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”Please, don’t go…” she said, grabbing his hand as he turned to leave, “Stay!”

“You’ve been absolutely horrible to me, Lily. I don’t like you anymore.”

“But – I love you!”

“I’m sorry, it’s too late” he said.

She didn’t want to let go of his hand, but when she looked deep into his eyes she knew he was right. She didn’t deserve him. It hurt, but she slowly let go.

”Good bye” he said, “forever!”

Then she watched him leave. A single tear ran down her face as he disappeared into the woods. She was all alone now, crying openly. She fell to the ground, her heart hurting more than it ever had before.

“Evans… Evans!”


“Evans, wake up!”



She opened her eyes, and looked straight into a pair of grey eyes.

“What? Why? Who – What’re you doing here?” she whispered.

“You were screaming. I didn’t want to get blamed for anything if someone came in and heard you!” Malfoy said slyly, getting out of her way without helping her up.

She was on the floor, she now noticed. She must’ve fallen from the bed.

She watched Malfoy leave the room without moving. It wasn’t until a couple of minutes later, when she tried to get up, that she noticed she couldn’t get up.

Panicking, she tried to call for help. After a while she realised that she was either deaf or mute. A couple of minutes passed, but nothing happened.

“Someone will miss me in class, right?” she thought to herself.

Hours passed, but no one came. The tears had stopped a long while ago; crying wouldn’t help her now. The floor was cold and hard, and the only sounds she could hear were the occasional opening and closing of doors.

She wished she could scream the foulest things at Malfoy, and if anyone ever found her it’d be no problem for her to say them to his face.

Thinking was all she could do, because no matter how hard she tried, sleep wouldn’t come to her. Sleep could be her only escape, if only for the moment.

When the dark finally began to fall, she was hungry, thirsty and cold. Tears were again rolling down her cheeks. Rescue would not come, and the magic was not yet wearing off. She had been hoping that it would, but she was just as tied to the floor and just as mute as she had been in the morning.

The nightmare form the same morning still haunted her. It was like she could hear him say it; ‘It’s too late. Goodbye… forever!’


Something didn’t feel right. His gut told him something was wrong, and it had been all day. He just couldn’t put his finger on it.


“Poppy, is she here?” said McGonagall, obviously stressed out.

Her prefects-meeting was supposed to start half an hour ago, and she was missing her Head Girl. Lily Evans hadn’t attended classes all day either, she had been informed by the other teachers. They’d all assumed she’d been at the Hospital Wing, because a top student like Miss Lily Evans would not just skip class.

“I’m sorry, Minerva, who are you talking about?” asked a bewildered Poppy. McGonagall stopped and breathed for a moment, trying to calm down. Stress did this to her sometimes.

“Lily Evans, I can’t find her” she said calmly.

“No” said Madam Pomfrey, shaking her head. “I haven’t seen her here in a while. Why?”

“I can’t find her… She was supposed to be at a meeting now!”

“Have you tried her dorm?”

McGonagall said nothing but a short “thank you”, and then she was off. Madam Pomfrey only shook her head, fearing the worst and preparing for a patient, just in case. It wasn’t that she was psychic, just suspicious of the abnormal.


“Ms. Evans” McGonagall called. “Ms. Evans!”

But Lily had finally gone to sleep; after lying on the floor for twelve hours she was so exhausted she couldn’t stay awake another minute.

McGonagall knocked on Lily’s door three times and waited for an answer. When it didn’t come, she carefully opened the door so that she could look in and see if she was there.

She wasn’t in her bed, that’s for sure. Opening the door a little more, she could see the large wooden desk in front of the window. Stepping inside she saw something on the floor. Noticing it was breathing, McGonagall hurried over and with a small shriek she realised it was Lily lying on the floor.

Her position wasn’t natural at all. She was lying with her arms like glued to her body, facing the ceiling. She was sleeping, and even that wasn’t natural because you wouldn’t normally sleep on the floor.

Not knowing exactly what to do, McGonagall carefully tried to wake her up.

“Miss Evans? Miss Evans…” she said, but Lily didn’t move.

Deciding she had to wake her up, McGonagall tried lifting her arm. Only problem was it wouldn’t move.

“What in the name of Merlin am I going to do?” she asked herself, as she gave up trying to move Lily in any way. She didn’t want to leave Lily just lying there, but on the other hand it would be of better help to go get Dumbledore.

