Awakened (A HP Fanfic)

Chapter One: Wedding Bells

Yet again, Lily opened her eyes. She sucked in a deep breath, and tried to let her eyes adjust. The place was as dark as "Kings Cross" had been bright. She heard James next to her. The place was small, her arm pressed against his.  

"James?" She whispered.  

"Where are we?" He replied.  

Lily tried to figure that out. A realization came to her. "I-I think we're in a coffin." 

"But we were only gone a few moments! How could-" He was cut off by a noise above their heads, as if something was being moved away. Suddenly, the lid of their coffin flew open, blinding them with light. Blinking the spots away, they both stood up. They felt sore, like they hadn't moved in years.  

"Must have been a couple of days," Lily reasoned, cracking her back. James nodded. 

After boosting Lily up and climbing out himself, James took a look around.  

"More like a few months. This is spring! It was fall before!" He said. 

Lily shrugged. "Well, if its been a few months, I'm sure a few old friends are about to get hell of a shock." The prankster in James showed through as he let out a wicked little grin. He would have spewed out a plan then and there, but his wife cut him off. "Are those wedding bells?" She asked.  

James listened. A ringing was sounding from the church. He now noticed that it was the same toll that had sounded on their wedding day. A low murmur of voices also reached them, probably from the other side of the chapel. Lily grabbed his hand, eyes glistening. "Can we go? It may be someone we know!" He sighed.  

"I guess. But let's remain unseen, at least for now." Lily nodded and dragged him away. They didn't even glance at the gravestones surrounding them, or their day may have been very different.  

Lily ran up to hide behind the trees ringing the mass of people. Lily smiled, seeing familiar faces across the entire space. Hagrid, in deep conversation with Professor Slughorn. Molly Weasley, speaking with a group of people on the other side. Minerva McGonagall, hugging a boy Lily didn't know. 

Yet, the boy seemed very familiar. She took a closer look and gasped. She couldn't make out details, but the boy's black hair and glasses gave him a look that resembled her husband's. 

"Is that a cousin of yours or something?" She whispered. He shrugged. 

"Could be. I don't know most of my family, it's too big." 

Lily slunk around the perimeter of the area. She got close enough to hear the boy talking to another. The other was clearly a Weasley, probably a relative of Arthur's. 

"So, mate," said the boy with black hair. "When are you gonna pop Hermione the question?" He raised his eyebrows. The other blushed. 

"As soon as I get over the fact that you're marrying my sister," he retorted. 

The first boy laughed. "Well, you can't make her wait forever."

His friend seemed ready to make another comeback, but he was cut off by Molly coming over and hugging the first one. 

"Oh, dear, I'm so happy for you. I was just in with Ginny, she's so excited!" she said, sounding quite giddy. She turned to the other boy. "Ronald, fix your robes! Honestly, can you not dress yourself properly!" She strode over and straightened his clothes, while his face turned beet red. "There!"

"Hey!" greeted another redhead, clearly older than the others. On his arm was a very pretty woman with long blonde hair.

"Bill!" said the first boy. "Fleur! How are you?"