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Author's Note: Well, this is just the first chapter so the plot isn't 100% written out for you, but just introduced. And remember, I am not perfect- so if you flame me, give constructive criticism.
My Demon Child
Chapter One: Saving Lily Evans
"Stop! Stop it!" Lily cried out as she watched the strange muggle man wail out in pain. He was twitching on the floor for over a minute, courtesy to the Cruciatus curse. Lily turned to the laughing man in his black cloak. She pointed at him and shrieked, "Stop it! Now! Please-oh have mercy-have mercy for me! The person who determines if you have a child or not!"
At that, he stopped. He put his wand down, and the muggle man remained there, his eyes wide open as he fainted, already on the floor.
"Too right I'll get a child from you, Lily," he said coldly. "And if I don't, I'll make sure all of Europe is covered with twitching, tortured muggles and mudbloods."
"Such as myself?" she snapped.
The robed man flared and pointed his wand again at the muggle.
"NO!" Lily cried. "I'm sorry-I'm just tired-I really am-have mercy my Lord, have mercy."
The robed man nodded and looked at other people in their black robes.
"You can take the filth outside now. I have no use for him," he sneered.
"Put him outside a hospital," Lily added, tears almost in her eyes.
The robed man looked at her disgustingly and muttered, "You always had a soft spot for the most stupidest things."
The man took off his hood to reveal black hair, piercing gold eyes, snake like slits for his eyes-and a glare that was so cold, it was no wonder that the only way he had followers was by all his power and threats. There were bags under his eyes-it was no easy job hiding from the Ministry of Magic when you were #1 on their wanted list.
"Come, Lily, let's get out of here," he said, as he headed to walk out of the room made of stone. Lily nodded and struggled to keep up with his quick strides.
Outside, in a corridor, he led her to his headquarters.
"Why do you always take muggles and torture them?" Lily cried.
"If I can't torture you," he breathed, "I'll torture them-and I'm sure that tortures you just as well."
Lily gulped and wiped away a couple of tears that fell from her emerald green eyes, occasionally her red locks hiding her tired face.
"But I don't understand-have you no compassion-"
"Oh shut up already," he groaned. "You have no idea how many times I have wanted these past years to just kill you myself."
They walked down a couple more corridors and down many staircases until Lily was tired. This abandoned castle was so big, it would probably take half an hour to walk across it. After two years of staying here, Lily still always got lost. The only room where she knew how to navigate by heart was her room and his headquarters-Voldemort's headquarters.
They began to walk down a staircase again as if they were going to the basement. They met a door guarded by four death eaters.
"Move," he told all of them, and immediately they jumped away so he could reach the door. He hissed some kind of word in parsletongue, and the door opened. They both walked in, and Lily nervously took a seat as the door closed.
For being the "office" of the most dark wizard of all time, it was quiet plain. It was made entirely of stone with snake engravings on the walls. It was quiet small, Lily's room was bigger. There was a big stone desk, dark objects everywhere, and muggle, bloody daggars protruding from here and there so you would have to watch where you were walking.
Whenever Voldemort told Lily to go to that room, or she was summoned, or when she had to go for her daily talk, she never knew what they were going to discuss or what they were going to do. Today was no different.
Voldemort stood in front of his desk and peered at Lily. He twirled his wand about his fingers and looked tired-but yet irritated.
"Lily dear," he said casually, "I've heard some interesting news."
"Yes, my Lord?"
"Well, you're a mudblood and probably still an auror at heart-no doubt about that. You're very stubborn too. You'll just have to watch out-that stubbornness may just kill you one day," he chuckled, as if this was a wonderful though to his head. But he continued, "And despite the fact that I hate you but have tried to get an heir out of you for the past two years and have been quite nice to you-you're still betraying me."
"Huh?" Lily cocked an eyebrow. She instantly wished she could take that back-she did think that Voldemort worded all that weirdly, but if he got wind that she thought he was the biggest bloke in the history of time, he would kill her without thinking about the prospect of a powerful heir.
