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The Unexpected: A Lily and James Story! by Emms16

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

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

Summary:
Prologue!


Chapter 32: An Attack

I OWN NOTHING!!!!!

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May apparated into her flat a week later, and stood in the center of the high ceiling room. She stared around the dimly lit room open mouthed. Candles levitated just above her head, giving the room a ghostly romantic atmosphere. The room flickered with the dancing of the flames as May turned her head slightly, She was surprised to find one hovering just near right ear. She lightly blew on it, and the flame tilted to the side, but remained lit.

Her eyes crinkled as she slowly removed her coat. ‘What was going on here?’ She gently slipped her coat onto the nearest armchair.

Her attention was soon pulled toward the kitchen, she could hear the soft sound of cursing, and smirked pleasantly. He must not know that she was home.

She silently made her way toward the small kitchen to her right, and peeked her head around the corner.

The table was adorned with fresh cut roses in a large vase of water, and on the table was a pure white tablecloth, scattered with red rose petals. May brought a hand to her gaping mouth. ‘What was this?’

Sirius’s back was to her, standing over the counter, which looked to be filled with mouth-watering food. To say the least she was impressed, very impressed. Is this a surprise for her or something? She saw his wand poised over the book that was propped up on the wall. His hand was running savagely though his hair, as he cursed silently over the book.

“Damn it, I can’t do this, this is like Chinese! To ask Lily, or not to ask Lily that is the bigger question.” Sirius scratched his head as he mumbled to himself. “No, no asking Lily, this is you thing Sirius Black!” he growled at himself, before removing his hand from his disheveled hair. It was now sticking straight up in uncombed spikes, and May had to smile, he looked simply adorable.

She didn’t want to disturb, or scare him, so she walked back into the dim living room, and decided to make a more lively entrance, so he knows that she’s here.

She walked into the living room, waited a couple seconds before opening her lips into a loud gasp.

“Shit!” She heard Sirius’s muffled voice wafting from the kitchen.

May smiled. ‘Ah the romance.’

INTO THE KITCHEN WITH SIRIUS:

Sirius flung his wand down at the sound of May’s gasp from the living room.

“Shit,” he mumbled, a bit louder than he meant to. He took one last look at the walking on cloud charm, and snapped the spell book shut. ‘Well it was worth a try.’

He slowly walked into the living room. ‘How did James ever do this?’

May turned to him open-mouthed.

“Sirius what…?”

“You like it?” he smiled nervously.

“Like it? Hell I love it!” she smiled brightly. “Would you look at this place! Did you do this?” Her eyes sparkled with admiration.

“Everything you see, and wait until you try the food!” he said mischievously.

May’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Did you make it all by yourself.”

Sirius sputtered in mock hurt, clutching his heart. “Have a little faith m’dear!”

May rolled her eyes. “I s’pose,” she then broke into a huge smile, as Sirius walked forward and took her small warm hand between his much larger and equally warm one.

“Follow me,” Sirius said happily, like say a child that had just did his homework and wants praise.

May chuckled. “Siri, what’s this all about?”

“Can’t a guy make a romantic dinner for his girlfriend?”

“Yes, guys can, but you? It’s not in you personality.”

Sirius gave her another mock hurt look. “You don’t think I can be romantic?”

“You’ll have to prove it to me,” May smirked at a smiling Sirius.

“All right love, you’re on, be prepared to be swept off you feet!” Sirius said with a highly fake French accent.

May chuckled, “You’re insane.”

May walked into the kitchen, and she widened her eyes, “Or not…..Siri…. This is…This is…Amazing.” May gaped like a goldfish.

“Didn’t think I had it in me huh?”

May shook her head slightly as Sirius came up behind her and pulled out her chair. May looked at him startled. “What are you doing?”

Sirius smiled. “Just sit down.”

“You’re losing serious romance points,” May quirked an eyebrow.

Sirius reached into his robe pocket and came up with a small black box; he knelt on one knee in front of May, and watched as her eyes widened.

“How’s this for romance?” Sirius smiled nervously.

“Are you…?” May asked, momentarily speechless.

“ May Delfin, will you marry me?”

Large salty tears began to fill May’s eyes, one escaped and traveled down her usually dry face.

Sirius eyed that one tear. He’d never seen her cry before, well out of happiness that is.

