This is it guys, this is the final chapter. I want to deicate this chapter to my Harry Potter loving friend (and crush) Jayden and of course, to all you wonderfull readers!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, I probably wouldn't be writing a fanfiction.
Chapter 7
I don't know what's happening. I remember racing for the golden snitch, but I have no idea what happened after that. I feel tired now. And I have a terrible pain in my abdomen. I can't open my eyes. Well, maybe I can. But I'm far to tired to try. I want to sleep again. I hear voices. What are they saying? They sound…familiar. Yes, I know those voices. Alice, Sirius, Remus and James. They sound worried. Did someone get hurt?
My curiosity got the best of me. I opened my eyes, blinded by the light and the white room. I know where I am, I'm in the informatory. Then, I saw them. Their voices quiet, their tone worried. They don't seem to have noticed me yet. I decide to make my awakening known. "Did we win?"
They all came down on me Hugging me, their eyes full of happy tears. My ears filled with the chorus of 'Lily! Your okay! Your not dead! Thank god!' Etcetera, Etcetera. I was a bit confused, why are they so emotional? "What happened?"
They all looked at each other, none of them wanted to speak. But finally, James sighed and started explaining. "Well, you had caught the snitch. Winning the game. And Slytherine didn't take that to well. Especially their beater. He found a bludger, and smashed it at you. It hit you, right in the stomach. Breaking a few of your ribs in the process. And you fell, of your broom. You fell a good 50 feet."
"Wow, I did? And I hit the ground."
Sirius spoke up, "No, you would of. But Prongs here caught you."
I was shocked, James may of just saved my life. I looked over at him. He blushed. He rarely did that but I must admit, he is cute when he does. "Thank you, James. You saved my life."
"I don't think I did, I just caught you. Madame Pomfrey probably would have been able to fix you up if you did hit the ground. She was able to heal your ribs after all."
I felt the corner of my lip turn up into a small smile. "Guys, could you leave me alone for a little while? I need a nap."
They nodded and exited the room. For a moment, I thought I heard James whisper something like "Anything for you love. I'll be back."
With that, my smile grew, as I drifted into a soft, dreamless sleep.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER
I awoke again. This time I knew just what was going on. I had been hit by a bludger and then I fell off of my broom, only to be caught by James. I was still soar, but I felt much better. I opened my eyes and looked around. In the chair right by my bed I saw a sight that I wasn't really expecting to see. It was James, asleep in the chair. He is adorable when he sleeps. I feel a small smile creep onto my face. I nudge him. "James? James? Wake up."
He stirred, but didn't wake up. I smirked, I knew exactly what I could do to wake him up. I sat up in my bed, reached over, and kissed his cheek. He smiled, and his eyes fluttered open. "Lily?"
"Hi James, what are you doing here?"
He looked down and blushed. "I wanted to make sure you were okay. I feel like it's kind of my fault that this happened to you. You have no idea how worried I, er, we were."
Wow, after years of him being a total prick…he is the sweetest guy I know. "Thank you, James. But it wasn't at all your fault. You couldn't have done a thing to stop it. It doesn't matter anymore though, I'm completely fine."
"That is great to hear from you. Madame Pomfrey said that you'll be able to leave in the morning."
"That's great. I've always hated it in here. It's to white and it smells to clean. Speaking of morning though, what time is it?"
"Oh, I don't know. Three?"
I looked outside, it was pitch black except for the moon and the stars, shining in the night sky. I heard him chuckle. I looked back at him, confused. "What?"
"What?"
"It's just that…never mind."
"What? Tell me."
"it's just that…you look beautiful right now. Not that you always don't. But, especially now."
I looked down at myself. I'm wearing a hospital gown. And my hair is probably a mess. How could I possibly look beautiful? I sighed. "Get some sleep James."
He nodded and sank back down into his chair. I meant in his bed, not in some hard chair. But before I could say anything he had already fallen asleep. I take another long look at him, then drift back to sleep. This time, dreaming of him.
A FEW DAYS LATER
The shock of everything has gone down. Everyone has stopped asking me how I'm feeling, or if I need help carrying anything. Everything is back to normal. Except that is, for James. We are closer than ever, he is always by my side. Always asking to walk me to class, or carry my books. It is the sweetest thing. I guess he still feels sort of responsible for everything that happened, no matter how many times I tell him it wasn't his fault.
Now we are sitting at a table in the library, working on our latest homework assignment, a 2 foot long essay. Books piled all around our table. I look over at him. His eyebrows fixed and he is nibbling on the end of his quill, trying to concentrate. I realize, it's time. Time to do something that I promised myself I would never do.
"Hey James?"
"Yes Lils?" He asked, looking up from his essay.
"What time is it?"
He looks down at his watch. "1:17"
"Okay thanks. So it's November 17th, 1977. At 1:17 p.m. I just wanted to be able to remember the exact moment when I finally realized that I wanted to date you."
He looked at me, shock, confusion, and excitement in his eyes. "What did you just say?"
"Will you go out with me James?"
"Absolutely."
Pick up lines are definitely not as bad as I thought they were.
That's it! It's over! Even though it is over, I still want your reviews! You have no idea how much reading your reviews actually means to me. It makes me feel like what I do on here might actually be good, like maybe I am good at something. Anyways, thank you for reading! It was fun writing this, and I hope to write another fanfiction soon, can't promise it will be about Harry Potter though. THANK YOU! :D