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The Unexpected: A Lily and James Story! by Emms16

Format: Novel
Chapters: 36
Word Count: 168,086

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language

Genres: Romance
Characters: James
Pairings: James/Lily

First Published: 12/13/2002
Last Chapter: 06/19/2003
Last Updated: 08/24/2005


Chapter 17: Another Death


The next morning James woke up with the sun shining pleasantly on his face. He was warm. He noticed that right away, warm and comfortable.

She snuggled deeper into the covers, closer to his body. He grinned remembering the previous night.

He looked down at her wrapped comfortably in his arms, he watched as she tried to snuggle her cheek deeper into his chest. His stomach gave a huge utterly blissful lurch, which sent shivers of awareness up and down his spin. Her red hair was fanned out like fire across his bare chest. He inhaled Lily’s fresh sweet scent. The smell of watermelons had carried over the night, but it wasn’t as strong as the night before.

She cuddled up to him. He felt her slow breathing on his chest. She mumbled something in her sleep, and snuggled closer to him, wrapping her legs expertly around his. He tightened his grip around her, and sighed, leaning his head back down to his pillows. He loved just lying in bed, watching her sleep. Just watching her rise and fall with his breathing, and her arm tighten, then relax against his stomach, as she subconsciously stretched. He never wanted to get up. He didn’t want to wake Lily up, that would break the enchantment, he just wanted to enjoy watching her sleep peacefully, unaware of his gaze.

What was odd though was that he wasn’t hearing any other voices. OTHER VOICES!

He lifted his head again, and looked around the boy’s dormitory. Sirius sat straight up in his bed, smirking at him. He was wrapped up in his blankets, his hair mussed from the night before. Remus had left, and was gone, probably in the common room.

“James… you sly dog, I see you were busy last night,” Sirius said evilly.

James glared at him, his heart beating rapidly against his chest, having been surprised by the presence of Sirius. He kept a firm grasp on Lily as she slept unaware, and let his head drop roughly back onto the pillow.

“What were you doing up here with Lily all night?” Sirius asked wiggling his eyebrows.

“Nothing of what you’re thinking, it was innocent,” James said, looking up at Sirius again, and began to attempt to sit up. He gently rolled Lily off of him, and onto her back. Her arm fell limp off the side of the bed. She whimpered, and her eyes slowly flickered open. She looked up at James, grinning sleepily, and stretched her body across his bed, giving a huge yawn.

“Morning,” Lily whispered tenderly.

“Morning Lily,” Sirius smirked.

Lily’s eyes shot wide open, and she rocketed up in bed, clutching James’s sheets to her covered body like she was hiding something, her cheeks slowly turning bright red.

“What were you doing up here ALL NIGHT?” He tried to hold in his laughter at her horrified face.

She felt her cheeks begin to burn under his gaze.


What must he think? Seeing them in bed together. Had Remus seen them, of course he had, he was an occupant of the room was he not? They would of course jump to conclusions. Remus probably went downstairs to tell the whole common room. Would he really tell anyone? That would cost them their head badges.’ She instantly became panicked, her heart pounding roughly against her rib cage.

She shook the irrational thought out of her head; they would never do that. She glanced at the clock next to James’s bed, and gasped silently. It was 11:00 in the morning. It was Saturday, so they didn’t have classes.

“Why didn’t you wake us up?” Lily asked quietly.

“It’s Saturday, and I thought this would be more awkward for you,” he smirked at her.

“Padfoot…?” James said calmly, “it was innocent, and don’t you dare tell anyone that Lily was in our dorm last night,” he said seriously. “It could cost us our badges.”

Sirius’s eyes widened innocently, as he put his right hand over his heart. “Me? I wouldn’t do such a thing! Although, I can’t say much for Remus,” he smirked, as Lily put her face in her hands.

“Nothing happened that was bad last night, it was all innocent,” James repeated, but then a light went on in James’s head, and he grinned. Sirius didn’t really care, why would he, he was trying to get a rise out of them.

Sirius just grinned.

“Surrre,” Sirius said, standing up and stretching. He let out a huge yawn, and winked at Lily, who blushed, and scooted closer into James’s side in an effort to hide herself, or more particularly her face from view.

Sirius threw on a school robe, and left the room without a backward glance, grinning from ear to ear all the way down.


James looked over at Lily her disheveled hair fell around her pale face as she looked at him with wide watery emerald eyes. She still clutched the blankets around her pjs.

