lilies *James Potter*

Chapter 35

"I think you should use it," Pandora advises Regulus as the three of them sit at the dining room table the table is littered with dozens of papers and music sheets. Luna was distracted by Evan as he had the day off from work and Barty was tucked away asleep in Regulus's bed.

"I don't know, Pans."

"Why not."

"I mean... I wrote it when I was very much pissed and angry at Sirius. I was only 13 then. I'm trying to mend our relationship not burn it."

"But that's the point, Reg. Music is meant to be vulnerable so that it reaches the listeners and makes them feel that they aren't alone. I'm sure if Sirius heard it, he'd relate to your feelings rather than burn what you both have been working so hard on. He'd be able to understand you on the parts where you're unable to express yourself."

Pandora shoves Regulus's guitar into his grasp. "Ev, come over here." She waves her brother down from the couch. Bringing Luna along on his back, he raises his eyebrows waiting for someone to tell him why he had been called over.

"Regulus, sing it. Play it. Evan hardly listens to music as it is, he'd be as neutral as it will get, Evan, put your business face on. Reg, I'm almost 100% positive this song will be great."

Regulus sighs with a frown. He pushes a lost piece of hair on his face to get it out of the way as he focuses on the song.

"Pack up the stars. Turn off the moon. Shut down the airports, turn off the news. Tell all your friends it's time to go home. Didn't you hear? Hear what had happened? So meant to be, but we lost all the magic. Pack up the stars, turn off the moon. Oh, I'm so confused right now. Why is everybody not angry? Crying out, throwing empty bottles at the walls. Why is everybody so happy, in the sun like nothing ever happened? At all."

Liliena can agree with Regulus, the song is indeed sounding like a touchy subject. But she can hear so many people relating to it, mostly when they'd be feeling alone.

"Oh, 'cause my world just fell apart. But to anyone else I'm just another broken heart, oh. Why is everybody not angry? Oh-whoa. Close all the blinds, shut off the noise. Turn down the music. I had it all. But sometimes, the ending, you don't get to choose it. And didn't you hear? Hear in the papers, thought I saw the future but I was mistaken. Close all the blinds, shut off the noise. Oh, I'm so confused right now, right now. Why is everybody not angry? Crying out, throwing empty bottles at the walls. Why is everybody so happy, in the sun like nothing ever happened at all? At all. Oh, 'cause my world just fell apart. But to anyone else I'm just another broken heart, oh. Why is everybody not angry? Oh-whoa."

Liliena glances over to Evan to see him blank-faced but looking at his eyes, she could spot so many emotions swimming around his light blue eyes. She swears his cheeks becoming a blotchy pink against his pale skin. He looked as well might as well cry.

"Why is everybody not angry? Crying out, throwing empty bottles at the walls. Empty bottles. Why is everybody so happy? In the sun like nothing ever happened at all? Nothing ever happened. At all, ever happened. Oh, 'cause my world fell apart. But to anyone else I'm just another broken heart, oh. Why is everybody not angry?"

Regulus falls quiet, the music coming to a stop from his guitar and he looks at Evan, waiting.

"Why do we have to be angry?" Luna asks peaking her head over Evan's shoulders.

"Evan?" Regulus ignores the child at the moment.

Evan had drifted his eyes down to his feet, cheeks blotchy red and not talking. But slowly he bends over and slides Luna off his back carefully. "Go play."