Hello everyone! As you already know, my story got deleted…I never thought that my story would get deleted so I didn't save ANY of my chapter. I figure I might as well write a new story line since it would be very boring for you to read since you all already know what happen in the story, and I know I won't get as much review if I post the same old story line. This new story is not that similar to the old one and it is up to you weather or not this story will go on. I don't want to waste my time on writing something no one will like, so if you all don't like this story, that is fine with me, I would just focus on my other story then. I figure some people might like to read something different since I try to search for this kind of story plot and didn't find any, so I think some of you might like new things…its ok if you don't like it. I love you all anyways.
Warning: This story is very smutty! If you don't like smutty stuff, please don't read it, I don't want to ill you! And please understand that English is not my first language, you might find some false in this chapter. If anyone is interest to be my beta, please send me an email and I will give you a hug!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Don't sue please.
Now…ladys and gentlemen! Please hang on to your seat! Cozyou are going on a rough ride!
Tick…tick…tick…
The longer leg of the clock tick past twelve, another hour past and the only sound that could be heard throw the empty cold house was the ticking sound of the old fashion wooden clock in the dark living room. In the room, lay a long figure on the couch, he was still, unsounded, but was wildly awake. His right hand hanging off the couch, holding a strong firewisky firmly in his hand. He was sad, anybody could tell by the look in his hazel eyes, the beautiful sad eyes that hide behind his round glasses.
"She's late again…" he whisper brokenly to the empty room. But he could barely hear himself; his voice was faint and harsh as if he'd been crying.
A moment past and the silence in the house quickly broken as the front door crack open. He slowly shut his eyes as the light softly turn on, he could hear her move, smell her perfume, the door shuts with a click, then he could sense her coming near.
The smell of rose and medicine reach him as she knee down, he could feel the bottle of firewisky been tug gently out of his hand. His heart warmth when he felt her hand in his hair, he wanted to reach out and pull her close to him, wanted to kiss her back when he felt her soft warm lips on his, but he was too angry at her, angry at her for leaving him to be alone…
Lily looked down at her husband and her eyes filled up with tears why did he have to wait? How long did he wait? She wondered painfully, is he mad at me still? A small tears escape from her emerald eyes as she softly stroke his hair.
She missed him so much, it's been so long since they hugged, kissed, made love…it has been five days now, five days away form each other…every hour away from him feels like an eternity to her. She wonders if it's the same with him…she wonders if he still loves her as much as he use too.
She quietly pull away, while wanted so much for him to wake up and to hear he say a soft 'hello', to have him give her a welcome home kiss, but she knew sadly that none of that would happen, she knew that they would fight again if he awoke…that they would yell again.
Lily quietly raised to her feet and drinks in the sight of James Potter, the only men that she ever come to love, and yet, could hurt her so much. It hurts her deeply that he won't even look at her anymore, he won't listen of what she has to say, didn't even care if she tries to explain.
Lily took a deep breath to com her tears down, and carefully take of his shoes for him, prying to god that she didn't wake him up, she loosen his tie so he could sleep better, she then grab a blanket beside the couch, the same blanket James had slept in for days while they didn't talk, and put it over him to keep him warm, hoping against hope that he'll stop this torture and would talk to her again…
……
"Mr. Potter, please! Our patient needs her! Can you please go get her now!"
"She just went to sleep! Can't you goddamn people do anything yourself!" James roars at the fireplace, no one is taking Lily away, not when he just have her home.
"But this is her patient sir! It's her case, her job!"the lady's head from the fireplace scream at him, James just want to shove some dirt into her ugly face so she would shut the hell up, she's going to wake Lily with her high pinch annoying voice.
"I don't care! Just get someone else to do it for her!" James hisses, he took a deep breath to com himself down before he loose his temper and jump in the fire place and punch the lights out of the old hag.
"IT'S HER CASE SIR! IF SHE DOESN'T COME, HER PATIENT MIGHT DIE!"
"BUT SHE JUST FUCKING GOT HERE!" that's it, this bitch is over-
Lily groans slightly and move the cover over her head, why is this house so loud? She thought annoyingly before turning over
"But sir! Ever thing might bee too late if she didn't come soon! If she doesn't come now, SHE IS FIRED!"
