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In the Mourning by beyond the rain

 
Rating: 15+Story Reviews: 12
 
Chapters: 4
Words: 11330
Characters: Harry, Dumbledore, McGonagall, James, Lily, Umbridge
Genre(s): Angst, AU
Era: Hogwarts
Pairings: James/Lily
Status: Completed
First Published: 2016.07.26
Last Published Chapter: 2016.09.09
Last Updated: 2016.09.09
Favorite Story Of: 1 users
 
Advisory: Contains profanity, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme, Spoilers

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“I want to see my parents.” He stated quite matter of factly, without a quiver in his voice. Minerva looked up from her morning brew, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion. 
“Potter, I doubt it escaped your notice but your parents are-”
“Dead. Yeah, I know. I want to visit them, er, their graves. Professor.” 
title from In The Mourning, by Paramore | banner by arrietty @ tda

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews Read
1 A Gryffindor is Not a Morning Person

“Potter, if you’re going to hover around my office, please come inside, you’re scaring the portraits half to death boy.” The old woman said before stifling a yawn, she clearly wasn’t a fan of mornings either. Perhaps it was a common Gryffindor trait. 

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2 Meeting Before the Storm


“Well, small mercies I suppose Potter. You haven’t been sick....yet.” She eyed him suspiciously, clearly checking if his skin was going too pale because of the cold, or because his stomach couldn’t handle side along. Either way, she was not looking forward to the journey back. 

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3 Tea and Sorrow

“Now, Potter, there’s no doubt you must be feeling –” she began, but Harry interrupted quickly.

 

“I don’t want to talk about it,” he snapped, and something flashed in his eyes, something different that made it impossible to compare them to Lily’s kind eyes. It was only natural that he should feel this way, and so at first they drank in silence as they had before, letting the night’s events wash over them. 

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4 Epilogue

“I hated him you know. Made my life hell for six years teaching me, the git. But he was the reason I was still alive a lot of the time, and he wasn’t even doing it for me. He was doing it for mum.”  Her nephew explained, and Petunia found herself now mourning for two lost friends instead of one.

“Did you know that he-?”

“Was in love with her? Of course I knew. You’d have to be blind not to see it.” 

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