This is the ending of my prequel. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! D ((Try listening to My heart will go on by Celine Dion while reading this… he he that's right I'm a dork))

"He's beautiful James." She whispered softly as she stared at her son with loving eyes. The baby had the same green eyes as Lily that were staring up at her. Lily stroked the baby's face and he grabbed her finger and held it there. James came up behind her and kissed her neck.

Lily thought she would have never gotten over the death of Sirius. She still wasn't. But James was one memory that kept Sirius alive in her heart.

That day was nothing more than a faint memory now though she still remembered it perfectly. His limp body lying there. She had held on to his hands until the professors had ripped her off him. Voldemort had never gotten what he wished that was the only important thing to everyone else. But she had lost two people that were very important to her. That were too important to her.

She had the same dream every night since then. Sirius is proposing to her in a field on sunflowers but he would disappear as soon as he would put the ring on her finger. She would the field for what seemed like an eternity still trying to find him.

The doorbell rang and she went to go answer it. It was Alice and Frank with their Neville tucked into his carrier. After Sirius had died Remus and Alice had slowly drifted apart and she had met Frank. They made a good couple but not as good as her and Sirius.

James came up behind Lily to greet their guest.

"Meet young Harry Potter." James told them with a grin.

Lily pursed her lips. When she had given birth to Harry her only wish was to name him after Sirius. She had said nothing to James and he persisted on Harry. James knew she had loved Sirius when he died and he respected that. She had learned to love James though never as much as she loved him.

Her mind would occasionally drift back to that winter's day. That winters day when he had kept her warm. His lips against hers. Sometimes she would cry. But not as often as she had. She had a family now. A family that she had to care for and love.

Supper was cooking and smelling wonderful but her sense had all dimmed since his death. Her mind was drifting in and out of reality like it had for the past ten years. She never knew when she would lose another person she loved.

The revenge that provoked her against Bellatrix was unbearable. She would shake with anger whenever she would hear You-know-who's name on the radio or read it in the paper.

They only thing that she was sure of anymore was that as his heart continued to rot six feet under her's would go on. Sirius would live in her heart for as long as she lived.