However, he just breathed in and out.
"You've been spotted," he said dryly and bluntly, "by many of my supporters. And do you know what they said you were doing?"
"No, my Lord," she said sweetly. "They said-that you-you've been," he breathed deeply, "you have been- killing-our child in you when you ever find out that you're pregnant. Is this true?" He looked disgusted, but continued to interrogate her.
Lily stood up abruptly, looking absolutely horrified-she was always good at lying.
"Me? Kill? After two years you'd think that you'd know me better because I-I, of all people would never kill a child. Demon fetus or not! I wouldn't do abortion-that-I would never-"
Voldemort put his hand up, signaling for her to stop talking.
"I'll give you a truth potion later. I'm tired. MALFOY!" he shouted. Voldemort said another word in parseltongue, and the doors opened to reveal another death eater-who must have been Lucius Malfoy.
"Yes, my Lord?" he asked humbly.
Voldemort rubbed his eyes and said, "Go take this woman-I'm tired."
Malfoy bowed and led a disgusted Lily out of the room.
"Such a pity," Severus Snape sneered at Amos Diggory, his head in his hands in the office of Albus Dumbledore, waiting for the arrival of the headmaster himself. "Doesn't today mark Evans's two year anniversary of being-gone? Dear me, she was such a good contribution to the wizarding world." There was sarcasm everywhere in his voice.
Amos looked up at him-and instead of looking angry-he looked like a light bulb had just turned on in his head.
"You know, Snape, I've thought about nothing except for Lily in ages. And it's killing me," he said through gritted words. "Keep your mouth shut-I'm doing some thinking."
Diggory did look distressed. His hair wasn't all neat and combed but messy. He had bags under his eyes, making it seem that he hadn't slept in days. His clothes were all wrinkled and quiet tattered.
Snape however, looked all nimsy wimsy. His greasy, black hair shown ever so brightly-unfortunately. He was dressed in all black robes as usual, and his sneer was plastered on his sallow skin. His eyes were livid with a mixture between happiness and excitement.
The door opened, but it wasn't Professor Dumbledore. It James Potter with his messy black hair, chocolate eyes, black glasses, and a tired face-being an auror was no easy job.
"Oh good," he sighed. "I'm not late. Hold on-only you two are here?"
"Yes, Potter, now be quiet-Diggory here is doing some thinking," he sneered.
James shook his head and sat next to Diggory.
"You okay?" he asked.
Diggory ignored him and continued to think. It looked as if his head was going to explode; his face was red, and his hands kept on scratching his head. It looked like he was going to cry-but guys never cry.
James sat back in his chair and sighed. He thought to himself-If it were me in his position I would be tearing my heart out-then again, I was in his position before. And I did just fine.
But this was different. Before when Lily left him-she only left their relationship of being a girlfriend. In this case, Lily was kidnapped. And Amos Diggory wasn't just her boyfriend, but her Husband-to-be. Or was, before she was kidnapped by the death eaters.
All of a sudden, Snape gasped. He clutched his arm in pain and went down on his knees and it seemed as if he were suffocating.
"Snape!" James yelled, although he wasn't in the best mood to try to save him. "What-what are you doing?"
Snape looked as though the pain had stopped, and he shook his head a little. He stood up again and rubbed the upper part of his arm.
James just sighed and sat down on his chair again. He wiped his brow and said, "Right, probably you're little dark mark thing. You're a death eater."
"Shut up Potter," he snarled while panting with pain. "You know perfectly well that I'm on the good side. I've been trying to ignore all Voldemort's calls-but it hurts when I do."
All through this, Diggory remained quiet, head in hands.
The door opened, and Dumbledore himself strided in. He nodded at the three men and took his own seat. The twinkle in his eyes were there but faint. He shuffled some papers and cleared his throat.
