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Chapter Six: Broken

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"Is that Lily?"

"No."

"Is that Lily?"

"No."

"Is that Lily?"

"No."

"Oh for the love of god, is THAT Lily?"

"Oh. It's you, Potter." The Lily Evans shifted from her place in the great hall to where Peter, Remus, Sirius and the amnesia-stricken James were sitting. "What now?"

"So you're Lily…" James eyed her curiously, like a baby seeing a toy for the first time. Lily shrunk away at his gaze. It was creepy. James Potter had NEVER stared at her in that way before, and she didn't want him to start now. Lily felt something pierce through her heart as she stared into James' blank eyes. There was no recognition in those hazel orbs, no recollection of everything he had put her through or any of the euphoric emotions that usually surfaced upon seeing her. Lily shivered. Why was the absence of such things bothering her so much?

And how had she subconsciously remembered so many details about his eyes?

"…Hello James," she murmured, without second thought. As soon as the words escaped her lips, she mentally hit herself. If this was an act, Potter would never let her forget that she had used his first name as she addressed him. She prepared herself for the humiliation that would surely follow –

None came.

"Oh, so you do know me! Then… why don't I know you?" James inquired. Lily stared into the boy's emotionless eyes and remained silent.

"…I think we should go now, James." Remus glanced nervously at Lily before dragging his fellow Marauders out of the hall, leaving the girl still standing, lost, behind them.

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Lily was sitting by the lake, clutching her knees. Scarf wrapped around her neck, the girl peered into the depthless waters before her and was about to get up and leave when a figure appeared beside her and sat down.

"…Hi Lily," the sandy-haired boy said gently.

"Oh! Hi Remus," Lily smiled. A fake smile, she thought.

"Are you okay? You don't look too –"

"I'm fine! Really! I'm fine!" Lily cut him off, a little too quickly by Remus' reckoning. Lily started to get up, "I've got to go now so –" Remus stared straight into Lily's emerald eyes and willed her to stay.

"You can't go, Lily. I need to talk to you."

"Oh, if it's about the Prefects' meeting, I already know. The meeting is next Saturday, right? I'll be there, don't worry." Lily's brain was telling her to step away from the boy, but her feet were planted firmly on the ground.

"Sit down, Lily." Lily, as if hypnotised, sank to the grassy hill again.

"It's about James. Anyway, I sort of accidentally jinxed him and… he's forgotten you, Lily." Lily laughed.

"Is this some sort of joke? To get me to go out with James?" Remus tried to decipher the denial in her eyes and could practically feel the girl's heart beating faster than the rhythm of the gentle splashes of the lake created by the squid.

Finally, he wrapped his arms around the broken girl and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Lily didn't resist and began to spill every emotion to her confidant.

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"Prongs! Prongs! I gotcha tie!"

"Padfoot you stray mutt!" James ignored the irony behind his insult, "Gimme back my tie!"

"Oh, but you look good without it," Peter said, sitting on the floor of the dormitory and watching his friends struggle over James' tie. Sirius gave Peter a sceptical look that said 'you're queer.' Peter, being the smart cookie he is, understood the message and blushed crimson.

"Padfoot! I'm serious! Why won't you give me back my tie?"

"Because you look so good without it," Sirius purred, mocking Peter, which only made the shorter boy flush a deeper shade of red -- so dark that he now resembled an incredibly bright tomato.

"You – give – that – back – now!" James snarled, clawing in the air for the tie, and successfully retrieving it from his dark-haired friend as he simultaneously pushed him to the ground – onto Peter.

Sirius broke free of the kiss and spluttered, grabbing his tongue and spitting everywhere in sight. He scrambled around the floor (still clutching his tongue) and yelled "Squorjify!", resulting in pink bubbles to fill up his mouth. He choked as he realised he couldn't exactly breath properly (smart guy, that Sirius Black is), resulting in him running to the bathroom and swallowing the soapy substance, pink bubbles and all, in a desperate attempt to breathe.

Meanwhile, Peter was still on the floor, looking dazed.

"I've always wondered what a kiss would feel like," He said, touching his lips.

"Oh My God!" Sirius shrieked, and hiccuped. A single pink bubble escaped and floated into the air as he did so. "I – kissed – a – guy!"

"Well actually Sirius, Peter hardly qualifies as a guy, wouldn't you say?" James remarked, trying to keep himself from bursting into howls of laughter.

"You – shut up! This is your fault!" Sirius stormed over to his glasses-wearing friend and buried his face into what he thought was a soft cushion and instead banged his head against the hard surface of the bedside table (Sirius' 20/20 vision was completely swept out the window by a certain miscalled spell resulting in pink bubbles floating up to his brain).

"OW!" James yelled. Peter came rushing to his aid, immediately holding two fingers against his friend's jugular vein.

"He's alive!" He affirmed.

"At this point, I couldn't care less if he was dead!" Sirius huffed, still spitting everywhere. "Ugh! Rat germs!"

"Padfoot! I could've died!" James yelled, clutching his now badly bruised forehead. "Wait… Hey! I remember who Lily is now!"

Sirius temporarily forgot about his own problem and stared back at James.

"Really? You do? REALLY? This is wonderful! Splendid! We have to tell Moony! Where is he, by the way?"

"He said he was going down to the lake for a while," Peter said, breathing in and out as his mother had advised him to do whenever something drastic had happened to prevent a heart attack or stroke. James grinned, and practically skipped over the window, ready to open it and yell out to the lake below where Remus was and tell him the news about his complete recovery.

He froze in his tracks.

As he looked down below, trees swaying in the beautiful sunshine of today, he saw Remus Lupin, Lily Evans in his arms.