“May?”

She got off the chair, and knelt on her knees in front of him. She couldn’t find her voice, so she pulled him toward her. She buried her head in his shoulder, and clung onto him tightly, not truly believing that this was actually happening.

“May? Will you?” Sirius asked nervously.

All May could do was nod. She nodded vigorously against his shoulder, and his face broke into a wide happy grin. He held his fiancée tightly to his chest, and buried his face in the crook of her neck. Yes now he understood why James had done it.

Neither of them realized that they were still kneeling on the floor.



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FEW HOURS LATER: WITH JAMES AND LILY


Lily stared tiredly at the small wailing black box.

“No,” she moaned.

James sat up and glanced at the alarm clock though blurry eyes. He reached over to pick up his glasses off his bedside table, and perched them on his nose. Then he attempted to look at the clock again, it was only 11:45. He groaned, but stood up, flinging the covers off of himself. He hurried into the bathroom to change into robes for work.

“JAMES! Please don’t go!” Lily yelled. She sat up, and pushed the covers off of herself. She couldn’t stand it anymore, the waiting, the anticipation, the wondering if James was going to come back alive.

“Lily! You know I have too,” he said shutting the bathroom door tightly behind him.

“No you don’t, why can’t someone else go in? Why is it always you?” she cried.

“Well I suppose it’s because I’m the World Class Auror, or maybe it’s because I’m an auror, and it’s my job.” James said through the wood of the bathroom door. She couldn’t tell whether he was being sarcastic or not.

“James….” she moaned, before being interrupted by a frantic voice from downstairs.

“ Lily! LILY! YOU THERE?” It sounded like Anastasia.

Lily’s eyes widened, and she didn’t even notice that James was saying something to her. She bolted down the stairs barefoot, taking the stairs two at a time, and finally skidded to a halt right in front of the roaring fire.

“Emergency Lily, you need to come into work, now, I’m afraid, there’s been a huge death-eater attack in Hogsmead, and there are numbers of injured aurors that need help.”

Lily’s stomach dropped. “I’m coming,” she said matter of factly.

“Good we’re going to need as many nurses as we can get, I’m afraid we have to get to the injured aurors, before the deatheaters do,” she said grimly. “ So do hurry up.”

Lily nodded, as Anastsia’s head disappeared with a small pop. She bolted back up the stairs, and quickly opened the door.

James stood in the center of the room, pulling on his long black auror robes. He didn’t look up as she hurried into the room. She ran to her dresser, pulling off her nightgown in the process. She pulled out an emerald green turtle neck sweater and a pair of Muggle jeans, and began pulling them on.

She was in the process of tying her hair back, when he finally turned around from pinning his World Class Auror’s badge on the front of his robes.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, suddenly board stiff staring at his wife, his eyes wide.

“To work.”

His eyes if possible opened wider, and he crossed the room in two strides standing a few feet away from her. “Like hell you are!” he said strongly.

Lily looked up, her hand poised to make the last loop of her hair.

“I’m going James. They need me.”

“You’re not going,” he shook his head.

“It’s my job! They need me! So I’m going” Lily was getting angry now.

“No, Harry needs you to watch over him!”

“May will come over.”

“No she won’t because you’re not going!” he took a few steps closer, until he was looking down to see into her face. “Get back into bed.”

Lily’s eyes flashed. “You’re not my father James, I’m going, and that’s final, you can’t stop me!”

“Lily I may not be your father, but I am your husband, you can’t go, its way to dangerous! Do you even know what you’ll be going into?”

“To dangerous? James! Don’t treat me like I’m made of glass, this is my job, and I’m not going to sit at home, like the good little house wife, while my husband is in battle, and possibly hurt, when I could have been there to help you!” she shot back.

“Someone else will be there,” he shouted, not listening to her.

“Well what’s the difference between that someone else and me? I’m a person!”

“The difference oh wise one, is that I love you, and would rather die that see YOU hurt!” he shot at her.

“So you’re being selfish?” she glared at him, and turned toward the door.

“You’re not going! And that’s final!” he shouted.

“Let’s see you stop me,” she muttered angrily, as she stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door forcefully behind her, in an effort to buy her more time. She flew down the stairs, not paying attention to the door bursting open, and James’s shouts at her to come back. She knew that he was following her, but she ran quicker to the fireplace to floo May.

