-Disclaimer: Anything you recognize as J.K.Rowlings is hers, the plot if there is one is mine along with any characters or anything you don't recognize is mine. Enjoy!

-Summary: Lily is abused lonely, friendless, quiet, solitude. She lives in a world not quite reality and she is slowly drowning to the point where she will never be able to return.

-Title: Black Roses Red!


Lily slammed against the wall with a loud crash and a gasp of pain as the wind was knocked out of her lungs. It was instantly replaced with a bone feeling pain that seemed to pierce the heart like a thousand needles. She was having a hard time breathing in and out and was very close to that line between the darkness and the light. She would know, she had been there so many times. No tears leaked through her eyes they usually didn't come till the day or two after she was beaten. Her father approached her and loomed above her looking down at her almost as bad as the purebloods did to her at school. She was used to it; she had been beaten by her father since she was ten. Her mother had left that same year, never to look back and never to think about taking her daughters with her.

"Goodnight my darling." Her father said in a mocking voice.

"Good night father." She said a small smile just being able to pass her lips as she was hit hard and fast and she crossed the line into the darkness.

Lily woke up to the pain that had been her companion for the last six years. From experience she slowly, very, very slowly sat up and found that the world didn't spin as much like it did when she tried to rush it. She looked at herself in the mirror to asses the damage and it was not a pretty sight that greeted her. In the mirror she saw a pale sixteen year old with red hair and green eyes, that weren't emotionless instead they seemed to be glazed as if she was in a far away place that only she could see.

The left side of her face was one of those new kind of bruised faces. It was all dark an purple, in a day or two the green and yellow colors would begin to show and her face would look like a girl from one of the horror movies that was always hideously beaten up. Her ribs she could tell were only bruised, and by softly feeling around she felt around carefully to find that there were no breaks or even fractures, she had been lucky this time. That's when she saw her fingers; two of them on her left hand were going out in the wrong angle. Luckily she was in a numb period not being able to feel anything.

Her wrist was sprained, and she probably had close to a thousand bruises on her body. She looked out her window to see that the sun had just gone down. Carefully she stood to find that she still had her balance and the stage of being nauseous either hadn't heard her or wasn't going to be coming at all. She grabbed a small black backpack and careful of the bruises on her back she placed it on her back and slowly made her way down the stairs and out the door. Her father wouldn't be home for a few hours, and even then he wouldn't notice her absence. She usually disappeared for a day or two after she was beaten, he had learned to wait, and no matter how many times he hit her she always came back for several different reasons.

She walked downtown to a small little drugstore, she was a regular costumer there. She immediately went to isle four and picked up some gauze, some bandages, and some medical tape then walked to the counter with her bag. The man who worked there looked at her with pity written all over his features. He probably would have gone to the cops but in the off chance that she was in a gang he didn't. She paid him and then stepped out into the air and breathed in deeply. She could smell the rain and it lifted her spirits a little. She loved the rain, it was something she always looked forward to.

She stepped into the street lamp and waited for a while until she saw someone that could help her. She raised her eyebrows as she saw three guys begin to walk down the street having just come out of a club. It was none other then the marauders from Hogwarts. They walked to her and just as they were about to pass Lily called out.

"A little help please?" She asked quietly, they jumped having not seen her, even though she was standing out in the muddle of a street lamp. When they got a good look at her they took a step back in astonishment, Lily who was used to this ignored it.

"What happened to you?" Sirius said, they didn't even realize that she went to the same school as they did, but she didn't care, she didn't like to be noticed.

"Can you help?" She said ignoring the question.

"Do you need to get to the Hospital?" Remus said looking around ready to get a cab.

"Not really I just need you to hold this." She motioned to the bag she was holding in her arms. James cautiously took it and peeked into it. It held the things she had just bought. "Could you get out one of the bandages and the tape?" And then to the horror of the boys she gripped the two broken fingers and proceeded to crack it into place. She scrunched her face up in the wash of pain but made no sound, and did it to the second.

Sirius looked as if he was going to faint, Remus was even paler then usual and James looked sickened. She took the bandage with her good arm and began to wrap it around her fingers tight grimacing in the pain, and then took the tape and secured it. She then took another bandage and wrapped her wrist tight, then taking a gauze she carefully and gingerly wiped at the cut that had dried blood encrusted over it then taking some more tape, she carefully taped it over it. She had found that head cuts tended to have a tendency to open back up and begin to bleed at the most inappropriate of times. She took the bag back from James and then began walking away.

"Thanks." And that was all she said. They looked back at her a little stunned not knowing what to do.

"Wait a second you're in some pretty bad shape shouldn't you like I don't know go to the hospital?" James said in an actual concerned look on his face.

"No I'm good." She said quietly.

Just then a girl walked up to Lily and gingerly grabbed her face. Lily unconsciously turned her head to help, she knew that touch it belonged to I suppose you could call them friends, her name being Morgan. The only thing that really connected them was that they were both abused and could help each other in the times of need.

"C'mon let's go get you fixed up." She began to drag Lily away much to the amazement of the boys.

"Wait a second at least tell us your name." Remus called out hoping that if he had a name there might be something he could do.

She turned and looked at him with her unnerving eyes and smiled a faded looking smile, one that held no meaning. "What's in a name, a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet." She said and then walked away with Morgan leaving behind two confused boy, but all of them still looking concerned.

"She looked really familiar." Sirius said staring at the back of the figure until she had turned the corner.

"Yeah I know what you mean, and I wonder what really happened to her." Remus added.

"Well I suppose that there's nothing else that we can do. Come on we gotta get back to my house or my parents will kill us." And with one last look at the corner she had turned they headed back to James's house.


