Guilty Love – by xxNEESHxx

Lily hates James. She always has, and she always will. But what happens when James is seriously sick and it's Lily's fault?

This chapter is dedicated to PadfootRulezz00 again for being my first reviewer, I love u!

Okay, I don't want to moan, but here's the thing. This story has 87 hits, so how come I've only got 3 reviews and 2 reviewers? That's kinda harsh guys. I try my best to get these chapters out as quickly as possible, and it's actually quite hard. It doesn't take that much effort to write just a couple of words, does it? Okay, rant over. Sorry for having a go at you guys

Guilty love

Chapter 3 – can't make him

The Marauders received quite a few strange looks as they raced through the grounds and hallways to the Madame Pomfrey. A few girls even fainted from the sight, but then, how often do you see the hottest guy in school carrying the (close) second?

They paid no mind to the screaming though, and continued running as fast as they could through the halls. They skidded to a halt outside the healing wing, and rushed inside, calling for Madame Pomfrey, who came bustling out of her room.

"What is the reason for all this racket?" she asked crossly

"It's James, ma'am," Peter said, "He won't wake up" Her brows unfolded and she gestured to Sirius to lay James on the bed. He did, and the three of them stood back as Madame Pomfrey examined James.

"Pettigrew." She said shortly.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Go and get Professor Dumbledore. The password is sugar quills." Peter nodded and dashed off, leaving Lupin and Sirius to glance at each other in worry. If she wanted the headmaster there, then James must be seriously ill.

"Madam Pomfrey, what…"

"Not now Mr. Black, I am trying to heal your friend here." Sirius nodded and lapsed into silent worry again. Soon, Dumbledore came striding into the hospital wing with Peter scuttling along behind him.

"Harriet, what is wrong with Mr. Potter?" (A/N, I know that's not Madame Pomfrey's first name, but I don't know what is, so for now, I'm just leaving it as Harriet.) Madame Pomfrey looked at James's friends nervously, but Dumbledore said soothingly.

"You can tell them everything. They need to know as well." She glanced at them again, and then nodded.

"Well, he's caught pneumonia from the cold and exhaustion, but that's not really the problem. I can heal that in an instant, but…." He voice trailed off.

"But what?!?!" Sirius shouted, unable to wait any longer. When both the adults looked at him disapprovingly, he shouted in frustration and slumped down in a chair. Madam Pomfrey continued.

"He has a very serious wizarding disease known as Depressoma. This is when a witch or wizard becomes so depressed that they fall into an irreversible coma." Here she stopped again, for all of James's friends had gasped at the word irreversible, and Peter had begun to cry, Sirius had turned away, trying to control his emotions, but his shoulders were shaking and every now and then he made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a sob, and tears fell down Lupin's face as he tried to comfort his distraught friends. She fluttered her hands, and gave Dumbledore a beseeching look. He cleared his throat and spoke up.

"Boys, we will try to revive him. He is young and resilient; there may therefore be a way to save him. I will look into it, but you must remember that he brought the coma. We cannot make him wake up. But now, the three of you need to go and eat, you have been out in the cold all day and you need to regain energy. You may come back here when you have eaten, okay?" The Marauders looked at each other and sighed.

"Okay" they mumbled, and trudged out.

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There you go then, chapter 3. Please enjoy, again, lots of love to u all. If u review, I'll send u hugs and the first reviewer gets the next chapter dedicated to them!

Goodbye, from the ever great (and oh so humble) xxNEESHxx

Btw, I'm sorry this was quite short, but I needed this to end here. I'm actually just about to write the nest one, so you should get it tomorrow, k?