James pulled her into a bone crushing hug, his hand buried in her thick hair. “He won’t do anything. I personally don’t think he cares, he was just trying to get a rise out of us,” he said grinning. “That dirty bastard.”

She frowned.

“Trust me, I know Sirius.” He pulled out of her embrace, and cupped her soft cheek. She’d held in the tears, and let a slight smile through.

James reached up, and kissed her lips pleasantly.


Lily melted with the feel of her lips planted on top of his. She sighed, and let the kiss go on. It relaxed her somehow. When he reluctantly broke apart from her lips, he rested his forehead against hers, and kept his hand firmly on her cheek.

“Don’t worry about Remus either, seriously, he could care less, he probably won’t even mention it.”

Lily nodded, and gave him a smile. He smiled back “Well come on and get dressed, we should go down now, it’s 11,” she said quietly, backing away from him.

James groaned, reaching out for her hand. “I don’t want to.”

Lily smiled. “Neither do I, but we have to, what must people think already?”

“I know, one last thing though.” James leaned over, he placed both of his hands on either side of her face, running his thumb over her soft full lips, and pulled her into a sweet and slow kiss, reminiscent of the one the night before.

“I don’t think you heard me last night, after you fell asleep. I love you with my whole heart and soul Lily Evans,” he muttered against her mouth, searching her eyes, so close to his own.

She opened her eyes, and stared into his deep blue pools. “I love you too.”

Their eyes fluttered closed as the kiss became deeper more passionate. James ran his fingers through her silky hair, and his hand finally made it to the back of her head, holding it. While his other hand snaked around her waist pulling her in tighter. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

The door to their dormitory was flung open, and Lily and James flew apart. Lily’s hair was wild, and her emerald eyes went wide, her knuckles that were holding James’s sheets up were turning white. She looked in the direction of the door. James wrapped the extra covers around his bare chest, only leaving his arms, and shoulders exposed.

“LILY! There you are! My goodness, you had me worried! When I saw Sirius and Remus, they told me that you were up here with James! I was pani...” May stopped abruptly, surveying the scene in front of her. A slow smile spread to her lips.

“So, are you two coming down?” May asked with a smile.

“Yea,” Lily said sighing shakily. Lily pulled the covers off of her, and tried to sit up.

James groaned, and grabbed Lily’s hips, pulling her back onto the bed. She turned, and planted a kiss on his lips before standing up again. “Get dressed.”

May chuckled at the them.

James pushed the covers off of him, and stood up. His baggy flannel pj bottoms dragged along the floor. Lily watched as he walked to his dresser to look for a shirt to wear. She watched the muscles of his back work as he pushed through his clothes.

She felt her cheeks flush. She turned to a smirking May, and followed her out, and down the corridor, to change into something herself.

“So? What happened?” May asked excitedly.

“Nothing.” Lily gave herself away however when she grinned happily.

“Suuure,” May exaggerated. “You’ll be sharing later, I hope you know.”

Lily only nodded, and continued on her way.

She took a quick shower, and put on a pair of jeans, and a light green T-shirt, that fit her snuggly. She dried her hair, and curled it loosely, around her face, falling prettily down her back.

When she was finally done, she walked down the staircase into the common room, ready to endure any teasing that was going to be thrown at her, but instead it was silent. She almost wanted to be teased now. Sirius and Remus were the only ones in the common room; James wasn’t there yet. They were eerily silent, looking at the ground. Lily and May looked at each other.

“What’s wrong?” Lily asked worriedly.

Sirius turned, and faced her. His face a deadly pale. He handed her the Daily Profit. Her eyes scanned the page, and her heart stopped.


First Class Auror Harold Potter was killed last night; he successfully found where Voldemort’s camp was, with all the deatheaters. Unfortunately they were outnumbered by the amount of deatheaters there were, the ministry sent more aurors, but they were too late, for the deatheaters located Harold Potter, and his team, none of them survived. Voldemort is highly dangerous. Is this the start of a dark era with the death of the late Potter? Do we now have a chance?

Lily stopped reading, her heart raced in her chest. ‘What was she going to do? Voldemort killed James’s father!

“Siri…Rem…Does James know?” she whispered, holding up the newspaper.

“No. His mother wrote him a letter…to…break it to him gently,” Remus choked out, holding it up for her to see.