The young redhead shot right out of bed as soon as she comes to conscious, she recognize that voice! That loud annoying squeaky voice of her boss! She quickly scrambles out of the bedroom as fast as she could and ran down the stairs in to the living room, to her horror, she see her furious husband pointing his wand that the fire green head of her boss. Lily had to cover her ears at the sound of her boss screaming at James.
"Stop!"
Nothing happen.
"STOP!" she yelled, and this time, to her relief, both of them froze, she nervously turn to her boss
"Can I help you?" she ask uncertainly, the lady scared her every time they came face to face.
James was looking at Lily now; she was in her tiny green night gown that he had bought for her a long time ago when they went to Paris together. He quickly looked away and tries to fight out the memory of the night when he first saw her in it.
"We need you here, Mrs. Potter, now would be best." Hisses the head of Lily's boss, "Are you coming, or are you going to stand there and get yourself discharge?"
Lily winch, "I'll be there in less then ten second, Mrs. Spize" she said weekly. Lily could feel James's gaze burning throw her head as she finish those sentences. Please don't look at me like that…please understand…
Lily thought for a second and decided to risk looking at James, he quickly look away and start walking angrily towards the door.
For a second there, she forgot that they wasn't suppose to talk to each other, for a second there, she forgot that he hated her…so she ran after him and quickly grab his arm
"Where are you going?" she ask worriedly, tears started to well up in her emerald eyes.
"None of your business" he hisses coldly and jerks his arm away; he can't believe that Lily would choose someone over him so easily…
"But It's late, James…"
"You're the one to talk" he snare, and without a backward glance, he storm out of the door, leaving Lily who sank to the floor alone.
……
"He's not getting any better, we tried everything." A young girl about 19 years of age said, her short brown hair sticking out every where, and her brown eyes are bloodshot as if she haven slept in days.
Lily Potter looked around the meeting room full of her team healer and sigh, this has never happen to her before, her patient always gets better in the care of her team, and her team was the best team St. Mangos ever have.
"Ok everyone, listen up." Lily stood up from her site and pull out her wand, "The patient has a huge brunt on his stomach, right? He throws up in blood in every five hours, disable to talk and he seem to see things that wasn't there" Lily taps her wand on the chalkboard and it started to write down her saying.
"The side affect is none like the unforgivable curse that we've seen, none like any curse…Wish means it's very bran new, very dark and powerful and very muggle like…okay, I think we should start with-"
"-Excuse me for the interruption, listen up please" everyone in the room turns their head to the door and winch at the sight of the St. Mango's boss. Lily seated herself down and feel slightly annoy at the lady who interrupt her serious meeting. "I have talk to the France professional healers, and they too, have a patient like the ones we have now. We are gathering healers form all over the world to talk about this new curse. And I pick this team to be a part of it. So everyone, pack your bags, we are going to France."
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The sound of pouring rain bucketing to the ground fills the front porch as James opens the front door. The strong wind blows from every direction, curling around the plants in the small front garden and whipping them about haphazardly. The dark clouds are thick and low, and random streaks of lightning zip across the gloomy sky, followed by the low rumble of thunder in the distance.
He tries his best to walk straight, but with firewisky in his vice, his lags seems to become heavier and heavier to carry. The house was dark, and look ever so frighten with the lighting struck outside. With his blurry vision, he tries his best to make out the way in his house, but before he could go any further, he felt his feet come in contact with something heard on the floor, uh oh-
BANG!
Lily Potter shook awake immediately, she sat up straight from the couch that she's been sleeping on and look wildly around at the cost of the sound. And to her horror as she look to her right, she found her husband laying face down not too far away from the open front door that was swaying back and forth from the impact of the storm out side the house.
Her face was peeler then ever as she scrambles out of the couch and run to knee beside her unconscious husband. Her heart was pounding wildly as she took in the sight of her beloved men. He is drenched from head to toe; underneath his black leather jacket his clothes cling to his lean form and his dark messy hair is matted across his peal cheek. Tears start to well up in her eyes as the million question of to what had happen to him pop in to her head.
