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Lily turned the corner. At the time she was in quite the daze thinking of…sigh…James Potter. Lily was unsure of what to do. She really enjoyed talking to him…well not exactly talking but reading James' letters and writing to him. Yet, It seemed that James was making little improvement in humility and kindness. Maybe he'll grow out of it.
Her thoughts and travel were interrupted when a body slammed against her with such force; she figured it must have been because of a magical duel. She was wrong. It shouldn't have surprised her that it was in fact Sirius Black, who had just been tackled along with her by James Potter.
She was slammed to the floor, luckily with Sirius' hands wrapping around her, giving her some cushion when impacting the hard, stone floor. Yet still, she bit down hard on her lip, causing it to begin bleeding. James and Sirius both looked horror struck.
"Lily!" James cried, "I'm so sorry! I didn't see you!"
"Aw Lils, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." She replied tersely bringing her sleeve to her lip to absorb the blood.
"I'll take you to the hospital wing." James offered his hand to her and she took it, only to bend down to get her things. Not thinking she also grabbed the wand that had rolled to the wall. To her surprise it began to spark silver and blue. Startled she stepped away, holding the wand out, gasping as she looked at the boys. It was hard to describe their faces, each with a look of surprise and wonder. He knew. She quickly shoved the wand in her robes and threw her bag over her shoulder. She turned to get through the two of them, muttering excuse me as she did.
"Lily! Wait!" James caught up to her as she began walking faster. He grabbed her arm and turned her toward himself.
"Don't just walk away from me."
"Why shouldn't I?"
"Because we need to talk." He saw tears beginning to form in her eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I'm sorry James, I just didn't want there to be a pressure to date or start seeing each other. I… I can't do this."
"Please, what can I do to make you fall in love with me?" He asked softly.
"I can't fall in love with you, I guess I've just been fighting it for too long." She turned and continued walking away from him, hopeless and confused.
"Lily," her mother rasped, "how's your Prince Charming you had told me about?" Her eyes still shined and sparkled, despite her worsening illness.
"I haven't spoken to him in months." Lily replied sadly. It was hard to believe it was already November. She looked out the hospital window to see snow falling slowly. Tears still hadn't left her eyes since she heard her mother didn't have much longer. Consequently, she was let out of school to spend time with her in London.
"Remember Lily, few people are lucky enough to find true, long- lasting love. So once you find it, hold onto it as long as you can." Lily began to cry as she held her mother's hand. "I know one day you will find your Prince Charming, even if the last wasn't him. I know I won't be here much longer, but remember I will always be looking out for you."
"I know mummy, I love you so much." She bent over to give her mother a kiss on the forehead, give her a slight squeeze.
James walked down the stairs into the Gryffindor common room. He was surprised to see that there was someone else up so late, and even more surprised to see that it was Lily. She sat facing the fire, the light bringing out her features even more drastically. Her eyes were red and her cheeks blotchy. She sniffed once more and brought a balled up handkerchief to her nose, which was also red.
"Where have you been?" He asked still on the staircase. She turned in surprise to see him in the shadows.
"London." She replied looking down, she heard him begin to approach her and he sat down next to her.
"What for? We missed you at the prefect meetings."
"My mother passed away." He was instantly filled with intense sympathy and sadness as he saw her eyes fill with tears. He was silent as a single tear fell down her cheek. He brought a finger to her cheek, wiping it away.
"I know it doesn't matter much, but I'm sorry Lily and I hope you're okay."
"I'll be alright, thank you."
"You're welcome." She lay her head on his shoulder and swiftly fell asleep, not wanting to wake her, James closed his eyes and soon fell asleep also.
Lily was woken by Marlee.
"Lily! Are you alright?"
"I'm okay." She replied groggily. Lifting her head she felt the parchment underneath her hand, lifting it up she noticed it was James' handwriting. She slipped it into her pocket and announced she would go to the prefect's bathroom to bathe. Slipping out of the common room she walked slowly to the bathroom as she read the poem James had sent her.
When Friendship or Love
Our sympathies move;
When Truth, in a glance, should appear,
The lips may beguile,
With a dimple or smile,
But the test of affection's a Tear:
Too oft is a smile
But the hypocrite's wile,
To mask detestation, or fear;
Give me the soft sigh,
Whilst the soultelling eye
Is dimm'd, for a time, with a Tear:
The poem continued with many stanzas and finally finished with:
When my soul
wings her flight
To the regions of night,
And my corse shall recline on its bier;
As ye pass by the tomb,
Where my ashes consume,
Oh! moisten their dust with a Tear.
She found herself acquiring both tears and a small smile. She slipped it once again into her pocket as she reached the prefect bathrooms, longing for the steam and calamity as she bathed.
REVIEW! The poem is titled THE TEAR written by George Gordon.