“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” (JILY)
James sighed, running a hand across his face, exhaustion creeping into his bones. The chairs in St. Mungos weren’t comfortable, but he felt hardpressed to be anywhere but by Lily’s side. Harry was with Remus while he visited his wife, unwilling to subject his toddler to seeing his mother like this. “Lily,” he murmured, voice cracking as he slipped his hands around hers, “Lily, please,” he begged her. She didn’t respond-hadn’t responded since the attack on their home when she stepped in between Voldemort and their son, “I need-I need you, okay?” He scoffed, shaking his head. “I know you always joked that I would lose my head if you weren’t around to keep it on my shoulders, but Lils, I can’t do this.” Tears had started falling and he took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. “You need need to wake up, because I can’t do this without you. Harry can’t do this without you. We need his mom.”