Lily drifted in and out of conciousness, too tired to open her eyes. All she felt was someone holding her hand.
"Sorry Mr Potter but she hasn't woken up yet; although I would appreciate it if you would stop bring Miss Evans flowers, you're clogging up the hospital wing."
"Oh, OK then," came a dissapointed voice from extremely near. So near, in fact, it made her jump, forcing her to open her eyes.
"Lily!" said James, "you're awake! Are you hurt? Are you OK? I'm sorry." He let go of her hand and looked down.
Lily simply nodded. The silence gave her a chance to look around. Her bedside table were covered in flowers, ranging in shape, colour and size.
"Wow," she breathed.
James was looking at her. Looking at her intently. Very intently. Looking straight into her eyes. She touched her head gingerly.
"How long have I been out cold?" Lily asked.
"Almost four days," he replied. He sounded cautious, as though afraid she might explode at any moment.
"Look, I'm sorry," they said in unison.
And from then on, for no apparent reason, they became friends.
The four marauders came to visit Lily almost everyday she was in the hospital wing...
"So how did you find me?" Lily asked.
"He followed you, just can't leave you alone can he, as you so loudly pointed out," sniggered Sirius.
"I had a lot on my mind," said Lily.
"Yeah well, the whole school didn't need to know about it, and I'm pretty sure you could have found a healthier way of expressing your anger than smashing chandeliers," he replied.
"Hey, can we just leave this alone please?" asked James.
"Yeah, can it Sirius," said Lily.
"Fine, fine, don't get your knickers in a knot!" exclaimed Sirius.
"Sirius stop, I'm experiencing bad mental images!" said James.
"I think it's time to change the subject. So, everyone excited about my birthday?" asked Lily.
"TOTALLY PUMPED," yelled Sirius, "hang on, when's your birthday?"
"30th of January," recited James.
"I didn't think of you as the type of person to have a birthday" interjected Peter thoughtfully.
"Everyone has a birthday Peter," Remus explained
"Anyway, Lily's birthday is on the 30th of January, 3 days after her Grandmother Claires birthday," said James.
"Stalker," said Sirius.
"Am not."
"Are Too."
"Am not."
"Are Too."
"Am not."
"Are Too."
"Guys, please stop it, I'm getting a headache." Lily cut in.
"Your getting a headache?" James asked, a note of panic in his voice, "You need to rest, we should go."
"No, I don't entirely want to be alone. Can you guys just stay but shut up?"
"I think that sounds like a good idea," said Remus.
The five of them sat in slence for a long time, before the boys had to leave.
"I'm alowed out tomorrow, the nurse said it was just a stress overload,"
"Yes, no one is supposed to contain that amount of emotions and no one is allowed to get stressed up to the point of explosion!" Sirius said gleefully.
"Um, Sirius, I didn't explode i collapsed."
"Yes but collapsing and exploding are exactly the same thing. Just like a bomb."
"Bombs don't collapse Sirius," Remus replied.
"Damn, I thought I had the whole muggle bomb thing down and packed," Sirius said, crestfallen.