A/N: Alright, this is the last chapter.
I missed out on the second last verse because I couldn't really write anything to that.
It was all a tad confusing. Oh, and btw this is set a couple of years after they leave Hogwarts.
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missgeorgeweasley

Disclaimer: Harry Potter aint mine :(


The loving is a mess what happened to all of the feeling?

I thought it was for real; babies, rings and fools kneeling

And words of pledging trust and lifetimes stretching forever

So what went wrong? It was a lie, it crumbled apart

Ghost figures of past, present, future haunting the heart

I glanced at the clock, again, and returned my gaze to the door. Where was that woman? She was over an hour late for our date – a rather special one at that. I sighed and picked up my wand, conjuring a cup of tea into thin air.

I thought back to the past few years, how fantastic they had been. Sure, Lily's and my relationship was still fantastic. We got along great (usually), had heaps of fun, the sex was magnificent, and so was everything else.

But for the last couple of weeks something had happened, I'm not sure what, but something had definitely happened.

I heard a key in the doorway and quickly looked up, all thoughts going out of my brain.

"James I'm so-" she began, but I cut her off.

"Don't worry, I know the drill." I said dryly. I was so pissed off I couldn't even be bothered to give her a snog hello, let alone a kiss. Lily looked hurt, and she dumped her bag at the door.

"Are you okay?" she asked, coming to sit beside me.

"Are we okay?" I replied, taking her hands in mine. She furrowed her brow, her eyes searching my face. A stray piece of hair fell from her face and I quickly slid my hand out from under hers and tucked it behind her ear.

"What…what, just, what do you mean? Are we okay? Of course we're okay! Aren't we?" she said, standing up and moving across the room. She looked at me and I noticed she had tears in her eyes.

"Well, honey, tell me what day it is today." I said, staring at her. I prayed with all my heart she would get this right, because if she didn't I knew something was up.

"Third of September, why?" she asked, her brow furrowed again. I sighed deeply and let my head drop into my hands. I heard her gasp and I glanced up to see her with her hands over her mouth, a shocked expression painted on her beautiful face.

"You know why," I whispered.

"It's our third year anniversary. And your birthday was yesterday. Merlin, James, I can't even begin to say how sorry I am." She whispered, tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry about it, just forget it." I said, waving my hands.

"How can I forget it? My own boyfriends birthday?" she said again. "Don't let me off the hook for this, you can't!" she urged.

"I can and I will! I don't care that you missed my birthday; I'm more worried about our anniversary. Does our relationship mean anything to you?" I replied, anger boiling up inside me.

"Of course it does, why would you think it didn't? I have put off so much for this relationship!" she replied, and I could sense her anger warning going off.

"Well, seeing as you missed this anniversary, and dinner with my parents, and dinner with yours,"

"Don't put the blame on me for that, you know how tied up with work I've been,"
"Yeah, but couldn't you ask your boss for a little time off? Can't you ask that stuck up bat for a day or two off? Or call in sick?" I offered, straining to keep my voice lever.

"No,"
"Oh?"
"No, because my work is what pays for us to live here, what pays to feed us, what pays for you to live here." She snarled.

"Low blow, Lillian, low blow. You know how hard I've been working to get that Auror training scholarship, you know! You've helped me through it! I offered for months to look for a job but you said no every single time because you thought it would be better for me to study! I offered to ask for money from my parents, and you refused again and again. What am I meant to do here Lily?" I said. I could sense her whipping up comebacks in her mind, and prepared myself for the worst to come, knowing what she could do to me if I let my guard down even just a little bit.

"You're meant to be the man of the house! Bring in the bread!"

"I've tried to be that man, on numerous occasions and each time you've shot me down with a wave of your hand!"

"Shove it,"

"Righto then, where shall I shove it? You've haven't been home much so clearly I can't shove it there now can I?"

"How dare you? How dare you speak to me like that? I would've much preferred to be in bed with you but I thought perhaps you would LIKE A BED TO BE IN!" Uh oh, I should've seen this coming.

"Yeah, I would like a bed. One that doesn't have you squirming around in it every ten seconds!"

"Two weeks ago you said it reminded you of when we used to try and fit into the Hogwarts bed, you said you like it,"

"Well, I'm surprised you can remember that far back. You can't even remember your boyfriends birthday, let alone our anniversary."

"Shut UP! SHUT UP! I HATE YOU!" She screamed, her face bright red. "JUST TWO SECONDS AGO YOU SAID YOU WOULD LET ME OFF THE HOOK!"

"JUST TWO SECONDS YOU DIDN'T WANT ME TO LET YOU OFF THE HOOK!"

"WHAT THE FUCK? DON'T YOU DARE PUT THE BLAME ON ME! I AM NOT JUST SOME RAG YOU CAN CRY YOUR OUT ONTO AND THEN JUST CHUCK AWAY – I'M A PERSON! I HAVE FUCKING FEELINGS!"

"REALLY? DIDN'T SEEM LIKE YOU DID WHEN YOU SNOGGED THOR KRUM TWO YEARS AGO,"

"THAT WAS YEARS AGO! I THOUGHT YOU WOULD HAVE FINALLY BUILT A BRIDGE!"

"Never, it broke my heart." I whispered, remembering the night.

"You've broken mine plenty times before." She shot back, venom in her voice.

"Yeah, like when?"

"When you told me you hated my sister."

"Only to comfort you,"

"You were never good at that,"

"Maybe it was a good thing you fucked my boss the night I said that."

"You heard about that?"

"Who didn't," I whispered.

"End of conversation, please?" She replied, tears pouring down her cheeks. I couldn't take it anymore, the strain of this. I knew what I had to do.

"End of relationship, please?" I replied, staring at her.

"You're joking? Isn't this one of those fights we have? We get mad, we shout, then we have the make-up sex?"

"No,"

"Guess our relationship was a lie then, wasn't it? A lie that simply crumbled apart," she said, and stormed out of the room.

I stood there; completely unaware of what had just happened. Had we broken up? Had I dumped her? I fingered the ring in my pocket, tears coming to my eyes. I'd always wished to be a fool kneeling, promising his love to a beautiful girl, talking about babies and whatnot.

I stared at the room around me, our life spread around us in pictures and souvenirs.

I had always thought she was the one. Lily Potter sounded so magical, so intense. I loved her with all my heart, and I would never stop.

I lay in bed that night thinking about what had been, what was and what could've been, the ghosts of our past, present and future lurking in my aching heart.

I stared at the ring I had bought her yesterday, tears springing to my eyes again as I imagined her face when she saw it. The lovely Lily Evans-soon-to-be-Potter. I loved her then, I loved her now, and I knew I would always love her, no matter what.


A/N: Veeeeelllll? Vat did chu think, yah?
I thoroughly hated writing that, but what's done is done.
And now this story is completed! Whoopee!
Please review, I need them :(
I shall return,
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missgeorgeweasley