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"James Potter, 30 years old, died 1 year ago today. May he rest in peace. The weather today..."
The grating voice of the news reporter sounded out through the apartment.
"Every day I think it'll be easier but each day its worse." A sorrowful sirius whispered to an equaly sad remus. Similar things were happening elsewhere.
From,
"Ev please let's have sex it'll make us feel better I promise."
"Barty fuck off!"
To,
"Marls wanna go for a walk?"
"I wanna get drunk more."
To Arthur and molly talking to their children, Charlie and Bill, about their almost uncle james. Mary and petunia argued for hours about fuck all.
Worst of all was Pandora sitting with her infant daughter Luna.
"I knew in my mind it was going to happen sweet girl but sacrifice for friendship is love."
"Do you reckon he's with lily?" Xenophilius, her soon to be husband asked.
"Maybe,"
James's death hit them all like a ton off bricks. Barty and Evan with the casual on and off hook-ups. Remus and sirius being a family. Pandora raising her child with her platonic soul mate and fiance, left with a baby and a tight relationship. Peter who only found out he died 3 weeks later.
The funeral was awful. Everyone there hated each other, full of spite. Marlene and barty got in a scrap on a 'smoke break'. James was the light, he was good and funny. He raised luna. He was about to adopt a baby called Harry. He deserved to die with honour.
James drowned. He went swimming in a lake and never made it out. No body to claim. That was it. A stupid current and hes gone.
"Hi James."
"I died right?" James spent half his life wanting to die but when it finally happend, in those last few seconds, all he wanted was to breathe.
"Yes. Im lily as you know. Thankyou for er taking care of me? Im not happy about that but the afterlife is eternal we have time. I'm here to show you around the afterworld. Your mother wants to see you."
"I'm sorry for what I did. Why are you uhm- looking after me?"
Lily sighs. "James i forgave you a while back. I'm sorry." She pauses, "when we get to your new home we can talk. Its peacefull here. I'm sorry again."
James Potter. The man who loved so hard. Sunshine personified. Died a year ago today and somehow, not surprisingly however, no one survived.