She pinched the powder into the fire, and screamed the name of May and Sirius’s house. Instantly Sirius and May swam into view. They had apparently fallen asleep in each other’s arms on the couch infront of the fire, but Lily didn’t have time to sit and take in the romantic sight.

“MAY! SIRI!”

“LILY POTTER!” James shouted from behind her. “YOU ARE NOT GOING!”

May and Sirius both woke up to see Lily’s anxious face staring at them, with a huffing, angry James behind her, James’s fists were clenched, and his forehead was crinkled with anger and stress.

“Siri, you and James were called in, and so was I, there’s a large deatheater attack, and you need to go to pronto, May can you stay and just look after Harry while we’re gone?”

“May that won’t be necessary, as it seems Lily won’t be going.” James growled behind her.

May looked between the two of them. “Guys?”

Lily turned toward James, “JAMES! I’M GOING! FOR CRISTS SAKE! DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MANY TIMES YOU DO THIS TO ME? LEAVE FOR WORK, LEAVING ME BEHIND TO WORRY? HMM? WELL GUESS WHAT NOW IT’S YOUR TURN!” she shrieked.

May’s eyes widened.

“Lily, maybe you shouldn’t go, there will be a lot of fighting, that you don’t want to be involved with,” Sirius said as he stood up from the couch and walked toward the fire.

May cringe, wrong thing to say to Lily.

The fire seemed to spark in Lily’s now cold emerald eyes, as she turned back to look at Sirius in the fireplace. “I can’t believe you,” she said with a deadly calm.

“You’re not going,” James said again. He took a step closer, and placed his hands on her shoulders, and rubbed them. “Listen to me, I love you, and this is way to dangerous, I can’t let you go, my concentration will be with worrying about you the whole night, when I should be fighting.”

Lily’s eyes flared again, ‘What weren’t they getting?’ She hastily shrugged his hands away from her shoulders, and stood up straighter in front of the fireplace. James watched her.

“I’m going,” she said with deadly calm.

May and Sirius stepped out of the fireplace, into Lily and James’s living room.

“I’m going to check on Harry.” May said quietly and disappeared.

Lily nodded, and turned to her unrelenting husband and his friend.

“Lily…..Please….” James’s eyes were now swimming with something different, equivalent to fear and worry.

Lily didn’t soften. He was trying to keep her from doing her job, even if it is somewhat dangerous, his was worse, so he’s being a biased pig.

“I’m going,” Lily said again, shaking her head.

“Lily you can’t please,” James’s voice broke. He ran a shaking hand through his pitch-black hair and sighed heavily. “You just can’t,” he seemed to be loosing his resolve, right before her eyes.

“Oh yes I can,” she reached for the floo powder, but James leapt forward, and wrestled with her for the canister.

“What the Hell James!” she yelled getting frustrated.

“How many times do I have to tell you that you’re……NOT……going?”

“I am!”

“Are not!”

Sirius just watched from in front of the couch. He was at a loss for what to do.

“You are not going!” he shouted, completely losing it.

“Screw you!” she shrieked at last. Hurt flashed in James eyes, but he held onto the container of floo powder like his life depended on it.

With a swift movement, Lily had plunged her hand into the floo powder, and pinched some into the now dead fireplace.

James eyes widened, and his eyes began to water, as the green fire roared to life. “Don’t Lily please, don’t do this to me.”

She backed toward the flames. “I’m not leaving you James, I’m just going to work.”

He reached out for her, just as she screamed ‘ MUNGOS’ and disappeared.

James stared at the empty space that had held his wife, and one tear fell from his eye. “Shit!” His hands fisted in his hair, as he gaped at Sirius with wide blue eyes. “Siri, what if something happens to her?” James asked now rubbing his eye repeatedly.

Sirius shook his head, his mouth still wide open from when Lily actually left.

“Come on mate we should go.” Sirius said quietly, forgetting temporarily the important news about himself and May.

James nodded went to the floo can. He punched the air, and cursed. He leaned against the fireplace for moment, before stepping in, and calling out to the ministry, and he was gone.