Lily’s stomach dropped. She walked over, and sat down in the open armchair, wide eyed. They all turned when they heard footsteps on the stairs. Lily turned in her chair; she had to be strong for James. She held in her tears, watching the entrance to the stairs.

James bounded in. He glanced around the room. His wide smile slowly faded from his face at all the grim faces. He walked behind Lily’s chair, and bent to kiss her head affectionately. He looked up at his friends, his hands gripping the back of Lily’s chair.

“What?” he asked. All of his friends were looking at him with sympathy.

“James….” Remus started, “sit down.”

“What?” James asked confused.


James walked to the other side of the couch, and sat down next to Sirius.

Remus handed him the letter. James’s face lost all color, as he took the parchment with shaking fingers. He slipped it open, and began to read.


Lily watched James worriedly. His face contorted with fury, and grief. He stood up abruptly, knocking over the center table. A chess game scattered across the floor. Pieces rolled over the floor, but James paid on attention.

“DAMN HIM!” He flung the parchment into the fire in the fireplace, and vaulted over the back of the couch, and stormed toward the portrait hole.

He disappeared out of the portrait in a fury, slamming it shut behind him.

The five friends shared a grim look.

Lily looked down at her twisting hands placed in her lap. She could feel her heart breaking. She had to be there for him, just like he was there for her when her own parents had died, and when Alicia, Cindy, Malfoy, and countless others had insulted her. It was his turn to be comforted.

She stood up, and walked toward the portrait hole, dead on finding an angry and hurt James.

“Lily…” Sirius said.

“Let her go,” Remus reassured.

With that Lily disappeared out of the portrait hole, she looked both ways. There was no sign of him. She remembered something about a map, something James had talked about. She ran back inside.

“Sir! Do you have that map?”

Sirius looked up grimly, “Yea, hang on.”

He ran upstairs, and came down a minute later. He pointed his wand to it, and muttered “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”

The map began to branch out, and show the entire layout of the school. Lily walked over and stood beside him, reading over his shoulder. She didn’t have time to marvel at the genius of it.

She saw the dot labeled Jame’s Potter in the astronomy tower.

“Thanks Sir.” She flew back out of the portrait hole, and ran her way toward the Tower.

She ran. She ignored the pang in her side, and ignored her protesting legs. She rounded the corner, flying fast with each step. Students stopped and watched her as she ran past them, her hair flying behind her. She didn’t stop until she was right outside the astronomy tower.

She pushed open the door, and stepped into the light room. She saw James huddled on the floor in the center of the room, hugging his knees to his chest, and his hands clutching his hair tightly. He was shaking, but he wasn’t crying. He didn’t seem to notice Lily’s presence.

She walked closer to him. He just sitting there, clutching his hair with a death grip, trying not to show his emotions.

“No,” he moaned shaking his head.

She stepped in front of him, and crouched down, so he was eye level. Lily felt a tear of her own slip down her cheek. She hated to see James with so much bottled up pain. He needed to cry that was the only way he was going to heal.

He looked up, finally noticing her presence, and she saw pain and grief in his large blue eyes.

Lily was overwhelmed by emotion. She wanted to take his pain from him, to put it all on herself.

She leaned forward, and wrapped her arms around him drawing his shaking body closer to hers. She pushed his head down so it rested on her shoulder.

“It’s alright love, you can cry.” She patted messaged his back, rubbing circles in it. “Cry, let it out.”

He then cracked and broke down, crying freely into the fabric of her shirt. Fighting racking sobs, but losing miserably. He wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tightly to him. Tears rolled unchecked down his cheeks. He pulled her even closer to himself, trying to soak in some of her the comfort she was offering. He clung to her desperately, grabbing handfuls of her shirt, and hair, making sure that she wouldn’t disappear, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, sobbing, and holding her tighter.

She rubbed his back soothingly, crying silently. The cool frame of his glasses dug into her neck.

“Look up for a minute.” His head lifted for a minute, and she reached up, and removed his glasses. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead lovingly, before pulling his head back to her shoulder.

“I hate him,” James choked savagely, “I hate him.” (‘Him’ being Voldemort, if there’s any confusion.)

Lily remained silent, and settled to stroke his hair. She kissed his head again, and continued to rub his back. She began to rock him back and forth, as he buried his head farther into her hair. He released a gut wrenching sob. She pulled him tighter to her. She continued to stroke his hair, another tear leaked out of her eye.

“He killed my father! Now what?” James burst, “what happens now?”

