This is my first story, so here goes, hope you all like it. Oh and I own nothing but the plot line, the characters are the creation of the brilliant J.K. Rowling :)

Lily furiously flew out of the Head Master's room, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her wild, red hair whipping around her face. She purposely shoved people out of the way, for once not caring as she did nothing to right her actions. There was one person she was looking for and nothing, especially people, were going to get in her way. She needed reasurance and she needed it now.

She slammed the front doors open and stormed over to where Severus and her normally sat, noticing that there were a large group circled around their usual place. She forced her way through the crowd to find the Mauraders, minus Remus, standing in a triangle around Severus. James had his wand pointed at the said boy, who was dressed as a ballerina in neon pink tights and a fluffy tutu and was dancing, if you could even call the clumsy leaping and twirling around such.

"Dance, Snivellus!" Sirius cried out rolling around on the ground howling with laughter. The former boy sneered even wider in response and James grinning broadly turned him upside down and levitated him even higher into the air.

Just an hour ago if Lily had seen such a thing happening to Severus she would've cursed James and Sirius without a thought and happily sent them to the Hospital Wing, even if she had grown to like them this past year. But know, she was almost tempted to join in. Be as it may though, she needed to talk to Severus and she needed to now.

"Stop!" her voice called out. "Put him down."

James turned to look at her, his smile widening, if that was even possible. "Sure, Lily," he responded calmy. "But on one condition."

Lily placed her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side. "And what exactly would that be?" she hissed dangerously her puffy eyes narrowing into slits. James smirked and stepped closer to the petite, fiery young girl.

"Kiss me Evans." he said barely audible for her to hear it. "Kiss me and I'll put him down."

"And what makes you think that I'd ever kiss a miserable toe rag like you?" she inquired an eye raised as she poked him firmly in the chest.

""To insure his safety." he bargained, raising Severus quickly in the air with a flick of his wand.

"As of now I'm not sure if I would want such a thing." she growled in her mind. "...just...let him down please, ...for me." she begged, her voice softening.

With wide eyes he noted that her eyes were puffy and red as if she'd been crying. At that moment he wanted nothing more then to take her into his arms and shield her away from whatever it was that was so obviously hurting her. But, he was positive that if he tried she would without a doubt hex his bollocks off, since they weren't on the best of terms right now.

"Okay." he resigned quietly and to the gathering crowd's disappointment, he placed Snape back on his feet. He was about to wave his wand again to rid him of the ballerina costume, but Lily placed a small, delicate hand on his arm.

"Leave him in the outfit please Potter." she said calm and collected. James raised an eyebrow at her out of character ways but was more than estatic to comply as he pocketed his wand. She walked over slowly to Severus her hands shaking slightly. "We need to talk." she whispered hoarsely, about to start crying again at any second. He looked confused, but nodded nontheless and led her away from the crowd, while transfiguring his clothes back into his school robes.

"You knew about it didn't you." she stated more than asked facing the lake, refusing to meet his gaze. "That's why you tried to convince me to stay for Christmas break, right?" As Severus stared at the girl in front of him his heart shattered into pieces. She looked so utterly lost and alone, and it was all because of him.

"Lily..." he whispered his voice hoarse with emotion.

"No," she whispered. "I could have helped, I could of done something!" She tore at her hair furiously with her hands, the tears flowing freely. "They're dead, they're my parents and they're dead and I could of helped them, but I wasn't there because of you!" she screamed her voice rising in volume with each word.

"Lily! There was absolutely bloody nothing you could have done! If you think your parents being Avada'd Kedavra'd was bad, imagine what would have happened if you had been there! They would have down much worse than you could even- God damnit Lily look at me-" he yelled taking her face in his hands. "They would have all had their turn with you while they made sure that your parents watched, then they would have tortured you with spells so dark that they haven't been uttered in centuries and killed your parents in front of you!"

"You don't know that!"

"Yes, I do." he growled menacingly. "I know Lily...I'm the one who...I..."

"You what?" she asked her voice soft.

"I was the one...Lily, I lead the mission," he blurted out. He watched as her face contorted into shock and disbelief then rage. "I did it to protect you Lily."

"No," she said. "That can't be true." She frowned and stared at him straight in the eye, refusing to believe him capable of such evil. "What type of sick joke is this?" she demanded, stepping away from his hold on her, looking like he had just striked her across the face.

He sighed then met her eyes. "Do you really think I'd say something like that as a joke?"

"So you did? ...You killed them, you killed my parents," she whispered.

With speed and force that shocked the boy to no end she pulled back her fist and slammed it into his right eye. "I'm going to kill you." she screeched as she launched herself onto him punching and kicking every part of him she could reach. She wanted to make him hurt as badly as he had made her, but in an altogether different way. As she continued her assualt, he didn't raise a hand to stop her, knowing that he deserved a thousand times worse.

Next thing she knew a pair of arms were wrapped around her waiste and tugging her off of the boy. "Let me go!" she shrieked.

"As much as I know there is something that Snivellus did to deserve this, I really don't think it would be such a good idea for you to go to Azkaban, Lils," a deep voice explained. She recognized it as Sirius immediately. "Get him to the hospital wing, Peter," he commanded jerking his head to the bruised boy on the floor. The scrawny boy nodded and he procceded to do so by magic.

"Now, let's get you away from here, Lils." Sirius spoke as he and James led her towards the castle.

Sorry, I just had to put the Sirius/Lily friendship in there at the end. I adore their platonic friendship, but all you Jily fans out there don't be disappointed, they'll get their moment next chapter, which will be the sadder/fluffier part. I think in this chapter, she's going through the shock of it and isn't sure how to take it all in.

So what'd ya think, how did I do for my first chapter?