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The air was pungent with smoke as Lily walked over the bodies, wands, and trash that littered the ground. Loud shouts of certain curses flooded her ears, as she searched the roads for injured aurors. She could hardly see in the distance, due to the thick cloud of smoke hanging over the small town. She coughed, pinched her eyes shut against the pungent smoke, and tried to hold her breath.

She was starting to regret coming. Her clothes felt grimy, and she couldn’t even imagine how her face must look. She hadn’t seen anyone from her group, and she was scared. She will admit that she was scared. Everywhere she turned she heard angry shouts, and cries of agony. She filtered it through her ears, not registering any of it. She would occasionally dive behind something loose, and hide whenever a death-eater came a little to close for comfort.

Another thing that was bothering her was her fight with James. She understood his concern, but she couldn’t understand how he could force her to stay home. She however didn’t dwell on this because she had more important matters to deal with. What was also plaguing her was that she hadn’t seen him. Hogsmead wasn’t an exceptionally large town. However, there were many people, and the thick smoke, might make it a bit rough to search for people in.

Lily heard a moan a few feet away, and raised fist in a small victory that she could finally help someone. She cautiously, made sure the coast was clear before she made her way toward the injured person. She slowly crawled toward him. Making sure that he was wearing the official auror black robes, and not Death eater robes. She crawled toward him, seeing the auror badge pinned to his robes, and kneeled next to him.

She saw that he was grazed by some kind of curse, which left an open wound on the man’s shoulder. Blood soaked his robes, and was dripping down his chest from a cut, and his arm from the shoulder.

“Sir, I’m Lily Potter, just hang in there, you’ll be fine,” she whispered. She lifted her sweater, and ripped off a section of her white undershirt off to dress his wounds with. “It isn’t much, but it will have to do.”

He nodded weakly, and coughed, wincing at the pain the movement caused.

“Sir, do you think you’ll be able to move, behind that garbage can?” Lily pointed to the can that was ten feet away.

The man nodded bravely, and stood up, with the help of Lily. He stumbled a bit, and grasped onto Lily’s shoulder to steady himself. Lily swung her arm around his good shoulder, and helped him stagger rather awkwardly towards the trash can.

She could still hear a chorus of curses being thrown all around her, and her heart felt heavy. When she finally made it behind the garbage can, she gently helped him lye down.

“I’ll be right back, ok? I have to go find someone else from my group.”

The man nodded, as Lily crawled out bravely from behind the trashcan.

“Whom do we have here?” a cold voice asked from right above her head. A shiver went down her spine. “A mudblood, and a female, in a battle? Can this get any better?” The man snarled. “Stand.”

“No,” she said defiantly, staying close to the ground.

His eyes flashed. “Imperio,” the man bellowed.

Lily instantly felt weightless, she felt free and happy, like nothing in the world mattered.

“Stand.”

“Ok,” she said obediently, and rose to her feet.

“Look at me.”

Lily looked up.

“Lily Potter? Should have known. You meddlesome fool. Where’s your husband?”

Lily wanted to answer, but she dared not. She felt intense pain, and anguish flow through her veins.

The man laughed at her.

She grew more defiant, until finally she’d thrown the entire curse off, breathing deeply, and aching with her effort.

She punched him in the face with all the strength she could muster, forgetting about her wand. “Ass hole,” she spat at his feet.

The man’s face contorted with fury, as he raised his wand and pointed it at her.

“Crucio!”

White-hot knives were instantly driven into her skin, burning, tearing, and eating away at her scorching flesh. She shrieked in pain, and felt her knees give way. She crumpled to the ground, writhing in pain.

“That will teach you to talk back to the likes of a real wizard, mudblood.”

Her screaming grew louder, and more intense as he kept the curse on her for longer than 10 minutes. Her skin began to break, and thick hot red blood began to snake down her body, soaking into her sweater and jeans, and into her hair. She couldn’t breathe, due to the needles in her throat and lungs, she couldn’t hear due to the knives carving at her ear. She wanted to die. She’d never been in so much pain. She was starting to feel lightheaded, and she looked down at the pavement, she was lying in her own puddle of blood. This was how she was going to die? The Crucio Curse? At least it would be in honor. She would never see James again, and she would never be able to tell him that she loved him. She coughed, and the ground next to her mouth was sprayed with ruby red blood. Just as she was about to pass out from the pain, she heard a thump, and the death-eater that had put the curse on her slumped to the ground, unconscious or dead.

