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Summary: It seems love just isn't what's in store for Lily Evans and James Potter. After two years in a relationship, they couldn't see why they were still together. Now they try to convince themselves and everyone around them that breaking up really was for the best, even though deep down they are heartbroken. They struggle to find some sort of happiness, sort through confusion, and end up realizing that they were meant for each other. Then all they have to do is put aside their pride and tell each other the truth. Eventually LJ! R&R Please!

Chapter Started: Sunday, February 15, 2009

Chapter Finished: Sunday, February 15, 2009

Chapter Posted: Sunday, February 15, 2009 3:45 pm

Chapter dedicated to: An Aspiring Author

Chapter 16

It was cold, I thought as I felt my body shivering. I opened my eyes and blinked several times before I felt my eyes focus. I was lying in a dark alley in the snow, which was probably why I was so cold. I shifted my body in an angle so I could see the street near by.

There was a pasture, with the sun almost about to rise. I had to guess I was on the edge of a town, but my surrounds told me nothing of my location. There were no signs in my view.

I would have to ask someone--something I did not really feel like doing. I looked to my watch, only to find it was broken because I am positive it isn't one o'clock. I looked farther back behind me. There was a body lying there as well--Griffins, I remembered after a minute. I tried to think back to everything that had happened before, but it was all a blur. The more I think about it, it seems to become more of a blur. Through all this mess in my head, I knew I needed to get back to the Department with Griffins' body.

With this thought, I pushed my body up and cried out in pain. My shoulder and side protested with every movement. I looked down to where I had been lying and found a lot of blood--my wounds had opened back up. I knew I did not have the strength to properly heal them so I left it.

I slowly made my way over to the body and grabbed the collar on her shirt. I dragged her deeper into the alley, just in case someone were to walk by. I was about to apparate with Griffins' body, but then I realized I couldn't disapparate.

I needed to know where I was so I would know how far it was. The farther away from your destination, the more you had to concentrate.

Whipping out my wand, I conjured a patronus and sent it to Eric. I thought I should let him know I was still alive, for the time being. However, I couldn't just sit here waiting around when he wouldn't even know where I was. So with that thought, I grabbed Griffins' icy hand and disapparated.

I couldn't breathe as I appeared out of thin air with Griffins in tow. I tried my hardest to keep my grip on her, but as I landed on top of someone, my grasp slipped and her body was separated from mine. I cried out as I fell to the ground, my shoulder scraped against the gravel, ripping my shirt in the process. I hissed in pain, my vision escaping me. I could hear screaming as I was yanked up from the ground. Then my mind joined my vision in the darkness.

I awoke to someone dabbing a cool cloth on my face. It was warm and comfortable where I laid. I opened my eyes as I tried to sit up.

"Whoa…lay back down," a hand pushed my good shoulder back into the squishy warmth.

My eyes fluttered open before landing on a man sitting beside me. His arm was extended towards me and it belonged to the hand that was dabbing my face. I brought my hand to my head.

"What's going on? Who are you?" I had so many questions running through my mind, that it added to the blur.

"My name is Michael. What's yours?"

"Um…my name is…Lily," I replied unsurely.

"Well, Lily. Would you mind telling me what you were thinking apparating in the middle of a town full of muggles? With a dead body, nevertheless?"

What was I doing with a dead body? I couldn't remember. What was wrong with me?

"I…uh…I don't know," I drew out, racking my brains.

"You don't know," he interrogated.

"That's what I said," I snapped. "The more I try to think about it, the more my head hurts and everything becomes a blur."

"Sorry," he replied sarcastically. "I'm just trying to assess the situation. I mean you apparate with a dead body--"

"A dead body?!?!" I interrupted.

"Yes." He seemed slightly nervous that I did not know this. "Where are you from, Lily?"

I screwed up my face as I though, searching my mind for the answer. I could feel it lingering on the tip of my tongue, but I could not force it out. I didn't even to need to answer because Michael interrupted.

"Never mind. No question right now. I'm thinking your from somewhere in England, judging my your accent."

"Where are we right now?"

"We're in Abbeville, France."

"Oh. I'm sorry, but do you have any medicine? My shoulder and side are killing me?"

"Yes. I'll go get it."

I watched Michael get up from his chair and exited the room. There was some rustling, before Michael reentered the room, carrying a cup.

"Here," he shoved the cup full of purple liquid at me. "This will help with the pain, but it will make you slightly drowsy."

I looked from the cup to him and then back to the cup before I brought the cup to my lips. I swallowed it's contents in one gulp before handing it back to him.

The effects were immediate. I felt my eyes droop as he asked me something about being a muggleborn.

"Where…where am I," I asked, in a weak voice.

"Ms. Evans. Welcome back," a cheerful voice called out. "You're at St. Mungos."

I turned my head in the direction of the voice and found an assistant healer standing at my side along with several other people.

The white room had at least 15 other people besides the assistant healer and myself.

"How did I get here," I questioned, as I attempted to shift into a comfortable position.

"I brought you here," a man said, stepping forward from the group.

"Who are you," I asked. I saw him look to the assistant healer and the group before looking back and answering my question.

"You don't remember me?"

"If I did, I wouldn't have asked you who you are," I snapped.

"Lily, my name is Michael. You apparated into my town and I took you back to my house…"

I couldn't concentrate as he was telling me this story--my head was killing me. He said something about a potion, talking in my sleep, Dumbledore, and London.

"…decided I should bring you here. I had hoped I'd find you family waiting here. And when I walked in with you, this lot nearly took me out. So here we are three days later."

"Three days?"

"Yes."

"I'm so glad your okay, Lily," a girl yelled, before she and another girl threw themselves at me.

I immediately stiffen, not knowing these too girls, but didn't say anything.

"Can someone get me my mum and dad," I requested when the two girls let go.

The room went dead silent at my request, before a man with shoulder length black hair stepped forward.

"Lil, we'll go get your mum. But…" he trailed off.

"But what," I looked to anyone to finish.

Another man with messy hair stepped forward.

"Lily, your dad passed a few years ago," his eyes were downcast.

"What," I asked in disbelief.

"You honestly don't remember, Lily," he brought his eyes up to look into mine.

"No. I…" I could feel the tears streaming out my eyes.

"I think everyone should leave. Let's give her some space," said the man with shoulder length hair.

People looked concerned as they filled out of the room, but I couldn't care. My dad was dead, my mom wasn't here, and I didn't remember anything.

A/N: another short chapter, and I know its not very good, but I tried. It's hard when I'm not getting many reviews, but I do appreciate the one's I have gotten. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this. I'm not sure when the next chapter will be out. Probably in two weeks. This next week I'm finishing up my first class of medical assisting administration. Now, I'll only have 3 more months of classes then my externship. Welp, please review. Thanks.

Jenn

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