Lily held James’s head to her chest tightly. A few tears trailing down her face.

“For every evil there’s a Potter, a Potter always has to destroy the evil! Why Potter? Why do I have to be a Potter?” he said bitterly.

Lily lifted her head, and stared down at him.

“What do you mean?”

“My family, a prophecy, a Potter for every dark wizard, the Potter kills the dark wizard, it’s been like this for years. I have to kill him now, I’m the only Potter left!” His voice came muffled from the fabric of her shirt.

Her tears came faster, and she hugged him tighter. ‘He had to kill Voldemort now? Why didn’t he ever mention this before?’

Lily wanted to protest, to shout at him not to do anything like go in a fifty-foot radius of Voldemort, but she just sat there and held him, what good would protesting be? It was his destiny. He had to what he was born to do, in a way. She couldn’t stand in the way of destiny. She rested her head on his, holding his head over her heart. She would support whatever decision he came too, after all love was full of sacrifices.

The two just sat there for most of the day, crying, and holding each other. As darkness settled upon the castle, Lily looked at James. He had stopped crying, but he had his arms still around her.

She leaned over, and kissed his cheek. “Come on, we have to go eat, you have to eat, and the others will be worried.” She stood up, her hand never leaving his. He stood up, and nodded unhappily.

He smiled weakly. “What would I do without you?”

“Honestly I don’t know, but I’m sure you’d manage.”

He smiled again, and Lily smiled. “I don’t think so.”

Lily kissed his jaw, and led him toward the door of the tower.

When they entered the Great Hall, everything was the same as it should have been. May, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were the only quiet ones. When they spotted Lily and James in the doorway, they smiled weakly, for James’s sake.

James sat down next to Sirius; he pulled Lily next to him, never letting go of her hand.

“I’m sorry James,” Sirius said.

“Let’s not talk about this, ok?” James said sadly. He grabbed a burger from the center of the table, and took a bite out of it. He put it down again with a scowl.

“What’s wrong.” Peter asked. Sirius, Remus, May, and Lily looked at him like he was crazy.

“I’m not hungry,” James admitted.

“I love you James,” Lily whispered to him, trying to give him comfort. She gave his hand a squeeze under the table. He felt warmth blossom in his chest. He gave her hand a squeeze back.

Normally he would have been deadly embarrassed the cry in front of anyone, but with Lily it was different, she gave him the strength to cry; something he’d never been able to do alone.

He knew that he had to go home for the funeral, and to see how his mother was, but he couldn’t even think about that right now.


Later when everyone was in bed, Lily and James stayed up. Lily was curled up with James on the couch in front of the fire in the common room. His arms were wound around her waist. She rubbed his arms soothingly. He smiled down at her head. He loved her so much, and she loved him. He didn’t think he could get through all of this if it wasn’t for her.

“Please come home with me?” James asked suddenly.

Lily looked up at him, and smiled warmly at his serious expression. “If that’s what you want.” She leaned her head back on his chest.

“It’s what I want.”

“Ok, I have to make sure it’s ok with Professor Dumbledore.”

James nodded.

They sat in silence for a few more minutes, before Lily looked at her watch. It was midnight, and her eyes were closing. She looked up at James, and saw that he was asleep. He’d finally fallen asleep. She didn’t want to wake him up, but she had to get him to his dorm.

“James,” she whispered in his ear, “Jay?”

His eyes fluttered open.

“Go to bed, love, you need your rest.” She kissed his nose, and stood up. She held out her hand for him to take. He did, and stood up. He kissed her lips hiding nothing, before turning disappearing up the stairs, his head hung.

Lily walked up to her dorm. She pushed open the door exhaustedly. Floyd looked up from her bed with big yellow eyes. She quickly changed into her pjs. She tiredly crawled into her bed.

“How’s James?” a voice broke through the silence. May was sitting up on her bed.

“He’s ok, I guess,” Lily said worriedly. “He asked me to come home with him.”

“Oh,” said May, looking at Lily. “Are you?”

“Of course, he needs me.”

“You love him?”

“More than life.”

May smiled and leaned back against her pillows.

Lily laid her head down on her pillow, and sighed. She closed her eyes, and was instantly asleep.

The next day, Lily and James went up to Professor Dumbledore’s office and made sure that Lily coming home with James was ok.

He expressed him sympathy to James, and told them that that as perfectly ok, if she caught up on her school work. It was the last first week of April, and they had to be ready for newts.