Morgan sat Lily down on the extra cot she had and began to gently spread ointment down over the bruises. The two had helped each other for three years now and barley needed words to talk to each other. Both were broken and both were hurting inside. It was one of the reasons they got along well. They both went back to the houses they were hurt at, and not because they thought the person would change their minds, no they had given that dream up ago so very long ago. No they went back now to know that they could still feel. The pain seemed to keep them alive. They didn't fear death as so many others in the world did, not they feared not longer being able to feel anything to not have any emotions at all.

When they were struck down, when they were ripped at physically and mentally, it actually gave them confidence no matter what it made them feel. It told them that they could still feel, that they were still alive.

"You got a little bit luckier today." Morgan said quietly as she redid the bandage on the head. On the trip to the apartment it had opened up like Lily had feared and had bled through the bandages.

"Yeah I guess so, nothing broken except the fingers." Lily replied back just as quiet as Morgan was.

Morgan went to the academy of Witched in Switzerland while of course Lily went to Hogwarts. They talked by letters and always met the first day back. It was a weird friendship but an actual one.

"When do you plan on going back?"

"Tomorrow, I still have to pack, and I know he's going to want to hit me one more time. If I don't go back tomorrow, he'd lock my things up."

Morgan nodded. "I'm going back tomorrow to."

Morgan's cousin let them use this room anytime they wanted for free since he owned the building. It was there haven for when they wanted it.

"I'm gonna crash." Lily said as soon as Morgan had finished and both slowly went into a deep sleep."


Lily looked up at the train with a lot more bruises and cuts then she had two days ago. Her father had given her a coming home gift, she now had two more broken fingers on her right hand instead of her left. She had fixed them up, with the help of Morgan, who also had sported a bruise. She was glanced at all around the parents looking shocked the students looking shocked others though ignoring it having seen Lily beaten up with bruises a lot that they were in a way used to it. She carefully climbed up on the train and walked all the way to the next to last compartment knowing that the last one was always claimed as the marauders.

She drifted off to sleep as soon as the train began she hadn't really slept last night the nausea had came with this beating and it was highly uncomfortable trying to find position what didn't' hurt. While asleep several people opened the cabin, but upon seeing it occupied, and by Lily no less they quietly shut it and moved back up the line. James Sirius and Remus though didn't bother to look they just went to their cabinet and walked in it knowing that no one went to the last compartment.

The train was about three fourths of the way to Hogwarts When Sirius announced that he would now be going down the entire train looking for an eligible girlfriend, much to the amusement of the other two, knowing that he would more then likely at least get slapped one. They told him this aloud, making him sniff in indignation and walk out the door with his nose in the air, followed by the loud laughter from James and Remus. Once the door was shut though he shrugged his shoulder rubbed his hands together eagerly and opened the door right behind there his mouth open and ready to make an offer if there was a cute girl in there when he immediately closed it in shock at the figure of the sleeping Lily in front of him.

He quickly shut it and backed out closing the door quietly behind him then went back to the compartment.

"Found on already?" James asked as he entered.

"No but I think you had better come and look at this!"

Sirius looked grim and they looked suddenly concerned, there were not many things in this world that could make Sirius look grim, and when they did it was usually extremely serious. They walked out with him and he put his finger to his lips and quietly opened the compartment boys and James and Remus looked in shock too at the still sleeping Lily.

"It's that girl we saw the other night, but look she's got more broken fingers and a lot more bruises then I saw the other night." Sirius said and then looked at the two. "What are we supposed to do?"

"I'm not sure, is she alive?" James asked as they quietly walked forward and all unconsciously relaxed as they saw Lily breathe in and out.

"I knew I recognized her, but I still can't quite remember her name. Should we send a letter on ahead of us to tell the nurse?" Remus asked not coming up with any other ideas.

Before either Sirius or James could answer Lily stirred and slowly peeled open her eyes to be greeted with the faces of the three boys. She looked at them not quite comprehending what she was seeing then she slowly sat up. She was still having the feeling that she could throw up so she had to do it slowly.

"Can I help you?" She asked slowly.

"You're the girl from the other night aren't you?" Remus asked wanting to make sure.

"Yes."

"Do you want us to send a note ahead of us so the nurse could meet you at the station?" James asked.

"No, that's quite alright, I'm perfectly fine." She said in her soft spoken voice.

"No offense but you don't look all right."

Lily glanced out the window instead of answering her eyes still looking glazed. She could see the scenery fly by and knew that they were getting closer. Another twenty minutes and they would probably be there.

"Well, how long have you been at Hogwarts." Remus asked trying to get away from the silence.

"This will be my sixth year."

"Sixth!" Sirius said stunned, he would only have thought she'd be in third maybe fourth.

"Yes, my sixth."

"Well what house do you belong to?"

"Gryffindor, same as you." She said still staring at the window.

"Really, I can't remember every seeing you."

"That's okay not many people do."

"What's your name?" Remus asked. "And no Shakespeare though."

Lily smiled at him. "Do you know what they called Joan of Arc?" She asked.

James and Sirius gave blank looks but Remus pondered it. "Well let's see there's the maid of Orleans." Lily shook her head no and Remus pondered some more. "They Lily Maid."

"There's your answer!" She said calmly.

"Lily?"

Lily nodded her head and then she saw Hogwarts approaching fast. And with one last smile she got up grabbed a small bag and walked out leaving the three boys to once again stare at her retreating back.


A/N- Hey I hope you like this story, if you don't please state so, no flames. If enough people like it I'll continue it, if not I'll just delete it. Thanx for at least checking it out.

-Maddie.