This chapter might be triggering for some people, it has to do with suicide so if its triggering to you I recommend skipping this chapter going to the bottom and I will put a little summary there for anyone who wishes to skip it. I do apologize for all spelling and grammar mistakes in this story I'm dreadful with that type of thing, so thanks for understanding and enjoy!

As I was pulled into the dinning room I saw Dorea talking to a short chubby boy with blonde hair, watery eyes, dressed in cargo pants and a red t-shirt that had a mustard stain.

"Pete," James called to the boy, "this is Elizabeth that I told you about, Lizzie this is Peter one of the marauders that we told you about."

I stuck out my hand after an awkward moment of silence, "Well Peter it's nice to finally meet you." I gave him a smile, "I've heard a lot of things about you from the guys, all good things."

There was an awkward silence that Dorea broke calling us for dinner. We sat down in our usual seats with Peter next to Remus across from me. James and Sirius started the conversation as usual, "Lizzie is going to try out for the house team. She's amazing!" James bragged to Peter.

"Do you play Peter?" I asked after I was done blushing not used to people praising me. Peter stared at me surprised as James and Sirius laughed. Remus was the one that answered trying not to laugh, "No, Pete doesn't play he's not a big fan of playing with people besides us." We talked for awhile longer as we ate spaghetti with meatballs. The awkwardness between me and Peter was fading away. Soon it was going on 10 o'clock and we were all getting tired, we went upstairs to get ready for bed.

I was about to open my door when I paused to tell Peter, "Thanks for welcoming me so much, I know it might be a little weird with me here all the sudden." I gave a sincere smile.

Peter looked at me not sure what to say all he was able to get out was a, "Welcome." and he ran to his room. I shook my head confused as I entered my own room and climbed into bed with the book I was reading. I read into the early hours of the morning till I finally drifted off from exhaustion.

That was at least until I started to dream. In my dream I relived one of the worst times in my life. I was back at Drumstrang it was a year ago, I was walking to class with my best friend Joey, he was acting a little off today and I wasn't sure why. I knew he was getting bullied more and more because he was gay so I decided to ask during class. I passed him a note 'are you ok?' he read the note and looked up and me with a nod of the head. I still didn't believe him he was a horrible liar and I was his best friend. After class while I was packing my stuff he ran off when I tried to track him down I found him in our favorite tower on the roof where we liked to sit in talk. When I found him he had tears running down his cheeks and he was standing by the edge ready to jump. There was no sound but I knew what was happening I've relived this day over and over again a million times. I was asking him not to do it, to tell me what was wrong. All he said was that there was nothing left to do, that there was no point left. I tried to go to him to talk him down but he just kept getting closer to the edge. He was about to fall. His last words to me were 'I'm sorry' before he went off the edge.

I was quickly shaken awake, I was drenched in sweat and I knew I had been crying I could still feel the tears running down my face. I looked up into the kind, worried face of James. When he saw that I was awake he asked, "Liz are you okay what happened?"

I was able to calm down enough to finally get out, "I'm fine it was just a dream." before I completely broke down and James wrapped his arms around me.

After a few minutes of me crying my eyes out he finally asked. "Elizabeth what was the dream about? And don't say nothing I can obviously see it was bad." I didn't answer I couldn't find my voice to even answer. "Why don't we go get some hot chocolate? I know that always makes me feel better." All I could do was nod my head.

We walked downstairs James supporting most of my weight. Once we got to the kitchen two House-elves came out to help us. "What can Lou-Lou and Minky do for Master and Mistress?"

James answered seeing I was still crying, "Just two mugs of hot chocolate please." He lead me to the table to sit down he waited till we got our hot chocolate before talking again, "So now that you've calmed down a little do you want to talk?"

He was being very patient with me which I was grateful for but I still didn't want to tell him. But I knew I had to get this off my chest and tell someone, I had been holding it in since it happened. "If you don't want to I-I understand-"

"No." I stopped him, "It's okay, m-my dream was from when I was at Durmstrang." He waited patiently for me to continue I took a deep breath, "It was about a year ago my best friend J-Joe-Joey," I hadn't said his name for a year, "he jumped off the one tower and I was there," I broke down again, "I was right there in front of him!" By now I was completely hysterical. James didn't seem to know what to say he just sat there holding me.

He was finally able to stutter out, "Lizzie, I'm so sorry. That's a horrible thing to have to witness." I couldn't calm down it just kept getting worse and worse him falling playing over and over in my head. James let go of me for a moment to go get something, the lose of something to hold onto made everything worse, it felt like I was drowning with nothing to hold onto. Then James came back over to the table and sat down what he said barely made it through the crying he wanted me to drink something. I didn't not even realizing what I was doing with that scene in my head. I was finally able to calm down a bit to realize what James was saying, he gave me a calming draught to have it do exactly the name of it and calm me down. When I was finally able to breath normally again and talk I was able to get out, "I-I'm sorry f-for all th-this, how I-I broke down on y-you."

James stopped me before I got to out of control again, "You don't have to apologize for this I'm your brother and this is what brothers do." We just sat there for I don't know how long, the potion started working very well and soon I was asleep on James. He carried me up to bed and the next thing I knew I was waking up in my own bed.

We met Peter in the story and Elizabeth had a dream about a friend from Drumstrang who killed himself.

I want to thank you to Jbehnks and and Guest for reviewing for wanting me to continue this story. You're whats keeping this going!