"I'm so glad that all three of you were able to make it," he grinned. "Severus, here, has presented me with some wonderful news. I think it will make you very happy Mr. Diggory. Well, after Severus told me everything, a plan has been brewing in my mind. I may be old, but my mind is as clever as ever. Now, Severus, why don't you tell Mr. Diggory and Potter here what you have witnessed?"
However, Snape looked disgusted. As if he were a small child, he complained, "Aww, Professor, do I have to?"
"Certainly," Dumbledore said with a smile and the twinkle in his eyes grew.
Snape folded his arms and muttered, "Fine.Well, I joined the death eater clan in seventh year. It was last month when my two years of being the rookie were over. Well, of course I had already joined the good side three months ago and has been playing this easy job of double agent." He expressed the word "easy" in his sarcastic voice. He scratched his head as if he were thinking and continued. "I was stationed in Voldemort's headquarters. All the death eaters rotate jobs there, and I had switched jobs with a guard of a certain witch. A certain muggleborn witch."
At that, Amos Diggory looked up, and shock was on his face. He had a hunch of who this witch was, but.could it be true? It has been two years and no one has seen Lily Evans.she was a witch.a muggleborn witch.could it be her?
"Lily Evans is still alive," Snape said in a dry voice as if it didn't matter.
"What?" James gasped. "Are you serious-but no one has seen her-are you sure?"
"Believe me, Potter," started Snape. "I am sure. Every death eater stationed in the headquarters known about her story well. I've just learned it two weeks ago."
"Excellent news, isn't it gentlemen?" Dumbledore asked. "But anyway, continue Severus."
He took a deep breath and went on.
"Two years ago Voldemort's Seer predicted that Evans would have a very powerful child. Well, he didn't want the child to be good-it could threaten his powers, you see? So, he captured her during a death eater raid. Ever since, for two years, he's been."
Amos's eyes widened. He jumped out of his chair.
"NO!" he exclaimed. "For two years they've just been..he's just been."
"Yup, Diggory. All he's been doing is trying to get an heir from her," he said.
"Lily.my Lily.no, just Lily," he whispered. "No! Oh, this must have been so horrible for her!"
"It would be for me if I were her," Snape said, and folded his arms.
"Hasn't she been traumatized at all?" Amos wondered aloud.
"That's what I would think," Snape sighed. "But I'm guessing spells are being put on her to make sure she's normal and healthy."
"But, Dumbledore-we're going to rescue her, right? I mean, we're not just going to let her stay there and-"
Dumbledore then became very serious.
"Severus, your connections with Lily's whereabouts are very useful in this. We must rescue her. So, I have selected you three because I believe that you three are the most capable people of trying to rescue Lily. Severus, you will have James and Amos disguised as death eaters. I will use a charm to put the dark mark onto both of your arms, but it will not be real. It will be just a tattoo that can easily wash off. You three will sneak into Lily's rooms and disguise her as a death eater. With any luck, Lily will be among our presence this time next week!" he said cheerily.
The three young men gaped at him. Sure, it sounded easy-but doing the actual rescuing would take a lot of luck.
The next morning, Lily could be seen pacing up and down her room. It wasn't all that bad actually. It was one of the few rooms that wasn't made of stone, and it actually had a window-fresh air was wonderful to breathe. Of course though, it had charms that she wouldn't be able to escape. Her bed always had the same blue sheets and blankets, but at least she had a bed. There was a desk, a closet, and all the other furniture that didn't make her room seem like a prison cell-because it was. She also had a bathroom, but the only purpose for this room was to check to see if she was pregnant or not.
That morning, Voldemort ordered her to check to see for any signs of pregnancy.
As usual, it read negative.
She threw the test away and slumped onto her bed. She was sick of this place. All she ever did was.well.she didn't like to think about it.
The door knocked. She suspected it was another badgering. She thought, they're going probably going to give me another test. I can't just pee at will!
She opened the door, and to her surprise there were three death eaters, and she was even more shocked when they just walked in her room. Invasion of privacy!