Deciding to go with the latter, she got up and zoomed down the corridor to the Headmaster’s office.


“It’s a simple freezing charm, Minerva. You should calm down. Poppy, would you get Minerva some tea, please? Thank you” said Dumbledore warmly. Lily was safe in a bed at the far end of the Hospital Wing, after being de-frozen and warmed up a bit. She was now eating a hot chicken-soup, which would cure any cold.

“Now, if you’ll all excuse me, I would like a word with Miss Evans alone, please” said the Headmaster, smiling at the two ladies.

“We’ll be in my office” said Poppy Pomfrey, and she walked into her office with McGonagall following her carefully, not to spill any of the hot tea.

“Lily Evans” started the Headmaster, talking more gravely and seriously now that they were alone. “A simple freezing charm done by yourself would require your wand to be in your hand. As I noticed, it was not, and therefore you, correct me if I’m wrong, could not have preformed the spell on yourself. Even if by accident” he added, looking at her.

Lily found the situation quite uncomfortable. It was very weird to be in the position where she could either rat out Malfoy, make him pay for all the miseries he’d ever caused her, or she could keep her mouth shut and forget about the whole thing.

“You have a choice here, Miss Evans” said Dumbledore as though he’d just heard what she was thinking. “Just remember this; others might end up like you back there, only not that lucky.”

Lily looked up at him. His eyes were so calm, yet so worrying. She drew her breath and opened her mouth to say it, when the window suddenly burst open and a beautiful brown owl flew in through the window.

It hooted once, before heading for Dumbledore. It landed on his shoulder, and Dumbledore took the letter, gave the owl a little snack that seemed to have come from out of nowhere, and then the owl was off.

Dumbledore stepped away, opening the letter when he reached the window the owl had come in through. The look on his face didn’t reveal anything, and Lily only just managed to control her curiosity.

Finally Dumbledore folded his letter and walked over to her bed again. Clearing his throat, he handed her the letter.

“You’re the fellow Head, I feel you have a right to read this” he said simply.

Lily’s heart was pounding faster now, wondering what in the name of Merlin was in the letter. She opened it quickly, and unfolded a green letter with curly handwriting. She could hardly make out what it said, but it went something like this:

Professor Dumbledore.

This is my letter of resignation. I have decided to leave Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry due to unforeseen events, and will therefore not be able to continue in the position as Head Boy. My apologies for any inconvenience this may cause.

With best wishes for the future,
Lucius Abraxas Malfoy

Lily leaned back in her bed, breathing deeply, before folding the letter and returning it to Dumbledore. He looked at her, and for the first time since McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey had left the serious look on his face was gone. Instead he looked comforting, in an odd sort of way, considering he’s the Headmaster.

Still, Lily couldn’t shake away the thought that she’d driven someone out of the school. It had been him that had frozen her to the floor, yes, but she was still the reason why he’d left, wasn’t she?

“He was considering leaving last year also” said the Headmaster lightly. “If you read the Daily Prophet, you’ll see why in a couple of days. I think he won’t mind me saying; he’s been offered a job at the Ministry, despite his low age.”

Madam Pomfrey’s office door opened, and the two women came back into the room.

“If you don’t mind, Headmaster, I think my patient might need some rest. Thank you” said Madam Pomfrey, starting to mix a sleeping potion for Lily.

“Actually, we were just done” said Dumbledore. “Sleep well, Miss Evans, and I’ll be looking out for a new Head as soon as I possibly can.”
With a smile he left the Hospital Wing, leaving a still utterly confused Lily to deal with her own thoughts.

“You’ve been through a lot these last few hours” said Madam Pomfrey. “You mind works on problems and difficult matters while you’re sleeping, and you look like you could need some sleep.”

‘Why, thank you’ thought Lily sarcastically. Within the minute she was fast asleep.


”Please, don’t go…” she said, grabbing his hand as he turned to leave, “Stay!”

“You’ve been absolutely horrible to me, Lily. I don’t like you anymore.”

“But – I love you!”

“I’m sorry, it’s too late” he said.


She’d had the same dream as she had the last couple of days; he was saying goodbye and all she could do was to watch him go.

