Chapter 27-Taking Over Me
But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do.
I believe in you.
I'll give up everything just to find you.
I have to be with you to live, to breath...
You're taking over me.
Can you know what I know and all we have.
You saw me mourning my love for you and touched my hand.
I knew you loved me then.
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you.
"Has she said anything to any of you?" James asked.
Everyone in the rooms shook their heads no. James could see Padfoot looking at the floor, averting his eyes from his best friend. James knew that this couldn't be good.
"How long can she stay locked in the bathroom?" he asked them all.
Addison walked over to where James was sitting on the couch and put an arm around his shoulder.
"She's just going through some stuff. Like we all are. She just happens to have it a little worst than the rest of us," Addison said.
"I got hurt too! I killed someone. Yet, I still willing to talk to her. She's the only one who understands. And where is she? Hiding, in the bathroom," James said.
"Women," Sirius muttered. Addison, Maimee, and Mac sent him unappreciated glares.
"Sorry," he muttered. He had remembered that Addison still knew how to change him into a girl. Lord, did he not want to go through that again.
"At least we all got here safe," Addison said.
James got up from Maimee's couch and walked out of the living room.
"James, give her some time," Maimee called. James ignored her. He walked down the narrow hall to see a maple door. He turned the doorknob. Of course, it was locked.
He pulled out his wand and whispered "Alohamora." The door turned. He heard Lily stir, slightly.
He walked into the bathroom, to see Lily scrunched up on the floor. He sat on the rim of the bathtub, staring at the floor.
He lifted his head, his hair in his eyes, and saw Lily's vacant expression. She had been in deep thought, as had he.
"Lily, what's wrong?" James asked. She held no sign that she had even regarded his question.
"Great. We're the only ones we can talk to and you can't do that," James said.
She shot a look at him, her eyes flashing.
"The thing is, Potter, I can do a lot of things for myself," Lily said.
"Yes? Your point is?" James asked. Why was she calling him Potter now?
"The point is, I couldn't even defend myself against those Death Eaters. I let my fear stop my ability. I am ashamed," Lily said.
"Ashamed? You did help fight those Death Eaters. What are you talking about?" James asked.
"I mean, I got captured by Lucius Malfoy. Then, you had to come and save me. I don't like being the damsel in distress," Lily said.
"Did you want me to just leave you there to die? I'm sorry Lily, if I don't want you dead," James said.
"Don't be thick. Of course I am glad you helped me. I just wish I didn't need your help. I feel so tiny and miniscule right now. The only helpful thing I did was make the Portkey," Lily said.
"Well, first of all, you weren't even supposed to be in that situation," James said.
"Well, neither should you! You were as surprised as me and you still kept your cool," Lily said.
"Why is this so important that you have to lock yourself in the bathroom?" James asked.
"My parents are Muggles, James. They have no way of defending themselves in case You-Know-Who comes knocking at their door. I always wanted to think I could defend them from him. But now, after cringing before Death Eaters, I don't know if I'll be able to. It's been haunting me since we came back," Lily said.
"Lily, my mum is an Auror. A fine one, to say the least. She fights these people every day so that she is prepared to defend the innocent held at the hands of Voldemort. But the second it turns personal, she's bawling her eyes out and hiding in the corner. She can't take seeing people she knows disappear. Then, she just breaks down," James said.
"Has she done this often?" Lily asked.
"As far as I know. The only one I was there for was my grandparents. They were killed in our house when I was three. I don't remember much, but I do remember my mom trying to help but not being able to. It doesn't make her weak. It makes her compassionate," James said.
"We could have died. That has never happened to me before. I can't bear to think about it. I just need some time alone right now," Lily said, feeling hot tears brush down her cheeks.
James leaned in and wiped them. He then got up and slowly walked out of the room, feeling as if he had walked out of another part of Lily Evans's life.
A/N: Forgive me for the shortness. When I wrote this I had just gotten Season 1 of the OC on DVD. I was Obsessed Completely if you know what I mean