Lily stood in her living room, tears running down her face. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, that it had got this far. James hadn't been home in 2 days, Harry hadn't seen his dad in 4 days. They couldn't continue the way things were. She was leaving her husband.
Lily looked down at 18 month old Harry, sound asleep in his pram. It was almost 4 in the morning, and she had only just now worked up the courage to do this when she realised that for the second night in a row he wasn't coming home.
She didn't think he was having affair, most wives would if their husbands made a habit out of not coming home at nights. He was working, he was an auror and always working. She understood that he had to work especially with the aftermath of the war, even with Voldemort dead there were attacks. Groups of deatheaters were trying to take control and replace Voldemort in the wizarding world, so the attacks were more frequent and just as horrific as they used to be. Lily was a healer so of course she understood the extra work, but she came home every night and didn't go days without seeing her son.
Things had gone downhill during the past year, and she couldn't handle it anymore. She couldn't put her or Harry through the pain anymore. Just that afternoon Harry had looked up at her and asked her if his Daddy was dead, because he hadn't seen him in so long.
"I'm sorry baby, this is best for both of us. Who knows maybe it will give your Daddy a good kick up the backside, and he can start being the dad he used to be to you," said Lily to Harry and she wiped the tears from her face.
She shakily removed her rings and sat them down on the table next to the court documents. She had filed for divorce yesterday, hoping it would show James how close he was to losing his family. But then he didn't come home.
"Come on then," she said picking up their bags and apparating with Harry, to the house she had arranged to rent on a new wizarding village closeby.
"I'm back," James called out wearily, "And Lily don't start, I slept in the on call room…"
Suddenly realizing the house was strangely quiet and in complete darkness at 8pm. Harry should be in bed, but where was Lily?
"LILY….." he called out. No answer.
He ran up the stairs and opened the door to Harry's room. It was empty.
'What the hell is going on? I bet Lily had to work late too, after the way she gets on at me she will be hearing about this for a long time. I should go to the hospital and get him…Lily won't be too long, she'll bring him. I need to get some proper food, I wonder if she left anything in the fridge for me' he thought to himself going downstairs.
He went into the living room and turned on the light. That was when he spotted the brown envelope on the table with Lily's wedding rings on top.
And he knew, even before he read the documents he knew.
He sat down, calmly read them. Holding Lily's rings tight in his fist.
That night he slept in Harry's room, wanting to feel as close to his son as he could. Still holding Lily's rings.
He would talk to Lily first thing in the morning, make her see sense and bring them both home.
--------------------------------------I know it was short but the next chapter will be better when Lily and James come face to face and James realizes how bad things are. Oh and review and let me know what you think