She could still feel the needles and knives cutting, piercing, and digging into her soft flesh, but she wasn’t screaming anymore, she was too weak.

“Lily?” a tearful voice asked. She pried her eyes open as far as she could. Her vision was blurry, and dim, but she could make out James’s profile.

“Thank….God…..Came….” she managed a weak smile. “ I……love……James.” And the world went black.



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James’s train of thought was broken by a loud piercing scream. An eerily familiar scream. His heart stopped, as he weakly cursed the death-eater.

That scream wasn’t just anybody. That was Lily. He glanced panicked over to where Sirius was shouting to one of the aurors; he was pointing toward the other end of the street.

“Siri!” a panicked James yelled.

“What?” Sirius yelled back.

“That scream! It’s Lily!”

Sirius’s eyes widened. “Oh shit.”

James didn’t think twice, he ran off in the direction of the screams. He plunged into the dense cloud of smoke, and almost tripped over a piece of trash, but he found his bearings and moved on. He gained speed, as her screams became louder, and more pain filled.

“Oh god, let her be all right!”

He could hear Sirius pounding along behind him.

James ran faster, pushing harder, trying to get to her as fast as humanly possible. Tears began to fall down his face, as he ran, his legs running on pure adrenaline.

When he finally rounded the corner, his heart seemed to stop pumping. He gave a burst of speed, and ran toward the man that was standing above a huddled bundle of clothes, hair, and blood, writhing in pain.

“Please don’t let this be Lily,” James muttered to himself as he raised his wand, his eyes bright with fury.

“James wait! Don’t do anything yet, you could harm Lily!” Sirius shouted. “You get to Lily, and I’ll deal with him.”

James wanted to protest, but he had to see her. He heard Sirius mutter ‘Stupefy’ the man dropped wide-eyed right away. Sirius kicked the man’s head, and his gut, and finally sat down on his chest, right above his heart, to make it as hard as possible to breath.

James dropped his wand on the pavement, not caring that it rolled away from him, and bent down next to Lily. He couldn’t breathe. Agony washed over him, as he saw her pain filled face. She was lying in a pool of her own blood, and her sweater was no longer emerald green, it was now a dark eerie red, something James hoped that he’d never have to see on someone that he loved.

Blood was caked in her hair, and she wasn’t moving, or speaking. Tear after tear trailed down James face.

He glanced up at a grief stricken Sirius, perched on top of her assailant. He quickly looked down again, at his wife. He checked her pulse with a shaking hand. It was weak, but she was definitely alive. He sighed on somewhat relief. He took her blood soaked hand, into his, smearing blood all over himself, but he didn’t care, he was already soaked in her blood. He instinctively reached over, and lifted her head gently into his lap, not caring that he was getting blood even more all over himself.

“Siri, go get an auror for that scum,” James said in a choked voice.

Sirius nodded, and ran quickly off.

James bent over his wife. “Lily?” He gently stroked her hair, comfortingly smoothing it away from her flushed, pain filled face.

He watched the difficult effort it took for her to open her eyes. He grasped her hand, and continued to stroke her hair. The tears continued to pour down his face.

She finally managed to open her eyes, and she looked up at him, gratefully.

“Thank….God……Came.” He watched her mouth lift into a weak smile. “I….love…James.” And she passed out.

James hugged her too him, and cried. “Oh god! Lily! LILY! LILY DON’T LEAVE ME!” he cried into her hair. “I love you too! I love you too.”

He gently rocked back and forth, clutching her limp body closer to him.

“Help!”

He shouted, Sirius wasn’t coming back quick enough.

When they finally arrived, they took the death-eater away, and sent him to the custody of the ministry of magic, and immediately sent for Lily, and the man that they had found behind a trash can to St. Mungos.

“James let go.” Someone was urging him to let go of Lily.

Blind with panic, James held her to him tighter, tears running down his pale face.

“No, don’t touch her.”

“We have to get her to Mungos,” The gentle voice seemed to say, almost as if they were submerged in water.

James slowly loosened his grip on Lily, but kept a firm grip on her hand as they levitated her to the apparation sight. James didn’t let go of her hand until he was forced to separate from her at Mungos.


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