Lily got up in the same trance-like state she'd been in for days, and put her blank piece of parchment into her bag. As she turned and walked out the door, James noticed a little piece of parchment flutter to the ground after her. He bent to pick it up, not intending to read it, but the tear-stains on it caught his attention. He thought for a second, and with only a little difficulty, read:

Miss Lillian Evans,

We are sorry to inform you of the passing of your parents. They were killed at 10 pm last night in an attack by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and his Death Eaters.

The rest had been blurred beyond his ability to decipher by tears and her running her hands under those two simple sentences. It seemed obvious to him that that was all she had read anyway.

So that was why she was so introspective lately.

James looked up guiltily, and glanced around the empty classroom. He walked out hurriedly, trying to track down Lily to give the letter back.

He wouldn't say anything about it to her. He would just give the note back and try to forget that he had read it.


Okay, this chapter is dedicated to dreamcatcher96, for having the idea that James reads the letter. Thank you for your awesome suggestions!

Thank you to all of you guys who are sticking with the story, and reviewing. I know you have better things to do in most likely busy lives, but it makes me feel so loved when I open up my e-mail, and there's a whole bunch of stuff from fanfiction saying I have however many reviews!