Lily said her voice very tired. "Hello could I not come. Oh, where is Harry?"
"He is asleep in Sirius' arms."
"Lily,I am so terribly..."
"Lily,I hear you don't want to open James' coffin. I knew you didn't love him."
Lily looked at the source of the voice and saw a young woman named Debbie Hamilton, heir to one of the most famous pureblood families in America who had immigrated to England with her mother when she was 7. Debbie always belived James was hers until at one of the Potter Christmas balls James showed up with his muggleborn girlfriend. This upseted a lot of families. They kept thinking why would James ruin his bloodline. And what was more surprising for them was the fact that Euphemia and Fleamont had no problem with this. Lily looked at the Debbie:
"What do you mean I didn't love him? How dare you?"
"Well I mean you don't even care about him enough to even open his coffin. You're living with his best friend, who I'm sure you are seducing so that when he dies as well you can be rich and have destroyed two pureblood families."
If this wasn't James funeral Lily would have slapped Debbie.
"How dare you insult me on my husband's funeral, A man I truly loved? How dare you accuse me of something like that? I live wherever I please but for your information I am no seducing my dead husband's best friend."
"Fine, then open his coffin." And she left thinking she has defeated Lily. "Lily, dear, can I say something?"
"Yes, please Augusta"
"When my father died, Frank was ten years old And he had bever seen a dead body before. I didn't want to upset him so I decided that I would not open his coffin. I got the same comments you just got. So I decided to show why I didn't want to see my father one last time. When they opened the coffin Frank paled for a second he touched him and said he really is gone isn't he and when I nodded he stared crying and screaming. You see my father and Farnk spent their majority of time together. It was hard to see him like that. After a look of "I told you so" to the crowd I helped him up and dragged him away until he calmed down. On the way home he said thank you for letting me see him one last time. I'm not saying Harry is going to do same but I belive Harry might benefit from this. He might remember James' face and also you will get those rude purebloods off your back. it's a win win situation. But this is just an opinion"
"Oh thank you that might be a good idea...excuse me, I'm ganna go and find Sirius"
"Alright dear take care now."
"Thank you"
Lily started roaming through the crowd looking for the dead boy's partner in crime. "Hey Sirius." Lily said. He looked back at her. "Shhhhhh. He just went to sleep"
"Oh right sorry...anyway I decided ti open his coffin."
"You WHAT?"
Harry woke up and looked startled. After examining the people around him, he started crying and saying Mama in between his screams. "Give him to me. Shhhhhhhh it's allright Harry, mama has you now. Shhhhhhh." She said as she shot a death glare to Sirius. "Why would you scream like that? Are you mad, you tosser?"
"Yeah, yeah, sorry about that Evans"
"It's Potter you git. How many times do I have to tall you that? You would think after about three bloody years you would remember that by now." She said angrily "Lils, people are looking lower your voice"
"Fine, anyway I want to open it.I think all of us deserve to see him one last time right?"
"Yeah but don't you think it's best if Harry's not around?"
"No I think that might help him remember what James looked like when he grows up. Right?"
"Fine, do it but be careful people might be snarky."
"Oh I know. I a muggleborn who married a pureblood blood traitor. I know all about how snarky people can get."
The coffin was on the ground and it was slowly opened by two men. Lily kneeled beside the coffin and touched James' cold skin and moved her hand to his chest where his beautiful heart used to beat. She waited for god knows how long, she kept waiting for the heart to magically start beating again. Wasn't James a wizard? Surely he could come back from the dead. If anyone could come back it was James Potter, right? But no matter how long she waited his heart stayed still. It did not start to beat again no matter how long she tried to make it move with her glare. Lily kissed James' forehead and whispered in his ear:
"James, we will be fine. Don't you dare worry now. I will give birth to this baby and I will raise both it and Harry proudly. I will teach them the values we had,the values you died for. I will tell them about who you were: a toerag that became the love of my life and a hero. Padfoot and Moony are here, they will help. Don't you worry now. Be good yeah? Be good and wait for me. I will come when I can. I love you."
Lily stood and realized James' face was a bit wet probably because of the rain of her tears. She took Harry from Sirius and kneeled down again and said "Harry let's say..."
"Dada!"
Harry said laughing thinking James was back from his long journey. But he wasn't. He would never be back. Lily saw what happened that night in Harry's nursery happen again. Lily could only see her son's tears and his moans begging for Dada to return. Harry who had stood up by himself leaned forward and touched James' face while crying and saying Dada. He felt James' cold skin and cried harder. It was like the little boy understood that since his father was this cold he could not return. It was like the little boy realized that the coldness of Dada's skin meant death, meant he would not be back, meant he couldn't pick him up again kiss or cuddle him again, meant he could never bounce the little boy on his knees ever again. Lily quickly picked Harry up and left to calm him down but no one could ever forget the way Harry's hands were grabbing the air as he tried to get out of Lily's arms and come back to James' dead body. No one could forget the way Harry begged James to awnser him. No one could ever forget the way Harry screamed and cried for his father. Debbie never forgot that scene and always remembered Lily's "I Told You So" face as walked away with her crying son in her arms. After an hour Lily came back and gave a sleeping Harry to Rumes. Harry's little face was very wet much like Lily's. It appeared that Lily and her little son had mourned on their own. Lily went up to the public and said "When James and I met I never thought that I would marry the idiot." Everyone laughed, remembering how much if an idiot he was. And she continued with her speech. At the end of her speech she said. "James loved muggle poet Mary Elizabeth Frye. He made me promise him that I would read her poem "Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep" at his funeral. At the time it seemed so far away but now... "
she sobbed. After a few seconds she cleared her throat:
"Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die."
Lily cried as she read the poem trying to belive what James made her say. Since most of James close frinds were dead and his family were dead as well, only three other people gave speeches at his funeral: Sirius Black,Remus Lupin and James' favorite teacher at Hogwarts Minerva McGonagall. All speeches were beautiful. James was buried. Lily cried her eyes out as Sirius amd Remus let the tears drop silently. Before leaving to talk to Molly Lily took one long look at James' tombstone:
James Fleamont Potter A War Hero Who Faught Against You-Know-Who A Loving Son, Husband, Father And Friend He May Be Gone But He Will Never Be forgotten May He Rest In peace
She let the tears wet her face as she turned away to talk to Molly. "Hi Molly."
"Hello dear. I am so terribly sorry."
"Thank you. I...I don't know what to say. I..."
She looked at Molly and for moment saw a kindness she only saw in her mother's eyes. "I need a favor to ask."
"Anything dear."
"I'm pregnant and I was hoping you could help me sometimes. You know, babysitting Harry when I have to ho to a healer. Or helping me take care of Harry and this one when it's born. But no pressure really."
"Of course dear. How can I not?"
Lily nodded slowly "Thank you so much you don't know what this means to me." She said as she started crying and hugged Molly.
Hey you guys. So I decided to update earlier in honor of Halloween, the James and Lily Potter died. The oneshot I posted in honor of Halloween at midnight is not related to this story at all. So please don't forget to review. I would love to read your opinions and act accordingly in the future. Love you. Happy Halloween. ( although it's not really happy for us Potterheads now is it?)