Chapter One : Get Your Affairs in Order
I was in my room, practically swooning over the envelope in my hands. I was Head Girl! I couldn't believe it, that Dumbledore and McGonagall and all the other teachers decided to make me Head Girl! I was bouncing with joy when I heard a tap on my window. I went to check it out and saw an eagle owl outside my window, flapping furiously. I opened my window and the owl swooped in and dropped a package on my bed, followed by a landing that would make any other owl faint on my bedpost. I opened the package and saw a letter in familiar handwriting. I groaned, "Not again!" This was the third letter this week I got from this prat. It was driving me insane. I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and opened the letter. All it said was "James." What? Why would he go to all that trouble of sending a letter, only to have it just say James. "James?" I asked no one. Crazy people like me are prone to talking to themselves. It is a problem. Suddenly a mirror that I didn't notice before lit up with a familiar face. "Lily?" said the mirror, "Is that you?"
"Potter?!" I said in shock.
"Oh it is you!" said the mirror again. I was feeling more than a little surprised at the fact that there was a mirror with messy hair and hazel eyes peeking out of it in my room. I carefully picked the mirror up and brought it up to my face. "Potter wha-" I stopped abruptly. There was a scream from downstairs. Potter's face changed immediately to concerned "Is everything all right? What was that?"
"I don't know!" I said anxiously, "That sounded like my mom!"
"Avada Kedavra!" I heard a man yell. I heard people stomping up the stairs. "Lily! I'll be right back! I'll get help!" I dropped the mirror on the bed to put several protection charms on the door and drag a desk against it if all else fails. Throughout all this James face was bobbing while he ran to get help hopefully. "James please hurry!" I all but screamed at the mirror. I heard the death eaters outside the door beginning with their bombardas and bombarda maximas. The protection charms were holding up so far but even I wasn't that naive to think they would last for much longer. The mirror went dark and I rushed over to it. "No! James come back!" My yelling was all in vain and the mirror stayed stubbornly blank, showing me only my own reflection. The last bombarda maxima broke the protection charms, the door, and my desk along with them. I backed up against the wall as the death eaters burst into the room. "Ah, Mulciber," one of the two death eaters that entered my room said, " what do we have here? A little mudblood is she?" He glanced at the other death eater who was, at the moment, closing in on me and pushing me farther against the wall. Soon I was pressed against the wall with the death eater's breath on my cheek. "Are you scared girly? She is a pretty one isn't she? Filthy blood." he said, his eyes scouring my face, as if feeding on every sign of fear, "Maybe we shouln't kill her, Avery. Us Death Eaters get very lonely and I'm sure he wouldn't deny his faithful servants a toy." He backed away from me, I was still plastered against the wall as his partner, Avery, raised his wand and uttered the word "Crucio." Instantly I was in a world of pain and it felt like all my blood had become fire and my bones were trying to escape the burning hellhole that was my insides. I screamed. I screamed until my throat was hoarse and screamed after that. Tears were pouring down my face as the pain wore away at me and I realized that this was worse than death. All I could think about was "this must be death. I have to be dead by now." Abruptly the pain stopped. As quickly as it began, the feeling of absolute and extreme agony ended. I crumpled to the floor, tears staining my face as I felt someone carrying my broken figure away, then everything went black.