They left the next day, by the floo network.

The first thing that Lily noticed upon entering Potter Mansion was that it was huge. Everyone knew that he was rich, what with having a world class Auror for a father, but you don’t really understand until you see it. There were three floors. The top one wasn’t used very often, only for storage, but the second floor and the main floor were breathtaking. You could tell that they were from a prominate wizarding family, because everything in the house was unique, and had some weird quality, and use.

Jame’s mother was exactly like him in personality, and the moment you saw her, you knew that he had inherited her startlingly blue eyes. But she had a feeling his looks and height came mostly from his dad. His mother had bright red hair streaked with gray, which was pulled into a tight ponytail, at the base of her neck, and she was short, and thin, her eyes were also blood shot from crying so much.

“I’m sorry Lily, I’m usually not this much of a wreck,” Mrs. Potter said, sitting down at the kitchen table, in front of Lily. Lily wrapped her hands around her steaming mug of hot chocolate, warming her hands considerably.

“Oh that’s perfectly all right, it’s very understandable,” Lily said kindly. She liked Mrs. Potter, and James seemed to care for her a lot.

“It’s just, so much to take in.” Her voice cracked and a tear fell down from her eye.

Lily reached across the table, and patted her hand soothingly. “I know it’s hard.”

Mrs. Potter nodded. “I’m worried about James. Losing a parent can’t be easy.”

“It’s not, but the pain he’s feeling will subside, it just takes time.” Lily looked into the light brown liquid in her cup.

“Do you speak from experience?” His mother asked kindly.

“Yes,” she said quietly. She didn’t feel awkward about sharing her past with this woman. She instantly trusted her the moment she met her.

“Oh Lily, I’m very sorry.” Mrs. Potter bright blue eyes regarded her with sympathy. She was some woman, she just lost the love of her life, the father of her son, and she still could show sympathy to others. She knew where James got that quality. “I know that it’s hard. If you ever want to talk, I’ll always be here. But you need to remember that the ones you care about never truly leave you, they always remain, forever embedded in your heart.” Lily felt tears prickle behind her eyes, but didn’t let her tears fall, she remained strong for Mrs. Potter.

Mrs. Potter reached across the table, and patted the back of her hand soothingly. “Just remember that.” She cracked a smile, and Lily had to smile back.

Suddenly James came into the room. He bent down, and kissed his mother on the head, before kissing her.

“You ok, mum?” he asked.

“Yes dear,” she said weakly. “I think I’m going to go take a nap. You won’t mind cooking dinner will you?” she said sadly.

“Course mum.”

Mrs. Potter ambled out. James turned to Lily.

“I’m worried about her,” James said quietly as he turned toward the cabinet. Lily smiled at the likeness between them.

“As she is for you.”

“She lives here all by herself, with no one I wish there was something I could do,” he said almost desperately.

He pulled down a can of soup.

Lily walked up behind him, and wrapped her arms around his waist; she leaned against him, and rested her cheek against his back.

“That’s why I love you. You care so much.”

James smiled, and turned around in her embrace. He hugged her back, hard.

“Thank you for coming with me,” James said sincerely.

“No problem.” She reached up and kissed his jaw. He smiled, and backed up.

They made dinner in silence, occasionally stopping to give each other a kiss, or a smile. They had no idea, that Mrs. Potter was standing right outside the kitchen watching them. She smiled. Her son was truly happy, she was happy for them. She liked Lily, she had heart. She knew that Lily would be the perfect person for her son, she knew that Lily could help him through all of his hardships, yet to come. She turned and walked to her room, to let the children have their moment.


The funeral was depressing, as most funerals tend to be. James stood beside her, still as stone. On the other side of James stood his mother, crying silently. Lily slipped her arms around his waist, and rested her head against his lower shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her, and held her tight, drawing strength from her. She tried not to look at all the ministry workers there, and concentrate on Harold Potter, just being James’s dad, and Mrs. Potter loving husband. She felt a tear slid down her cheek.

She was happy when they left. She didn’t know if she had any strength left. When she got back to the Potter’s mansion, she kissed James goodnight, and walked up to her spare bedroom where she was staying. She changed into pjs, and fell asleep when her head hit the pillow. They were going back to Hogwarts tomorrow, so she needed to rest up.