"You know, I am being kept here not under my free will! You could just at least let me have my privacy!"
But she cut off because one of the death eaters closed the door and locked it. At that, all three of the death eaters and put their hoods off.
"No-oh my goodness-yes! Amos!"
There stood Severus Snape, James Potter, and of course-Amos Diggory.
Lily was completely dumbfounded. Two years of never seeing the man of her dreams, and he just appeared.but she didn't care, for two lonely years she had dreamed of him, wanting to be in his arms again, and if it were to happen today it didn't matter.
Lily rain into his arms, and they embraced.
"It's been too long," Lily cried. "It's been horrible here."
"We have no time to talk Evans, we don't have much time," Snape said.
James took out extra robes under his cloak and handed them to Lily.
"We're sneaking you out, we'll explain everything later," James hissed. Lily nodded to show she understood and went into her bathroom. As quick as she could, she changed. She ran out of the bathroom, tripping over her trash can. Everything spilled out of it, including her pregnancy test but she couldn't be bothered with that.
James pulled up her sleeve and said the charm Dumbledore said to put a fake dark mark on her arm, jus to be safe. He stuck his wand back in his robes, and they all put their hoods on.
"Okay," Snape said quickly. "We're going to go out and pretend that we were all called by Voldemort to go and start a death eater raid in Scotland. Evans, if anyone asks-you're Mary Dawson. Then again, if Mary Dawson talks to us, you're Analise Crompton. When we reach the fireplace, we'll be able to get to Hogwarts. But we have to move quick. Once people start hearing that we're calling out 'Hogwarts' and not some muggle pub in Scotland to the floo fireplace, they'll get suspicious. So it is very important we are quick. Come on."
All four nodded, and Lily's heart was lightened. She was going to be rescued. She was going home.
She closed the door, and all that remained in her bedroom was the spilt trash. The pregnancy test lay on the ground, but little did Lily know that not all pregnancy test answers come out 100% true.
Author's Note: Well, this is just the first chapter so the plot isn't 100% written out for you, but just introduced. And remember, I am not perfect- so if you flame me, give constructive criticism.
My Demon Child
Chapter One: Saving Lily Evans
"Stop! Stop it!" Lily cried out as she watched the strange muggle man wail out in pain. He was twitching on the floor for over a minute, courtesy to the Cruciatus curse. Lily turned to the laughing man in his black cloak. She pointed at him and shrieked, "Stop it! Now! Please-oh have mercy-have mercy for me! The person who determines if you have a child or not!"
At that, he stopped. He put his wand down, and the muggle man remained there, his eyes wide open as he fainted, already on the floor.
"Too right I'll get a child from you, Lily," he said coldly. "And if I don't, I'll make sure all of Europe is covered with twitching, tortured muggles and mudbloods."
"Such as myself?" she snapped.
The robed man flared and pointed his wand again at the muggle.
"NO!" Lily cried. "I'm sorry-I'm just tired-I really am-have mercy my Lord, have mercy."
The robed man nodded and looked at other people in their black robes.
"You can take the filth outside now. I have no use for him," he sneered.
"Put him outside a hospital," Lily added, tears almost in her eyes.
The robed man looked at her disgustingly and muttered, "You always had a soft spot for the most stupidest things."
The man took off his hood to reveal black hair, piercing gold eyes, snake like slits for his eyes-and a glare that was so cold, it was no wonder that the only way he had followers was by all his power and threats. There were bags under his eyes-it was no easy job hiding from the Ministry of Magic when you were #1 on their wanted list.
"Come, Lily, let's get out of here," he said, as he headed to walk out of the room made of stone. Lily nodded and struggled to keep up with his quick strides.
Outside, in a corridor, he led her to his headquarters.
"Why do you always take muggles and torture them?" Lily cried.
"If I can't torture you," he breathed, "I'll torture them-and I'm sure that tortures you just as well."