Feeling the sunshine coming through the windows, Lily opened her eyes slowly, taking in the wonderful smell of fresh flowers. Like still dreaming, she looked around, noticing she was in the Hospital Wing.

What was new was the person sitting next to her bed, which was quite the surprise this early in the morning. Not knowing what to say, there was an awkward pause.

“Ehm, what time is it?” asked Lily casually.

“Twelve fifteen” said James, not even looking at his wristwatch. She sighed.

“I – I came here because Dumbledore asked me to give you a message” he said, handing her a note. Lily looked at it briefly, and then looked up at James again.

“Congratulations!” she said, sitting up straight in her bed.

“Thank you” said James shyly, finally looking away. There was another pause, this one not as tense and awkward as the last one. It was James who finally broke it.

“Well, then I’ll be off” he said, getting up. “Goodbye, Lily!”

Lily almost choked as she heard him say it, and she tried to hold back the tears. She did manage, but only just. He’d reached the door now, if she was going to say something it’d have to be now.

“James!” she called after him. But he was already half-way through the door, and didn’t hear her.

‘Now or never’ she thought, as she jumped out of her bed and ran towards the door, catching him just before he got to the staircase.

“Lily, shouldn’t you be in bed?” he asked, and she could hear that his concern was sincere. A single tear ran down her cheek, as she couldn’t force herself to say the words.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, “Look, I really think you should get back to bed! Madam Pomfrey is holding you in there for a reason, right?”

Lily nodded, and followed James back into bed in defeat.

‘I was never brave…’ she thought to herself, ‘but self-pity won’t help me.’

James had taken a hold of her hand as he guided her back to the Hospital Wing. He was absolutely thrilled that she didn’t let go of his hand, and even though she was crying, he had to keep himself from smiling. Just when they were opening the Hospital Wing again, Lily mumbled something. James turned around to face her.

”Sorry, I didn’t catch that” he said, holding the door halfway open.

“I said… there’s a… uhm… Hogsmeade weekend this… eh… weekend… and I was just… you know, wondering… if, eh…” with red cheeks and a high pulse, she tried to get the words out right. It was proving to be more difficult than she’d have thought.

“You really mean that??” said James, letting go of the door so that it closed itself. Lily mumbled something again, before nodding slightly.

James didn’t say anything at first. After all these years, after all this waiting and all the times he’d asked her, after all the times she’d turned him down. After all of that, when she finally was the one asking him, he was seriously considering yes or no.

“I need to know something” he said, letting go of her hand. Lily felt like crying again, her hand felt cold now that he wasn’t holding it.

“Sure” she managed to utter.

“LM” he said. “Who is LM?”

Lily needed a minute to think, before it occurred to her what he meant.

“You’ve… you’ve…”

“Wish number one – Go on a date with LM” said James, dreading the answer.

Not able to hold back her tears anymore, Lily turned around to breathe.

“The list, yes. I remember it now! …Do you know Cheyenne?” she asked him, still not facing him.

“Yes, I know her. Why?”

“You’re Little Marauder, remember?”

James mentally slapped himself for not thinking that same thought before.

“What about Malfoy, then?”

“I never could stand him” said Lily. She was shifting nervously, still not facing him.

James could no longer stand it, and walked around her so that he could look her in the eye, but she held her head low, looking at her feet. Finally she looked up, and their eyes met. Her emerald green eyes were gleaming with tears, and James realized he could never say no to her.

“You’re sure you won’t just blow me off again, then?” he asked, and finally she smiled. He felt like all his insides melted at the sight of her sweet smile.

“I’m sure” she said, “I know I’ve been horrible to you, and I’m sorry. I just, I never thought you actually liked me, and then when I understood you actually did it was too late, so I convinced myself I didn’t like you, still I did, and I… I don’t know…”

James stopped her rambling by a sweet kiss, after which they were both fairly red. But James still had something he needed to say, and he couldn’t wait any longer.

“I love you, Lily. Always have, always will!”


A.N. The story is FINISHED!! I love this story so much, I can't believe it's finally come to an end... Well, tell me what you think; please review:)

And since this is the last chapter I feel I need to explain about this chapter because there won't be another one that I can explain it in... It's about the Malfoy thing:
He was going anyway, and he loathed Lily, so he wanted to make her miserable and this was his chance since he couldn't be punished when he was leaving anyway. Hope that cleared it up;)

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