Chapter One

- Innocent Abandon

Tawny brown eyes, gleamed with golden flecks as they silently roamed over the silent crowd gathered in the ballroom of Potter's Place.

ABODE – habitual residence; a house or home

The, synonym flitted through her mind, instinctively.

It had begun as a game between her and her cousin Hugo when she'd been around ten.

Hugo having being dyslexic, had found adding words to his vocabulary a insurmountable difficulty.

So his mother, her Aunt Hermione, had come up with a game, Hugo was to find a synonym to any common word that Lily would choose related to an ongoing conversation or the environment, and vice versa.

Later during their Hogwarts years, they had later modified it so that they were to find a synonym to whichever one word best described their present thoughts. It had helped them to keep in touch with each others lives despite being in different houses.

It was a game that had begun over twelve years ago.

It was a game that had lasted till yesterday.

You see, you can't carry on a two person game with only one person.

Especially, when the other person is too busy to listen.

And, death of course is a very demanding position.

Tawny eyes, roamed once again over the crowd of black, curiously enough the last time this room had been used most of the crowd had also been dressed in black, Black dress robes and white ball gowns, black and white, good and evil, eternity and never, that's what it all came down to……one or the other……other colors be damned, even shades of grey were to much to ask for.

A wisp of titan hair escaped the brutally harnessed bun at her nape, she pushed it back impatiently.

She carefully, deliberately re-accounted, word for word the painful conversation held in hushed tones at the Burrow last night.

She had been issued home from her naval base, by a carefully penned and personally sealed note from none other than her dear Father.

The note had been brief and had self destructed in less than a minute, it had had one simple line penned on it…………an address to a house she was quite sure fell in muggle London.

Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place.

She had arrived in record time, pausing only to collect her cloak from the closet, and throwing it over her uniform, after all if her father was contacting her after almost a year of estrangement, there was most likely a damn good reason behind it.

Unlike her mother who had been silently understanding, her father had been furious when she had failed to show up at the altar to her Autumn wedding.

"How could you, leave him at the altar, do you know how destroyed he was, how humiliated?"

"Daddy I told him, I told you, I've been telling you people for the past month that I couldn't go through with it! But none of you would listen!"

"So you ran away, like a coward! I am no longer surprised you weren't sorted into Gryffindor, I'm only surprised how it is that you were born my daughter!"

"Daddy I couldn't do it, Teddy is …"

"Teddy is a dying man….you know the silver bullet lodged inside him is slowly killing him, yet you begrudge a dying man his last wish, he took that bullet for you Lily, incase you forget…you were in the line of fire not him…"

"I know……I tried Daddy I did, truly, but you don't understand we….i don't….he's like James or Al to me…I can't see him that way……"

"You dated him for three damn months, hardly a sisterly thing……"

"I dated him out of GUILT! I tried to love him….to care about him…and I do! Just not in the way all of you want me to…"

"Lily?" the quiet voice shook Lily out of her faze, as she quickly refocused instead on the petite blonde standing in front of her, holding a plate out to her, "You haven't had anything to eat since you came home, ma cherie, you need to eat."

Lily attempted a polite smile for her Aunt, as she accepted the plate, only to set it down beside her untouched as she watched her Aunt glide away back into the crowd.

Her eyes once again went back to the crowd, except this time they saw beyond the blurred faces,

Hugo's death which was being popularly suggested as suicide, by the media, was in fact as he father chose to disclose last night, was a murder.

In fact it was a series of events, each person who had been a part of the very last assimilation of The Order, was mysteriously sustaining great losses, False companies, resulting in Bankruptcy had been a common order lately, Aurors had been investigating the procedure but given the lack of actual criminally proven activity they had been notoriously slack about it.

Until yesterday, yesterday the game had been taken a step further than expected.

And before Lily or any other of the possible targets who had been summoned, pointed out the hypothetical nature of the crime, her father had produced a series of pictures, numbers emblazoned on burnt buildings, wrecked brooms stick pieces arranged in a 6, the last the number 27 carved across Hugo's left arm, just where the death mark would be on a Death-Eater.

Then he showed them a numbered parchement, that was signed by each member to take part in the Final Battle, the name at number 27 was signed Ronald Billius Weasley.

Apparently their 'friend' had been working his way carefully down the list. Then she realized why her father had sent for her, signed at number 28 was Harry James Potter.

Within the hour the Order, or what was left of it, including for the first time even several underage recruits, such as her cousin Fred, had been re-instated.

Each member had been sworn in with a swift casting of several Unbreakable Vows.

The game had now truly begun, the hunter, now the hunted…

To Be Continued.

A/N: New Ficlet!! –!!jumps with joy!!- hehe!! In all honesty I don't know who I'm pairing Lily with just yet…..it cud be Scor…..it cud be some1 else…..some1 least expected….hehe….yes I'm evil, I know,………..helps to write when you have feedback for what u've written – translated that means REVIEW PLEASE!!!

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