The next morning Lily woke up with a light breeze filtering through the room. She propped one eye open, and saw Mrs. Potter cast a glance at Lily’s bed. She wore a light blue sundress, and her red hair piled in a tight bun at the back of her head.

“Oh don’t mind me dear, I was just letting some fresh air into the room, go back to sleep, you don’t have to leave for another two hours.” Mrs. Potter smiled.

Lily smiled at her, but sat up.

“Oh no, it’s all right, I should get up anyway. I still have to take a shower.”

“Alright, I’ll have breakfast on the table in about an hour.”

Mrs. Potter smiled warmly at her before walking toward the door.

“Thank you Mrs. Potter, for everything.” Lily didn’t say anything else, because she realized she didn’t need to.

Mrs. Potter stopped turned toward Lily, and smiled warmly, her eye shining with gratitude, but Lily wasn’t sure why.

She walked farther back into the room. She stopped by Lily’s bed, and Lily saw that she had tears in her eyes. She leaned over and hugged Lily tightly. Lily was taken a back. She felt tears come to her eyes, she was reminded of motherly comfort.

“Lily, I’m so happy that my son has someone that loves him much as you do.” She patted her back soothingly. “Remember that if you ever want to talk about…things, remember that I’m always here to help as well. Remember what I told you the other day.”

Lily nodded, as Mrs. Potter backed up, and swiped a hand over her eyes.

“You remember that as well,” Lily said smiling.

Mrs. Potter smiled. “I try every day.”

With that she turned, and exited the room, closing the door quietly behind her.

Mrs. Potter was the strongest woman she knew. Here she was offering comfort, when she herself needed it. She put others in front of herself even after her husband’s death. Who would comfort her? She knew that James would, he was very protective of his mother, and now with his father gone, his mother was all alone. She for one knew that if something was to happen to James, she didn’t know what she would do. It was too unbearable to think about.

Lily sighed heavily, and stood up. She quickly ran to her luggage, and picked up her robe. She flung it over her arm, and made her way toward the shower, thinking about Mrs. Potter, James, Her parents, Sirius, and May just about everything. She thought about Petunia, and how much she hurt her. She wondered if Petunia was married yet. With her parents gone, there was no one to insist that she be invited so, she probably wasn’t.

When she was finished with her shower, she walked past James’s room, and leaned her ear against the wood. There was no noise from within; he was seemingly still dead asleep. She smiled to herself; he deserved all the sleep he could get. She continued her way down to the spare bedroom. She ran quickly back to her room, shutting the door behind her. She quickly changed into a muggle pair of Capri pants, and a black halter-top. She dried her hair, and combed it out. She stared at her reflection. Her dark red hair was thick, and it had grown to reach almost to her lower back. She was a bit thinner than she had been, because of all that was happening around her. Her bright green eyes had lost their happy sparkle, but they were still as startlingly gorgeous as ever. She put on some lipgloss, and slipped her black sandals on her pale feet.

She zipped her luggage up, and dragged it down the stairs. When she reached the kitchen, she found Mrs. Potter standing over the counter, breathing heavily, with her hands spread across the counter top.

“Mrs. Potter? Are you all right?” Lily asked, putting down her bag, and walking over to Mrs. Potter.

She turned around, and smiled at Lily. “I’m fine dear, but thank you, I just miss him.”

Lily nodded.

“Go sit down, I’ll get you something to eat.”

Lily went and sat down at the large table.

James came down a moment later. He was dressed in his Hogwarts robes that just reached the ground. He stopped in the entranceway, and glance at Lily up and down. He grinned, and walked over. He sat down across from her, and looked up at his mother.

“Mum…You ok with us going back today and all?”

His mother turned around, and flashed him a grin. “Of course dears, you have to go back to school before you miss to much.” She whipped back around, for a moment, and than turned back around to scoop some scrambled eggs onto their plate.

They ate quickly, before taking their plates to the sink.

“Ok, we have to go mum now,” James said. He walked up to her, and hugged her tightly. “Love you,” he said, as he kissed her on the cheek.

“Love you too dear.” She patted his back affectionately. When he pulled back she regarded Lily. “Good bye Lily dear. It was a pleasure to meet you, I hope to see you soon.” Lily smiled, and stepped forward to hug the older woman.

“Thank you so much.” Lily stepped back and smiled. “I’ll see you soon.”

James smiled happily as Lily broke from his mother. They seemed to like each other.

He smiled at his mother. “Bye.”

And the two of them walked to the fireplace to floo back to the school.

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