"James?" she whispers brokenly as she reaches out her shaky hand to touch his face. "Oh, James…" as tears flow freely down her cheeks, she bent down and softly kiss his earlobe, "James?" she whispers again, and become panic as she didn't receive any answer from him.
Lily quickly flips James over on his back and turn on the lights, all her worries died down as she figure out what was wrong with him, his drunk again… she thought sadly as she crawl on to her knees and get more closer to him.
Lily throws her arms around him and buries her face in his chest, I can't leave him…god, what should I do? Should I quite my job…? She wonders, But I can't…I can't let him work for this family alone… Lily's heart skip a beat as she felt a soft pressure on her head, the movement was soothing and familiar. Her heart jump with joy as she realize that James was stroking her hair, something he hadn't done in quite a while. But her heart sinks to her feet once more as she reminds herself that he was drunk.
Lily carefully raise her head from his chest so she could get a better view of him, she blushes furiously as their eyes met one another. James is the only one that could make her blush like this; every time their eyes met she couldn't help it but feel shy.
James took in the sight of his young wife; it has been so long since he last stair at the emerald pool…her beautiful face has so much sadness in them, her cheek was red and her eyes was wet from tears. Her soft red curls cling to her cheeks and her full red lips was trembling from her crying.
"Don't cry…" he said, gently wiping away her tears with his thumb. "I'm alright, Lily. Don't cry-"
James's eyes widen with shock as he was silence by warm, tender lips of the women atop of him. He quickly recover his shock and hungrily kisses his lover back, their tongue lovingly intervene as they draw closer to one another. Lily buries her small hands in her husband's wet hair and moan as he started to massage her breasts and start to touch her everywhere he can.
Lily broke away to take a good look at her Jaems again, "I miss you" she nearly choked out, and without waiting for his reply, she slam her lips to his again.
They stay like that for awhile, drinking in each other's touch as to make up for the time they've been apart. But inside the women's heart knew she couldn't stay for long-
Ding…ding…ding…
The old fashion clock in their living room strike as midnight, and Lily knew she has to pull away.
"James…" she whispers, her warm breath tickling his lips.
"Mmmm?"
"I…I…" Lily raises her shaky hand to cup at his cheek, "P-please don't get mad…" she said weekly. And with that statement, James's hazel eyes flutter open, and they stared at her warily.
"Why?" he ask while sitting up slowly. Lily has no choice but to back away sadly while he moves to sit properly on the floor. Here we go again…she thought miserable as she knew what was coming next.
"I have a new assignment…" she started quietly, her eyes looking down at her hands, "I-I have to…to go to France…" she whispers the last sentence and closes her eyes, bracing herself for the worst.
James can't believe what he was hearing, how could she? After they just made up, and she's throwing this in his face? He can't help it but laugh, laugh at the sadness he's feeling right now, laughing all his sadness away…
Lily was tremble with fear; James's cold laughing cuts throw her heart like a sharp knife. She never feels this scared of him before.
He stood up and stumble a little "Why are you telling me this, Lily? Eh? Do you want me to help you pack or something?" he said in a laughing voice.
"James…please-"
"Oh, wait, are you coming back this time, Lily? Or are you going to stay there till you rotten with your job? Hey, why don't you marry one of your patient too?" and with that, he let out a bark like laugh. He laughs even harder at the sight of her suitcase beside their living room couch.
"Oh, I see you already pack! Why waste anymore time here?"
Lily quickly rose to her feet and throws her arms around James longingly, it's a good thing that his back was facing her, cause other wise, she would have seen his tears.
"James, please understand…they need me there. I have to go…I don't want to but I have to, please, don't be mad…I love you…"
Silence fell between them as Lily finishes her saying. James's eyes were burning while hot liquid were running down freely on his face, his throat clinch as he tries to fight back his tears, he looks up to the ceiling and tries blink them back, mans do not cry…
And slowly, like a zombie, he pulls Lily's arms away from him. And with out a backward glance, he walks up the stairs and in to his empty bedroom.
Yeah…it's very smutty…you hate it don't you? I'm sorry…