"James! We need to get out of here!" Shouted Isabelle Tomlinson, a girl who he had a crush on. They were hiding behind a rock avoiding killing curses from the Death Eaters.

"I hate to agree with Al but he was right. We should just let the adults sort things out!" James shouted back.

"Potter, Tomlinson I know where you are!" Said. Lucius Malfoy.

"STUPEFY!" Yelled James from behind the rock. It hit Lucius in the chest and sent him flying backwards but unfortunately another Death Eater hit James with a spell at the same time. James flied backwards and blacks out slowly, hearing Isabelle's voice shouting his name. But her voice was getting fainter and fainter as he blacked out slowly, but then all at once.

Lily say up reading in her hospital bed. Reading was the only way she could escape from the torture around her. Her family begging her to eat, James missing and Hogwarts being abandoned. Oh how cruel life was.

"So Lily how are you doing?" Asked the nurse who entered her room.

Lily looked up from her book, "Well what do you think? I'm going through hell! And that is not because I'm starving myself!"

"Well sorry! I don't take that tone from people, young lady!"

Lily rolled her eyes. "Ok how do I say this in a polite way? Can you leave this room so I can read my book?"

"What book is it called?"

"Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief."

"Sounds good. I'm going to leave now!" The nurse left the room while Lily carried on with her book.

Isabelle fought her way through the Death Eaters to get James to safety. She finally reached a house, what looked like a poor house and knocked on the door.

"Hello!" Said a cheerful redheaded woman who opened the door. Then she looked at James. "Merlins beard James!" She starts to cry. "Come inside! Lay him on the table!"

When Isabelle put him on the table she realised how heavy he actually was. As the woman rushed over to the cupboards to get some medicine Isabelle asked, "Who are you?"

"Molly Weasley! James' grandmother!"

"Can you contact his father and siblings?"

"Of course!"

James groaned. Molly rushed to him and puts lots of medicine down his throat. Isabelle watched over. A man suddenly a redheaded man, who looks a lot like Molly, walked through the door. Isabelle guessed he was Molly's husband.

"Hello- OH DEAR GOD IS THAT JAMES!" He shouted and rushed over.

"Isabelle this is my husband Arthur, James' grandfather."

"Hello!" Isabelle said to him.

"Hi!" He replied. looking at James.

Molly looked up from James. "He will wake up in a few hours. He is fine but needs to take medicine every few hours. Tea Isabelle?"

"Yes please," Isabelle replied. She sat down and held James' hand. She started to look around. The home might belong to a poor family but she thought it is a beautiful place. It could hold a huge family. There was a sign that said 'welcome to the Burrow.'

"Sugar?" Asks Molly.

"No thank you!" She replies.

Molly brings her tea over and she takes a sip. She looks down at James. He had a cut on his head. It started to bleed so she wiped his head.

"So James is your... Friend?" Molly asks.

"Yes. But we are best friends," she replied.

"Tell me. How did you meet? Tell me things you did with him. All through the years. Things like that."

"Well. We met on the Hogwarts Express in our first year. I was looking for Poppy Creevy's toad and I came across his carriage. He was sat with our friend William Ferns when I caught them doing magic. I asked them if they had seen the toad and they said no. I them told them that last year magic had been banned in the train and they just laughed and called me stupid.

I them saw him on the boats going up to the castle. I sat with Poppy and he sat with William. As we entered the castle he just stared at me. Before I knew it they were calling names out, Poppy's was the first one, then Williams, then James's and then mine. We all got sorted into Gryffindor. We all became friends pretty fast. Now we are best friends. Nothing really happened between us really. Well apart from the occasional arguments and Poppy having a boyfriend nothing much happened. We have had a lot of great memories between us."

"Do you have feelings for him? Well I'm that sort of way?"

"Um..." Isabelle gave this a lot of thought. "Yes! I think I do.

But what they didn't know is that James heard Isabelle admit that she had feelings for him.