Lily gulped and wiped away a couple of tears that fell from her emerald green eyes, occasionally her red locks hiding her tired face.
"But I don't understand-have you no compassion-"
"Oh shut up already," he groaned. "You have no idea how many times I have wanted these past years to just kill you myself."
They walked down a couple more corridors and down many staircases until Lily was tired. This abandoned castle was so big, it would probably take half an hour to walk across it. After two years of staying here, Lily still always got lost. The only room where she knew how to navigate by heart was her room and his headquarters-Voldemort's headquarters.
They began to walk down a staircase again as if they were going to the basement. They met a door guarded by four death eaters.
"Move," he told all of them, and immediately they jumped away so he could reach the door. He hissed some kind of word in parsletongue, and the door opened. They both walked in, and Lily nervously took a seat as the door closed.
For being the "office" of the most dark wizard of all time, it was quiet plain. It was made entirely of stone with snake engravings on the walls. It was quiet small, Lily's room was bigger. There was a big stone desk, dark objects everywhere, and muggle, bloody daggars protruding from here and there so you would have to watch where you were walking.
Whenever Voldemort told Lily to go to that room, or she was summoned, or when she had to go for her daily talk, she never knew what they were going to discuss or what they were going to do. Today was no different.
Voldemort stood in front of his desk and peered at Lily. He twirled his wand about his fingers and looked tired-but yet irritated.
"Lily dear," he said casually, "I've heard some interesting news."
"Yes, my Lord?"
"Well, you're a mudblood and probably still an auror at heart-no doubt about that. You're very stubborn too. You'll just have to watch out-that stubbornness may just kill you one day," he chuckled, as if this was a wonderful though to his head. But he continued, "And despite the fact that I hate you but have tried to get an heir out of you for the past two years and have been quite nice to you-you're still betraying me."
"Huh?" Lily cocked an eyebrow. She instantly wished she could take that back-she did think that Voldemort worded all that weirdly, but if he got wind that she thought he was the biggest bloke in the history of time, he would kill her without thinking about the prospect of a powerful heir.
However, he just breathed in and out.
"You've been spotted," he said dryly and bluntly, "by many of my supporters. And do you know what they said you were doing?"
"No, my Lord," she said sweetly. "They said-that you-you've been," he breathed deeply, "you have been- killing-our child in you when you ever find out that you're pregnant. Is this true?" He looked disgusted, but continued to interrogate her.
Lily stood up abruptly, looking absolutely horrified-she was always good at lying.
"Me? Kill? After two years you'd think that you'd know me better because I-I, of all people would never kill a child. Demon fetus or not! I wouldn't do abortion-that-I would never-"
Voldemort put his hand up, signaling for her to stop talking.
"I'll give you a truth potion later. I'm tired. MALFOY!" he shouted. Voldemort said another word in parseltongue, and the doors opened to reveal another death eater-who must have been Lucius Malfoy.
"Yes, my Lord?" he asked humbly.
Voldemort rubbed his eyes and said, "Go take this woman-I'm tired."
Malfoy bowed and led a disgusted Lily out of the room.
"Such a pity," Severus Snape sneered at Amos Diggory, his head in his hands in the office of Albus Dumbledore, waiting for the arrival of the headmaster himself. "Doesn't today mark Evans's two year anniversary of being-gone? Dear me, she was such a good contribution to the wizarding world." There was sarcasm everywhere in his voice.
Amos looked up at him-and instead of looking angry-he looked like a light bulb had just turned on in his head.
"You know, Snape, I've thought about nothing except for Lily in ages. And it's killing me," he said through gritted words. "Keep your mouth shut-I'm doing some thinking."
Diggory did look distressed. His hair wasn't all neat and combed but messy. He had bags under his eyes, making it seem that he hadn't slept in days. His clothes were all wrinkled and quiet tattered.
