyric for a song you two came up."
Lyric...song...what? Was he a singer?
"Y-Yeah," he said shakily. Lily smiled again which was like a bolt of electricity to the heart, and she walked out, her hips swaying. Despite himself, James stared.
When she was out of earshot, James swung his legs out of bed and gazed at his wand. Would it work? Only one way to find out.
"Avis," he said, but nothing happened. Desperately, he tried a few more spells with no result. Now on the verge of panic, he flung the useless wand across the room.
Fuck, he was trapped in this magic-less world, utterly defenseless, with a Lily who apparently lived with him. Oh, and he had no memory of that ever happening. The last thing he'd ever known was Lily screaming his name as the Death Eater had struck him down. He remembered her lips parted as she begged for him to stay awake, that help was coming.
They hadn't been friends. They hadn't been dating. They'd been walking the line in between.
And now he was here, trapped in this realm where Lily was his girlfriend, wife, or something that wasn't a friend. He was a musician or singer or something related to that, and he was a shit singer.
James stood. He wasn't going to accomplish anything just sitting around and waiting for someone to rescue him.
He was going to find his own way out.
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