A/N hi guys, this is the first story I have posted on this site and at the moment I am still trying to work out exactly how to do everything, such as how to add this welcome note on to the beginning. I have actually already finished writing this story so you have my word that it wont just get discontiued if I get bored with writing more because its all finished. When I first started with this fic I intended it to be completely different to how it has actually turned out but I am still quite pleased with it. I have put the rating on this story as R as there are several moments which readers may find disturbing but at the beginning of these chapters I will issue a warning and add a brief summary to the bottom, explaining what has happened for those readers who may find it upsetting.

Anyway, I think the story covers a wide range of genres for everyones tastes, including romance, drama and alot of mystery so I hope you all enjoy it.

Also, I would really appreciate alot of reviews even if they are not all positive. Any feedback would be brilliant and I want everyone to review so I know that there are people still reading.

Anyway, I realise that this little opening has been quite boring but I promise you that the story is alot more exciting than my author notes,

Ok, I'll shut up now and let you get on just rememba R&R and i hope you enjoy

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Attacks, Dreams and Notes

Ever get that feeling that you're being watched?
Yeah? Of course you have, everyone gets in at some point and most times it's nothing, just your imagination going a bit mad. But then there's the other times. When your feelings are real. When there really is someone watching you. Following you.
Unfortunately for the 16 year old girl who was walking alone down a quiet and seemingly empty street on her way home one night, the feeling wasn't just her imagination....

Lily stopped dead in her tracks. There was that noise again, that time she was sure she'd heard it. She looked around her. It was dark and getting rather late but as she looked around she saw no-one. She laughed to herself quietly at how silly she was being. Getting herself scared like a little girl. She continued walking but only made it a few steps when a heavy hand landed on her shoulder causing her to spin around and scream loudly, until the figure put his hand over her mouth.
Lily tried to feel discretely in her bag for her wand but couldn't find it and started panicking.
The man stood in front of her was dressed all in black, but the the streetlight was behind him which made it impossible for her to see his face. Instead she tried to scream again but he clamped his hand more tightly against her mouth.
She had never felt so helpless, without her wand and with just a small amount of strength in comparison to the man who currently had her in his control. Then she did the only thing that she could think of to do. She bit down. Hard. She tasted momentarily the blood from the man's hand before he instincively pulled back giving her just the second she needed to turn and run.
She, however, only made it a few steps before she felt a hard shove from behind and she fell forward onto the hard gravel of the road, cutting open her hands. She rolled over onto her back and watched in horror as the man stepped towards her.
Then suddenly, he was pulled backwards by another figure. He fell hard on his back and looked up in amazement and the new man pulled out something which Lily was amazed to recognise as a wand and say something in a low voice.
Lily watched her attacker then nod and stand up quickly running away as he did so. He was gone, leaving her to stare at her saviour.
He stepped towards her and she really looked at him for the first time. He was wearing a black cloak with the hood up so that his face was in shadow.
'You alright?' his voice was deep and intoxicating so that she felt she couldn't even stutter some words out so she was forces to just nod. The man nodded back at her and turned to go.
Lily then found her voice, 'No, wait!' he paused without turning around, 'Who are you? I need to thank you. Will I see you again?'
His low voice then rang out again, 'Yes, you will see me again, I will contact you.' With those words he disappeared into the shadows leaving Lily sat on the floor staring at where he was stood in amazement...

That night Lily didn't sleep well. She kept having dreams about that man who had saved her. She had to know who he was, she just had to or else it would drive her mad forever. Her dream was so vivid....so real that she was sure she could even feel the cold wind on her cheeks and the rough gravel beneath her feet.

She was apparently alone again in the alley, but this time she knew that really she wasn't. He was there somewhere which was a comforting thought and it was because of this that she didn't feel scared, not this time. Knowing he was there made her feel safe. Secure.
She called out to him, begging him to show himself, she wanted to see him, longed to know his name. He appeared out of the shadows and stepped towards her. His hood always up so his face was always hidden, but still she could feel his eyes drawing her towards him.
She walked slowly forward, wanting to go faster but unable to. Shortening the space between them until they were close enough so that she could feel his breath on her cheek.
She looked up onto his face, though still unable to see his features and he leaned forward and kissed her neck, causing her to gasp in surprise and pleasure. But she pulled away, as much as she didn't want to.
'No!' she whispered, 'I have to know who you are.' Her hand moved up to his hood, she was shaking with the anticipation of knowing. Any second now....

Lily sat up straight in bed, out of breath. A cold sweat all over her body. It took her a few seconds to realise what had happened then she remembered her dream. She let herself fall back so her head was resting on her pillow and closed her eyes in despair.
'I have to know.' she said to no-one.

Lily continued having the dreams. It was exactly the same every night. She always met him, and though there were different places there was always the common factor that it was dark and shadowed. The other thing that the dreams all contained was the infuriating moment that she woke up. It was always just as she lifted her hand to remove his hood then she would be sat up in bed with a cold sweat and an empty room.
But then, one night when she awoke, just two weeks before she was due to return to Hogwarts for her 6th year and three weeks after her first meeting with her mystery man there was something to wake up to...

I need to see you. Meet me tomorrow at midnight. You know where.