Snape however, looked all nimsy wimsy. His greasy, black hair shown ever so brightly-unfortunately. He was dressed in all black robes as usual, and his sneer was plastered on his sallow skin. His eyes were livid with a mixture between happiness and excitement.
The door opened, but it wasn't Professor Dumbledore. It James Potter with his messy black hair, chocolate eyes, black glasses, and a tired face-being an auror was no easy job.
"Oh good," he sighed. "I'm not late. Hold on-only you two are here?"
"Yes, Potter, now be quiet-Diggory here is doing some thinking," he sneered.
James shook his head and sat next to Diggory.
"You okay?" he asked.
Diggory ignored him and continued to think. It looked as if his head was going to explode; his face was red, and his hands kept on scratching his head. It looked like he was going to cry-but guys never cry.
James sat back in his chair and sighed. He thought to himself-If it were me in his position I would be tearing my heart out-then again, I was in his position before. And I did just fine.
But this was different. Before when Lily left him-she only left their relationship of being a girlfriend. In this case, Lily was kidnapped. And Amos Diggory wasn't just her boyfriend, but her Husband-to-be. Or was, before she was kidnapped by the death eaters.
All of a sudden, Snape gasped. He clutched his arm in pain and went down on his knees and it seemed as if he were suffocating.
"Snape!" James yelled, although he wasn't in the best mood to try to save him. "What-what are you doing?"
Snape looked as though the pain had stopped, and he shook his head a little. He stood up again and rubbed the upper part of his arm.
James just sighed and sat down on his chair again. He wiped his brow and said, "Right, probably you're little dark mark thing. You're a death eater."
"Shut up Potter," he snarled while panting with pain. "You know perfectly well that I'm on the good side. I've been trying to ignore all Voldemort's calls-but it hurts when I do."
All through this, Diggory remained quiet, head in hands.
The door opened, and Dumbledore himself strided in. He nodded at the three men and took his own seat. The twinkle in his eyes were there but faint. He shuffled some papers and cleared his throat.
"I'm so glad that all three of you were able to make it," he grinned. "Severus, here, has presented me with some wonderful news. I think it will make you very happy Mr. Diggory. Well, after Severus told me everything, a plan has been brewing in my mind. I may be old, but my mind is as clever as ever. Now, Severus, why don't you tell Mr. Diggory and Potter here what you have witnessed?"
However, Snape looked disgusted. As if he were a small child, he complained, "Aww, Professor, do I have to?"
"Certainly," Dumbledore said with a smile and the twinkle in his eyes grew.
Snape folded his arms and muttered, "Fine.Well, I joined the death eater clan in seventh year. It was last month when my two years of being the rookie were over. Well, of course I had already joined the good side three months ago and has been playing this easy job of double agent." He expressed the word "easy" in his sarcastic voice. He scratched his head as if he were thinking and continued. "I was stationed in Voldemort's headquarters. All the death eaters rotate jobs there, and I had switched jobs with a guard of a certain witch. A certain muggleborn witch."
At that, Amos Diggory looked up, and shock was on his face. He had a hunch of who this witch was, but.could it be true? It has been two years and no one has seen Lily Evans.she was a witch.a muggleborn witch.could it be her?
"Lily Evans is still alive," Snape said in a dry voice as if it didn't matter.
"What?" James gasped. "Are you serious-but no one has seen her-are you sure?"
"Believe me, Potter," started Snape. "I am sure. Every death eater stationed in the headquarters known about her story well. I've just learned it two weeks ago."
"Excellent news, isn't it gentlemen?" Dumbledore asked. "But anyway, continue Severus."
He took a deep breath and went on.
"Two years ago Voldemort's Seer predicted that Evans would have a very powerful child. Well, he didn't want the child to be good-it could threaten his powers, you see? So, he captured her during a death eater raid. Ever since, for two years, he's been."
Amos's eyes widened. He jumped out of his chair.
"NO!" he exclaimed. "For two years they've just been..he's just been."
"Yup, Diggory. All he's been doing is trying to get an heir from her," he said.
