My Last Good-Bye

I looked down at her body. My lovely Lily. The girl I wanted. I swelled up with tears and turned away only to have myself staring into the dead face of James Potter, my best friend James. I gulped down tears. A few members of the Order were coming up to me and giving their condolences. Albus Dumbledore was giving his speech and then it would be me. My last time to say good-bye. My last time to say "I love you." My Lily. Why? My poor Lily.

"Why Lily! Why did you have to marry him! Why couldn't you be with me, be alive!" I thought in anger. It would make no difference. She's dead, dead and gone. My poor Lily.

I sank into my seat. Depression came over me. I thought of our seven years together, the seven years of repression. I sighed slowly to myself. Wizards and witches were clapping now. Albus must have finished. A slow chorus started. All I could think of was Lily. "Why did you die, my poor Lily? Why did you ail me so? Now, I sit and look at your body, longing for life. I want you to just wake up and say. 'I was kidding! Fooled you all!' and then we could go back and have a few good laughs," I thought sitting there. The song ended and I shrank in my seat. I wanted to weep. To weep for my Lily. My poor Lily.

Two small tears rolled down my cheeks as I sat there, oblivious to where I was. All I could think about was Lily Evans-Lily Potter. I sighed slowly. Potter got to him first. I looked at him in his oak coffin, still looking a bit smuggish. I scowled a bit. He looked at me as if he was to say, "I had Lily in life, I have her in death." But, I could not be angry at James. He was not the one that killed Lily. I know who has. And now my Lily is gone. My poor Lily.

I suddenly thought of that night and the rumours surrounding their deaths. Where was Lily's son? The one with her lovely eyes; I think that is all he got from her. The boy looks just like his father, but has Lily's lovely emerald green eyes. Those same green eyes that had shown their kindness even to those who deserve none, Severus Snape. He was now huddled in the back. It is obvious to us all he does not want to be here. Memories came pouring into my brain of times when she had saved him for really no reason. My Lily, the savior, even for Slytherins. My poor Lily.

They were now applauding, it was now my turn. I was giving the final good-bye. I wiped my cheeks and got up. People behind me, older Order members, were patting me on the back for morale support. I sighed and headed up. Those who knew me applauded. I gave a grim smile. And started, I started on my last good-bye. My last good-bye to Lily. My poor Lily.

"Good morning wizards and witches. Today is a sad day; we are burying not only two of my best friends but also two great people who were great at magic. I have known James Potter since I was little and I've known Lily for a long time. Lily, James, and I went to Hogwarts together. Those days seem so far away, now. But, the memories still live.

"As I was sitting there, all I could think about was our Hogwarts days. James and Lily were so different. Lily was caring and loving, while James was reckless and a bit snobbish," I heard a snort in the back: Severus. "And although, they were different they each truly loved each other. They were together in life, "I paused, choking, "And death."

I went back to my seat and watched the ushers close the lid and pick up Lily and James. I sighed to myself. This was the second worst day of my life. Second only to the day Lily was married. Oh why, my Lily, why have you died, my Lily? My poor Lily.

What have I now? What is there to live for? What possesses me to live on? I suddenly thought of the five of us. I am the last of us: Peter's dead, Lily's dead, James' dead, and Sirius in Azkaban. I immediately thought of Sirius. I did not think that he had done it even if only Peter's finger was left. I smiled to myself. I never really liked him' he was too much like a rat. But Lily, no, she was so kind. She never hated a... snake or rat. Lily... She was so pure. My poor Lily.

Hours Later

I'm back at my house. No where to go, nothing to do. Now I must move on with my life. I still have Sirius, even if he is in Azkaban. I think I'll go lie down and lie very still, now. So, when you go back to reality and I go back to being alone, never take for granted what you have, because before you know it, they'll be gone. My poor Lily.