A/N: the obvious belongs to the queen. Leave chapter requests in the reviews please!

James couldn't believe it. His father, the strongest man in the entire universe, was in a coma. His father was the one who taught James everything, from how to ride a broom pre-hogwarts, to how to play quidditch, how to dress and how to act. Hell, he even gave him advice on Lily. Lily. Merlin, what he would give to have her with him right now. She'd probably be the one crying, leaning into him as if she needed him for support. Now, he needed her. He needed her to hug him and tell him that everything was going to be fine and that she'll be with him the whole time and that whatever he needed she'd do. He needed to feel her beating heart against his chest as he pulled her closer, he needed to kiss the top of her head and hold back tears. But he didn't need to hold back tears in front of Lily. Besides his father, Lily was the only person in the entire world that James could be his self around, completely himself.

He walked out of Dumbledore's office feeling completely numb. He had no idea how to think or how to react to the situation. All he knew was that he had this burning in the back of his throat and his eyes started to water, which he wouldn't allow. James Potter couldn't cry, not now. He walked into the great hall to find his group of friends still sitting there. It turns out that James had only been gone for 10 minutes. He took his rightful place next to Lily and picked at the food on his plate, not eating a thing.

No one noticed the fact that James looked like he was about to burst, except for Lily. She always knew when something was wrong with him. She leaned down and whispered,

"Hey is everything okay?"

He shook his head.

"Wanna talk about it after breakfast?"

He nodded.

After breakfast, the rest of the gang went to the common room and Lily and James went down to the lake.

"So, what's going on?" she asked, sitting under a tree.

"You know how I got called to Dumbledore's office this morning?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, something happened."

In an instant, she was at his side with a nervous look on her face.

"What'd you do this time?" She asked jokingly, shoving his shoulder a bit. Luckily, he smiled and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Well, erm, you know how my dads an Auror?"

She nodded.

"He got injured at a mission and he's in in a coma and they have no idea when he's going to wake up" He held his breath, waiting for a reaction. In a matter of seconds she was wrapped around him, rubbing his back. James hugged her back, reveling in the fact that he could feel her heart beating against his in perfect harmony.

"So what are you going to do?" she whispered into his chest.

"I need to go visit him."

She pulled back and nodded with a sad look on her face. He tilted her chin up so their eyes met,

"Can you come with me?"

Her eyes lit up, "Me?"

"Yeah you!"

"Why me?" she asked curiously

"Because you're the only one who gets me, Lil."

She was absolutely shocked at the blunt honesty of that statement, and what surprised her even more was that she felt the exact same way.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Okay, I'll go."

"Brilliant." He smiled, kissing the top of her head.

She smiled and he smiled back. What the bloody hell is going on here, she thought. Obviously I'm mad about him but does he feel the same way? What does this mean? Are we friends or are we something entirely different?

James don't kiss her don't kiss her don't kiss her. She doesn't like you like that. He thought.

They spent the rest of the day sitting and talking, eventually going back up to the building for lunch. On the way up, James did something that would go down in history as the smartest thing he'd ever do.

He held her hand.

Oh my god, James Potter is holding my hand, Lily thought.

Oh my god, Lily Evans isn't punching me for holding her hand, James thought.

Now, what you didn't see was that the rest of their friends were spying on them. It had only been for a few minutes, since they were walking to lunch.

"FINALLY!" Sirius and Remus exclaimed, hugging each other in a not-so-macho-way.

"It's about damn time!" Donna said, high fiving Mary and Marlene.

"Wait, they're just holding hands." Peter said sadly.

"YEAH! THIS IS A HUGE MOMENT!" Marlene screamed.

"Think they'll finally get together?" Mary asked.

Everyone else shrugged and made their way to lunch.

~A few days later~

"James Potter?" The nurse called, making James and Lily pop out of the chairs in the waiting room of St. Mungos.

"Your father will see you now."

As the nurse led them to the hospital room, James took Lily's hand in his. Lily gave him a reassuring squeeze and let go right as they got to the room.

"James!" His mother shrieked, running over to him and hugging him tight.

"Hey mum" He said, hugging her back.

When the pulled away, Mrs. Potter noticed that they were not alone.

"And who is this beautiful young woman you have here, James?"

"Mum, I'd like to introduce you to Lily Evans."

Lily stepped forward and put her hand,

"It's really nice to finally meet you Mrs. Potter. James talks so highly of you."

Mrs. Potter smiled widely and shook Lily's hand.

"It's nice to meet you too, dear! James talks about you often. He's very fond of you."

"Okay enough of the embarrass James time!" James said, making the two women laugh.

"How's dad doing?"

"He's, well, he's alive. And that's all we can ask for." Mrs. Potter said, making her way to the bed in the middle of the room.

"He doesn't look great," James said, following his mum.

"He'll be fine dear."

"Hopefully."

Lily came to James' side, and he took her hand.

"Dad, I'd like you to meet Lily Evans."

And I swear to you, Mr. Potter smiled.