Friendship Finished Forever. The Perfect Siblings. Trouble Maybe.

"You know why I went to James's house, and took his help!" Lily told him, "Because you are the reason I was this close to death. You and your games with your Dark Art buddies!"

She turned to leave.

"Lily...please."

"Sev, I am going home!" Lily said, "To his home, because Death Eaters took over mine."

The words, 'his home' stung Severus Snape like a burning wound. Lily Evans disapparted from the spot. Severus stared at the spot where she had disappeared.

"Sienna!" James Potter lay on the bed, with all his wounds and cuts healed.

Dumbledore had healed all the wounds and scars, even the one with the dark arts. He sat up, as Sienna and Sirius came into the room.

"How's my little sister?" He asked fondly.

"Really, James," She said, "You should have seen yourself a few minutes ago, and you are asking me how I feel!" She punched him on his arm.

"Hey, Padfoot!" Sirius waved his wand, and a chair appeared in front of him, "How is everything?" James asked, "God, Padfoot, look at yourself, go to sleep!"

Sirius's eyes were dark rimmed, and heavy.

"I will." He grinned, "After we get you home."

"Yes, Home." James seemed far far away, "You don't know how good that sounds."

He stood up, and Sirius, along with Sienna disappeared from The Order to the Potter Manor.

It was late in the night, James sat up in his bed. The images came back. He thought they wouldn't affect him. But it was. It was a traumatic experience, and it had consequences. The pains of torture and bleeding. The burning sensation, it felt so real in the dream.

"Oh My God, what is happening to me!" James held his head in his hands. His hands pulled his black messed up hair.

He pulled the side doors open, and took deep breaths, the cold breeze and the smell of plants soothed him.

James came outside, and sat in the garden. He laid his head on the grass. It was almost middle of the night. But he couldn't be in a room. Not in the dark. Not alone. Not in the closed room.

He closed his eyes. The images came back. The picture of his dead father came back. He felt the power of the illegal curse, feeling and killing him on the inside. He felt the pain come back.

"I can't do this!" He opened his eyes. It was like a living nightmare.

"James?"

It was Lily. He heard keys jingle. She had just come home.

"What are you still doing up?" She took her coat off, and hung it on the rack, "God, look at yourself, you look like a raccoon, the dark circles, the eyes are all red."

He sat on the sofa, his head in his hands.

"I can't...I can't sleep!"

"Why?" She sat next to him, "What happened?"

"I keep, I keep seeing." He said, looking up. "All the horrible things I could see during the curse. All of it, as soon as I close my eyes, I see it." He took a deep breath, "My parents, and all of the horrible and terrible things I remember!"

"Oh my God!" She said, "Do you think it is an after effect?"

"Maybe!" James ran his hand on a cushion, distractedly. "Or maybe It is because I have so much free time, I think I'll go back to work tomorrow!"

"Are you crazy?" She asked impatiently, "It is not happening, you just went through a terrible experience, you should rest. And have fun a little, go for a vacation, somewhere."

She tried to convince him,

"I can't Lil!" James was looking sadder than ever, "I have to get myself busy, and I can't stay alone, I want to get out of the house,"

"Okay, okay!" She held his hand softly, "How about I get you a dreamless sleep potion for you, and you sleep through the night with nothing, a blank and peaceful sleep. And maybe fix all of this in the morning. I am sure, Dumbledore has a cure."

"Yes, please!" James said quickly, laying his head back on the sofa, but his eyes wide open. He couldn't close them. He didn't want to. He didn't have enough energy to do that all over again.

"Here," She held a bottle with a blue potion in it. "Drink up!"

"Thanks, Lil!" James drank it in a gulp.

He laid back on the sofa, and closed his eyes slowly.

"Hey, Lil!" He mumbled,

"Hmm!" She sat on the floor, by his side. "What happened?"

"Don't leave me...please!" He was falling into a deep sleep. "I want you to be here, forever."

"Always." She threw a blanket on him, and squeezed his hand. She smiled, and left James to sleep.

"Jamie." Sirius sat in the kitchen, in front of him sat Sienna, eating pancakes. "Pancakes on the counter!" He stood up, wiped his face down, and rushed for the door.

"Hey, where are you going?" Sienna asked,

"I have day time duty, sister!" Sirius disappeared behind the chocolate brown doors.

"How are you, James?" Sienna asked.

"Honestly, I have been better." James sat down on the chair. He jabbed his fork in his pancakes. "What have you been up to?"

"Nothing much, I had homework, I did that, and I helped Lily, Sirius and Remus when they were looking for you." She told him.

"So what do you want to do?" He asked,

"I don't know, let's get you out of the house, and you know." Sienna rolled her finger around her shiny black hair, and unrolled them. "Get you out of the house, have fun."

"Okay!" He said, "Where should we go?"

"I don't know, you tell me, James!"

"What about we take a vacation, just you and me, somewhere far away," He said, "Italy? When did you have a decent vacation, Huh?"

"Wouldn't that be so, so, expensive, James?" She asked, "With all the things that's going on!"

"Never mind the money, Sienna!" He waved his hand.

He had a lot of money and he wanted to spend it. On the girl who hadn't seen many good things for a long time.

"No, Not Italy, James." She said, "Let's go around the city, just, like old times!"

"Okay," James stood in the book shop, "We got all your books, your robes, and how about a broomstick!"

"James, not a broomstick, I got one in my second year, like a really new model."

"Chasers need good broomsticks." Two shadows walking down Diagon Alley, James standing next to Sienna looking taller than ever. The wind was messing his hair, as he stopped in front of the broomstick shop.

"Okay, we want Nimbus 1990." James held the newest broom in his hands.

"No, James."

"Yes James!" He mimicked. And paid for the broomstick. "Now how about lunch?"

"Okay!" Sienna walked along, "How about Florescent's?"

"Sure!"

They walked for a while, and entered the restaurant. There was no one there.

"Uh oh!" James grabbed her hand, and said, "Let's go, Sienna, go, go, go!"