Disclaimer: I don't own any of this story. It's all J.K.'s and her loveliness. We love you, Madme Rowling.

Days progressed and Lily grew closer to the Potters and James. Some nights, James came in to sleep with Lily during the night because he claimed he was cold. Two weeks had passed and finally, it was Sirius's turn to leave. One night, James was sitting, doing his homework, when his father came in.

"Good night, James,"

"'Night, dad." Then, Mr. Potter began rubbing his left arm, starting from his shoulder, down to his left hand.

"I don't know what's been going on lately but these pains are just too much." He said, wincing.

"You probably pulled a muscle or something," He left the room, then James sighed and continued on with his homework.

That night, Lily awoke with a jolt. She bolted upright and had an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She got up to inspect, to see if everything was alright. She ventured into Mr. and Mrs. Potter's bedroom. With the moonlight shining in through the window, she could see that Mr. Potter looked really pale. She looked more closely and didn't seem to see any signs of breathing. Her heart beating faster and the blood pounding in her ears, she ran to James's room. Her eyes began sparkling with tears, in fear for her boyfriend's father.

"James! James! Wake up! I think your dad… well, something is wrong with him!" She cried, frantically. David Potter died at approximately 11:27pm on July 20 of a heart attack. James was extremely shaken by the ordeal because they were both very close. He didn't talk much at all for the entire next week. It wasn't until they got their Hogwarts letters, he began to feel a little less mournful. Lily screamed with delight when she opened her letter. She went sliding into his room.

"I'm Head Girl!"

"I'm Head Boy!" Lily jumped onto his bed. She gave him a light kiss and they lay down together as she played with his messy black hair.

"James, can I tell you something?"

"Sure, anything, Lilybell,"

"Well, I've been having the same weird dream about us over and over again." James's eyes widened.

"Is it the one with Voldemort and he kills me?"

"He kills you? In my dream, I run to a back room with a baby apparently named Harry and then Voldemort comes in and there's a flash of green light." She said it as if each word scarred her with each sharp, painful syllable.

"This is scary. I tell you to take Harry to a room somewhere or something and I try to fight Voldemort off but there's a flash of green light and I die."

"Lillian! James! Supper!"

"Hey, babe, we'll talk later. I promise." He winked at her and gave her a kiss on the cheek as they walked down the grand stairs to the dining room. They began eating in silence. Then, Mrs. Potter stroked up a conversation.

"Well, I'm having a dinner party tomorrow at 7:00 so I'll have to ask for your helping hands. This isn't just any small social dinner party. There's going to be at least two hundred people so we have to make sure the house is spotless. Lily, you can help me cook the food!"

"Actually, I'm rubbish in the kitchen."

"Nonsense! You can learn! James, would you mind polishing the china and get Chippy to help you make the beds?"

Just as Lily was getting ready for bed, she recalled her dream. Tears welled in her eyes as she ran for James.

"What's the matter, Lilybell?" He asked, hugging her as she clung to him.

"I'm scared."

"Why?"

"Voldemort is going to come and kill us!" she said, sobbing even harder than before.

"No, he's not! Dreams aren't real!"

"But James, it seems so real! It's as if someone is trying to tell us something." She said with reproachful eyes.

As people began to file in for the party, Mrs. Potter presented her son and his girlfriend.

"Now, may I have your attention please? I'd like to present to you my handsome son, James Potter, and his stunning girlfriend, Lillian Evans!" From one side came James and the other side, Lily. James was wearing his father's blue tuxedo and Lily was wearing a matching blue satin dress with her hair put up in a messy bun in the back. They linked arms and stepped down the grand staircase, in unison, on the plush burgundy carpet.

"You look breath-taking," James whispered, discreetly in her ear.

"And you as well," she whispered back. Lily looked down into the sea of people and saw Sirius and Tanya, Remus and even Severus. Why was he here? She continued to smile, elegantly, concentrated on not falling or tripping. James felt an irresistible urge toward her. He wanted to hold her. Be with her, at every waking minute of every day.

