{ February 28, 1979 }
James didn't know how long it took them to get back. All he knew was that they had apparated back since Sirius tended to be able to apparate even under distress. As far as the death eaters there had known, James was dead. And well, he was pretty close to it. Once they got to the Cottage, Sirius had seen someone suspicious and had tried to distract them by taking off. James knew he needed medical attention too and had told him to find Grace or to come back when it was save and Lily could help. James had hoped that Lily would be home when he got there but he had no clue what time it was, even though it was dark out. Leaning against the wall, he tried to brace himself, still bleeding everywhere more or less, and he called out for her, before attempting to climb the stairs, holding on carefully, coughing from the pressure on his lungs. He managed to get there and right when he did, she opened the bedroom door and he sighed. I'm back. He then moved to hold on. I need to sit down.
