AN:/Thanks again to my reviewers, i'm really glad you like the story:')
Story begins to get serious here guys...

Yes it sounded horribly clichéd, but Lily honestly was on cloud 9.
Even though Dumbledore had walked in during…well, the kiss, nothing could bring her down. James had left swiftly after, making his excuses and attempting to tear the grin off his face.
Dumbledore had said nothing about it, merely replacing James beside her bed. He questioned her about Amos, his eyes twinkling with hidden joy behind them all the meeting had ended rather quickly, and he left, leaving Lily with her thoughts.

Now as she lay on her side, Lily allowed herself to think about her future with the boy. Surely James would ask her out now?
She smiled. It seemed everything was falling into place. The girls would definitely talk to her again, especially after what had happened with Amos. They would probably spend a good week telling her 'I told you so', but Lily reckoned she could deal with that.
So everything lay in James Potter's hands now.

James left the hospital wing and stood with his head against the door. What the bloody hell was going on?
He was shocked beyond shock…Lily had made the first move, holding his hands like that.
Then the kiss…
James had had so many before, not even pausing to think.
But with Lily it had been different, perfect even.

He pushed a hand through his hair, pushing it away from his face and grinned. He had to find the guys, tell them! Sirius wouldn't believe it.
After checking his timetable, James saw that Sirius and Remus were in Divination, where he was meant to be.
So James headed in that direction.

"Excuse me professor." Said James, having knocked on the door. "May Remus and Sirius come see Professor Dumbledore?"
The frail, glassy eyed woman nodded briskly. "Of course dear, I-"
The teacher stumbled forward abruptly, grabbing James's wrist.
James jumped backwards, but she had a firm grip, staring at James with wide eyes.
"Oh dear…" She was mumbling. "Fatal, I see it now…My poor boy…attack…coming…"
James gasped and the classroom went silent.
"W-what do you mean?" He asked.
The professor had tears in her eyes. "The fates…they have acted, a string cut…two strings cut…never to be retied again…"

James was mesmerised, what was she on about?
There was a lasting silence and he dimly registered that everyone was staring at them.
Sirius stood in front, blocking her from James's view.
James was staring, stricken.
Sirius grabbed his shoulder and began steering him from the room, Remus following behind
James twisted his head around and saw the old woman, and her hands now rose covering her face. With a shiver James shoved Sirius off and walked off a head of them.
"Don't bother listening to her mate," Said Sirius, as they caught up.
"She's barmy."
James looked over at Remus for confirmation.
Not so reassuringly, he shrugged, staring ahead of him.

"Why does Dumbledore want us?" He asked.
James looked over confused, his head swimming.
"What? Oh right, he doesn't…I just need to tell you something."
Remus raised his eyebrow. "You made us miss class for that? Better be good."
James suddenly felt stupid…Remus was right, he'd pulled them out to tell them what? That he'd kissed at girl?
To be frank, all he was worried about now was the professor's chilling words.
Had she meant his parents? Surely not…

"Never mind." James said, shaking his head. "I feel sick."
Sirius frowned. "Shall we head to the common room? Sit by the fire?"
Remus stopped.
"Er…go on…I want to go back to class."

"Remus wait-" Sirius began, but Remus was already speeding back down the corridor.
Sirius sighed. "And then there were two…"
James ignored him and they returned to the Gryffindor tower in silence.

Lily yawned and looked up at the clock. It had been three hours since Dumbledore had left and there hadn't been one visitor. She was disappointed; having expected James or Marlene, Hestia and Alice.
Worry began seeping into her head.
Had she freaked him out? Maybe he really didn't like her anymore.

Madam Pomfrey came to check on her a short while later and insisted she stay the night. Dinner would be half over by now and Lily was unbelievably bored. She asked the matron for a sleeping potion, and downed the entire glass in one. She could feel a deep, lasting sleep creeping up on her.
Within five minutes Lily was out, drifting away into a blissful dream.

Lily awoke slowly and sat up. Her head was spinning.
The curtains of the Hospital Wing were open, rays of sun bursting through and shining onto her face. She wiped her eyes, how long had she been out?

Madam Pomfrey came bustling over.
"Oh good, you're finally awake. Thought you'd never come out of that sleep…didn't I tell you to drink the potion slowly?"
Lily groaned and lay her head back down on the pillow.
"How long have I been out for?"
"Two days, Miss Evans!"
Lily's breath caught in her throat. "What?!"
The Matron nodded. "Yes."
"I need to get out of here now!" Lily kicked the sheets off and stood up. The room swirled and spinned, Lily grabbed onto the bedside table.
"Careful!" Madam Pomfrey said shrilly. "You need to sit down for a while, eat something."
Lily grumbled and sat reluctantly on the chair whilst Madam Pomfrey left, saying she had some Honeydukes chocolate that would tide her over until dinner.

As she ate, Lily was filled in with all of the gossip.
"Your three friends have been here an awful lot," The matron said. "Crowding up my Infirmary!"
Lily smiled, she was relieved to hear that news.
"And that Amos Diggory will be sitting Detentions every other night until Christmas for what he did!"
Lily nodded.
"Has…anyone else been to see me?" Asked Lily, hoping that it didn't sound to obvious that she was thinking of James.
Madam Pomfrey shook her head sympathetically. "I'm afraid not, Miss Evans."
Lily felt her heart drop. It had been two full days since the kiss and James hadn't even been to see her? This confirmed her worries; he was not interested…and most likely too mortified to even look her in the eyes. Lily shuddered, wishing she were asleep again.

Once she left the Hospital Wing…well, she'd have to face him at some stage. Maybe make up a lie, that she had been out of her mind on all of the potions she had been given.
That could work, but Lily couldn't suppress her utter sorrow. She wondered if this was what a broken heart felt like. But she didn't kid herself; the opportunity to have anything with James had been torn away before she'd even had to chance to begin wondering about the possibilities.
And it sucked.

"All right deary," Madam Pomfrey said, shortly later. "You're free to go!"
Lily nodded shakily. "Thank you miss."
Lily left and began walking to the common room. It was a Friday, and the final classes of the day would finish in 10 minutes. She sped up her walk slightly to avoid running into anyone, specifically James. If Lily was honest, she was actually rather annoyed at the boy. He'd completely strung her along after all this time. She bet that he'd ran straight to Sirius and they'd had a good old laugh about how he'd finally captured Lily Evans; the final girl to tick of the list.

And oh it hurt.
It hurt so much that Lily was getting angrier by the minute. How dare he mess with her emotions like that!
She thought that he had changed, matured, but no. It had all been an act…and James Potter was one talented actor.

When she arrived in the common room, Lily was shocked to see a group of people crowded around the fire.
Sirius, Remus, Peter, Hestia, Marlene and Alice. They all turned to her, hearing the closing portrait.
"Hello." Lily said. No one replied.
She took a moment to look at all of their faces and that of Sirius Black particularly jumped out at her. It was clear that he had been crying; his eyes still glossy. Remus and Peter also looked similar, but Sirius just looked so…so utterly devastated.
Lily looked over at Marlene, who had lines of mascara running down her face.
"What happened?" Lily said rapidly.
After an age it was Hestia who replied.

"Lily," She said, her voice slightly hoarse. "Lily it's James's parents…they're dead."