Severus eyed her. He hated her right now because she wasn't his but he loved her, too, because she was so beautiful and charming.

"Excuse me, Lilybell, I have to have a word with Sirius," James, then, was swallowed by the crowd of people. He approached Sirius.

"I'm asking her tonight,"

"What! You've only being going out for a year!"

"I know, Padfoot, but the love is too strong. Everytime I look into her eyes, I see what I want to see in the woman I marry."

"Listen, Jamesypoo, do you really, honestly love her?"

"With every inch of my heart,"

"Can you imagine an entire lifetime with her?"

"Of course!"

"Well, then, Jamesy, the diagnosis is that you love yourself too much so you've gotta share that love. Your mother obviously never told you to share. Marry her…" he said, lowering his voice to sound mysterious.

"Thanks, mate! You're my best man!" he said, winking. He pushed through the crowd, desperately trying to where he wanted. Finally, he sprinted up the steps and dashed into his room. He rummaged hastily through his trunk, until, he finally felt a small velvet box. Now, began the search for his lovely lady. He found her in the bathroom, fixing her hair.

"Hey love,"

"Hey baby,"

"Okay, you have to come with me. Close your eyes and trust my guidance,"

"Okay… James… what is this?"

"You'll see," He directed her to a balcony where they sat, on the fountain. When she opened her eyes, she gasped.

"Shh… don't say anything. It's my turn. Lily," he said, positioning himself on one knee. "I have loved you since I first layed eyes on you, six years ago. On the outside, I may have thought you were a silly little girl, as I was a silly boy, but deep down, I loved you. I don't know if it was you, or me, or the both of us, but, I couldn't leave this until graduation. Will you make the happiest man on earth? Will you spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me, Lillian Rose Evans?" Right as the words were finished, Lily's stomach knotted in jolts.

"James, I too, have loved you forever but, I'm going to have to say…" she could see the rejection in his face already. "yes," Before James could stand up and hug her, he slipped the heirloom ring onto her finger and they stood up, staring at the stars as if nothing had happened.

"I love you," James whispered.

"I love you, too," Lily replied. At these words, James insides inflated.

"SHE LOVES ME!" He yelled out to the world off the balcony. Lily blushed profoundly. They walked out, back to the party, back to reality. Sirius could see Lily beaming, so he immediately knew. For the rest of the night, they walked, hand in hand, not letting go for the world. They tried to find Remus but they saw the full moon and figured he had gone into hiding.

"What are you going to tell your other friends? You know, about the ring."

"Well, they don't have to know right away but, I'll tell them it's a promise ring."

"Well, that's a good enough solution. Should we tell Dumbledore?"

"Yeah, it should be the first thing we do. Are you going to tell your mom?"

"Yeah, maybe before we go to school… are you going to tell Petunia?"
"Nah, she can find out when she gets her wedding invitation."

"What are you two up to?" Severus said behind them, in a very sly manner. "Lily, is this scumbag annoying you?"

"SEVERUS SNAPE! If you make one more insult to James Potter, I will wring your neck with that pot of lard on top of your head!" Now, get out!" Lily screamed. Severus, obviously taken aback, ran quickly out of site.

"Whoa! Your scary when your mad!" James cowered.

"That little snitch just got on my nerves. Eventually, I'll feel guilty…"

"Ha, you shouldn't. He was asking for it."

"Yeah, I guess."

Lily and James waved farewell to Mrs. Potter They stepped through the barrier going to Platform Nine and ¾. They were changed, different from the last six years. They were finally grown up. They boarded the chain, saving seats for Remus, Sirius and Peter. One by one, they filed in, congratulating them on their engagement, of which no one else knew.

"You know, this will be the very last time we ever get to ride the train to school together. We've had so many memories. Unless, of course, one of us becomes a teacher, but how likely is that?" Remus said mysteriously. Everyone laughed.

Ironic, yes, no? Yes, Tom is in fact Voldemort... unfortunatley.. Sorry about the confusion, comedy gal... Thanks for commenting guys, You rock!

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