"Lily.my Lily.no, just Lily," he whispered. "No! Oh, this must have been so horrible for her!"
"It would be for me if I were her," Snape said, and folded his arms.
"Hasn't she been traumatized at all?" Amos wondered aloud.
"That's what I would think," Snape sighed. "But I'm guessing spells are being put on her to make sure she's normal and healthy."
"But, Dumbledore-we're going to rescue her, right? I mean, we're not just going to let her stay there and-"
Dumbledore then became very serious.
"Severus, your connections with Lily's whereabouts are very useful in this. We must rescue her. So, I have selected you three because I believe that you three are the most capable people of trying to rescue Lily. Severus, you will have James and Amos disguised as death eaters. I will use a charm to put the dark mark onto both of your arms, but it will not be real. It will be just a tattoo that can easily wash off. You three will sneak into Lily's rooms and disguise her as a death eater. With any luck, Lily will be among our presence this time next week!" he said cheerily.
The three young men gaped at him. Sure, it sounded easy-but doing the actual rescuing would take a lot of luck.
The next morning, Lily could be seen pacing up and down her room. It wasn't all that bad actually. It was one of the few rooms that wasn't made of stone, and it actually had a window-fresh air was wonderful to breathe. Of course though, it had charms that she wouldn't be able to escape. Her bed always had the same blue sheets and blankets, but at least she had a bed. There was a desk, a closet, and all the other furniture that didn't make her room seem like a prison cell-because it was. She also had a bathroom, but the only purpose for this room was to check to see if she was pregnant or not.
That morning, Voldemort ordered her to check to see for any signs of pregnancy.
As usual, it read negative.
She threw the test away and slumped onto her bed. She was sick of this place. All she ever did was.well.she didn't like to think about it.
The door knocked. She suspected it was another badgering. She thought, they're going probably going to give me another test. I can't just pee at will!
She opened the door, and to her surprise there were three death eaters, and she was even more shocked when they just walked in her room. Invasion of privacy!
"You know, I am being kept here not under my free will! You could just at least let me have my privacy!"
But she cut off because one of the death eaters closed the door and locked it. At that, all three of the death eaters and put their hoods off.
"No-oh my goodness-yes! Amos!"
There stood Severus Snape, James Potter, and of course-Amos Diggory.
Lily was completely dumbfounded. Two years of never seeing the man of her dreams, and he just appeared.but she didn't care, for two lonely years she had dreamed of him, wanting to be in his arms again, and if it were to happen today it didn't matter.
Lily rain into his arms, and they embraced.
"It's been too long," Lily cried. "It's been horrible here."
"We have no time to talk Evans, we don't have much time," Snape said.
James took out extra robes under his cloak and handed them to Lily.
"We're sneaking you out, we'll explain everything later," James hissed. Lily nodded to show she understood and went into her bathroom. As quick as she could, she changed. She ran out of the bathroom, tripping over her trash can. Everything spilled out of it, including her pregnancy test but she couldn't be bothered with that.
James pulled up her sleeve and said the charm Dumbledore said to put a fake dark mark on her arm, jus to be safe. He stuck his wand back in his robes, and they all put their hoods on.
"Okay," Snape said quickly. "We're going to go out and pretend that we were all called by Voldemort to go and start a death eater raid in Scotland. Evans, if anyone asks-you're Mary Dawson. Then again, if Mary Dawson talks to us, you're Analise Crompton. When we reach the fireplace, we'll be able to get to Hogwarts. But we have to move quick. Once people start hearing that we're calling out 'Hogwarts' and not some muggle pub in Scotland to the floo fireplace, they'll get suspicious. So it is very important we are quick. Come on."
All four nodded, and Lily's heart was lightened. She was going to be rescued. She was going home.
She closed the door, and all that remained in her bedroom was the spilt trash. The pregnancy test lay on the ground, but little did Lily know that not all pregnancy test answers come out 100% true.