Chapter 14

James sat over Lily's non-moving body. He cupped her face and looked down seeing she was in a pool of blood from when she fell and hit her head.

"Oh Merlin…Lily wake up. Please wake up, you're strong Lily. Come on!" he yelled.

Lily's eyes flickered open

"Lily?"

"James," she croaked. "I-I"

"Shh, it's okay, you don't have to talk." He propped her head on his lap despite that it would leave bloodstains. "Mum! Dad! Sirius!"

They came rushing over. Mrs. Potter started crying in Mr. Potter's arms and Sirius knelt down next to James and said quietly, "Hey Lily-Bean."

"S-Sirius…" Her breath quickened and shortened, "James," she panted. "I love you..." and Lily's eyes closed once again.

"Lily?" James asked. "Lily? Please," he put his ear to her heart. It was still beating. "Lily come back," James started crying, "Please Lily, come back. Don't leave me."

Sirius let tears escape "Mate," he choked. "We have to get her to St. Mongos. She-she won't make it if we don't." James nodded, picked her up bridal-style and side apparated with his father, Sirius with James's mother. (A/N: I know this is the Ministry but oh well, the telephone booth was all I had) They squeezed into the phone booth and dialed 666-467 (Mon-gos)

"Excuse me. We need help." Mr. Potter said urgently. A middle-aged healer came over.

"If you would sign out this form-,"

"SCREW THE BLOODY FORM! SHE'S 17 AND HER NAME IS LILY EVANS NOW HELP HER!" James screamed at the healer, is voice getting louder as he talked. The healer looked frightened and told James to put her in the closest room.

About five or six healers rushed in to help Lily after one healer said Lily's condition was fatal. James, Sirius, Mrs. And Mr. Potter waited outside the room. Mr. and Mrs. Potter were talking quietly and Sirius was trying to make James feel better. He was crying silently with his head in his hands.

"Look Lily might-,"

"Die." Finished James. "I-I can't do this Sirius."

"I know mate. I know…"

"Mr. Potter?" The healer asked.

James looked up, wiped his eyes with the back of his hands and put on his glasses. He walked over.

"How is she doing?"

"She's conscious but-,"

"Really? Sirius! She's awake!"

Sirius's face lit up and he rushed over

"I can't believe this!" Said Sirius. "When can we see her?"

"Well that's the thing-," But James cut off the healer again.

"Now of course…"

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, please let me finish. You can see her…but she- s-she won't remember you."

The color drained out of both their faces.

"I-I beg your pardon?" James stuttered

"I'm so sorry. The curse was too much for her. She's still sane, but she has no memory. It is possible for Miss Evans to recover, but it's not likely. Please don't count on it. Again, I'm so sorry." The healer bowed her head and left.

James couldn't believe it. Lily, His Lily wasn't going to remember him. She wasn't going to remember their fights, friendship, or relationship. Wasn't going to know that he loved her or that she loved him too. It pained him to realize she may never love him again. 'She won't remember' was the only thought going through his head.

James walked into the room to find Lily staring out the window.

At the sound of the door opening, Lily turned to face the two men walking in with sad faces.

"Er-Hi Lily," Sirius said awkwardly.

"Lily? Oh yeah, that's my name, the nice healers told me. It's pretty." She said.

"It's a beautiful names," James replied.

Lily smiled at him, though it looked and felt different to him.

"You're James Potter aren't you?" James nodded. "I thought so. The Healer said he was handsome and kind so it has to be you." In a normal situation, James would have flirted with Lily but this wasn't a normal situation. All he could do was nod weakly. Sirius sat in a nearby chair; head in his hands and James stared blankly at the wall.

Lily frowned in confusion. Why were they upset? She didn't even know them. Right?

Mr. and Mrs. Potter came in once James and Sirius left.

"Hello dear," Rachel said softly. Lily smiled,

"Well Hi! I'm Lily, or so they say, who are you?"

"I'm Anthony Potter and this is my wife Rachel. We're James's parents."

"Oh yeah, the cute one in the glasses. " Anthony Chuckled and nodded.

"How are you?"

"Good. I just wish I could remember at least something."

Rachel sighed, "You can't remember anything?"

"No… just a jet of red light…"

They nodded in understanding.

Lily didn't get it. They all looked so miserable. But WHY? Some voice was trying to tell her something but it wasn't strong enough. She felt so lost…so…so alone.

A/N: Okay is that better? Poor James and Lily I know…Review please!