This is the first part in my story. I guess that you could classify this story as an AU, but I'm not really sure. Well, for now just read, enjoy, and review.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Harry Potter. This story is part of my imagination and was not ripped off of anybody.

Part One

Prologue: Eleven years past to present

Lily Potter looked into the mirror, crystal tears silently dripping down her cheeks. Three months ago everything had been going wonderfully. She'd celebrated her one-year wedding anniversary with her husband James by announcing her pregnancy. Both of them had been so happy. A child, something she'd wished for all her life. A little face to love and to cherish and to hold forever--or at least until the teenage years. Her parents had told her that she wasn't ready for one, that she was too young. They told her that she should have waited a few more years. But then her sister Petunia announced her pregnancy and they had been fine with it. Although delighted with Lily's accomplishments, they still were somewhat frightened of what their younger daughter had become. A witch, somebody who could make the unnatural happen. But even her abilities had betrayed her now. Her wand couldn't help her, neither could her charms. Nothing could fix what had happened.

"Lily, what's wrong?" said a quiet voice. It belonged to Remus, one of her and James' most trusted and beloved friends. He walked over to her and placed his arm around the back of her chair. Lily looked up at his large, sorrowful eyes and blinked. Fresh tears began to fall from her face. She stood up and let Remus embrace her in his strong arms.

"I can't tell you," she whispered. She felt Remus nod his head. Footsteps sounded on the stairs that led to the bedroom and the door violently swung open.

"Lily, you'll never guess what happened today at work!" James started to yell. Lily looked at James and then the tears began to stream faster from her face. He probably thought that she was a weak minded fool right now. She glanced at his face and saw the deep look of genuine concern that spread across his entire face. She slowly allowed herself to be transferred from Remus to James, her tears now dripping onto her husband's shoulder instead of her best friends. James tightened his arms around her, allowing her to sob against his chest.

"Lily," he said, his voice almost a whisper, "what's wrong?"

"You know how I've been sick for a couple of days?" Lily began, trying to calm herself down. She felt James nod his head, just as Remus had done earlier.

"Are you alright?" he asked her, trying to remain calm. Remus watched the two and took a step back towards the door.

"Maybe I should go…" his voice trailed off. Lily turned her head towards him and shook her head. Remus looked back towards them as if to ask if she was sure. Lily nodded her head and pulled away from James to face both of them.

"I..." she began, not wanting to finish the sentence. "I..." the sobs returned to her and her body began to sway back and forth.

"You what?" James said, a little more urgently. Lily stepped back at his alarmed voice and fell onto the bed.

"I lost the baby," she whispered so quietly that it almost wasn't heard. Remus gasped and quickly left the room, his footsteps sounding on the stairs as he fled from the house. James walked over to the bed and fell down beside Lily.

"When?" he whispered, placing his arms around Lily. She violently shrugged them off. James looked at her with hurtful eyes, but Lily ignored them. She looked down at her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"This morning," she whispered. She gave a loud sob and leaned onto James' shoulder. She allowed him to pull her into a tight hug, his tears joining hers. She leaned her head onto his chest and continued to sob. The two stayed in that position for the rest of the night.

~~Eleven Years Later~~

Stand aside, girl!

Lily, run! I'll hold him off.

James! No!

Lily Potter… James was found dead in the wreckage of Godric's Hollow last night.

It can't be true…

Lily, run! I'll hold him off.

We the jury find Sirius Black guilty of relaying the whereabouts of James and Lily Potter to he-who-must-not-be-named.

Lily, run! I'll hold him off.

No! I'll stay and fight with you!

No, I can't let you die Lily. Run!

I love you James.

He's dead, Lily.

Sirius Black, murderer of his one-time best friend was put into Azkaban yesterday.

Peter Pettigrew dead in relation to the murder of James Potter.

No, I can't let you die Lily. Run!

Sirius Black found to have also murdered Peter Pettigrew.

I love you, James.

James! No.

No, I can't let you die Lily. Run!

It's your fault, your fault. If you hadn't chosen Sirius, he'd be alive.

I love you, James.

Lily Potter… James was found dead in the wreckage of Godric's Hollow last night.

"Lily…Lily!" a nurse shook her shoulder. Lily snapped out of the trance that she so often fell into when she began to think about what had happened over the last two years. She had lost James, Sirius, and Peter all in one night. Remus was the only one left, but he rarely visited her because werewolves were not allowed into St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. On special occasions a nurse would sneak him into her room and he would stay, hidden from the world in James's old invisibility cloak, speaking to her. She would answer and none of the doctors suspected that anything was wrong, because she had always made a point of talking to herself.

The nurse handed her a handful of white and light green pills. The one thing that hadn't changed about hospitals was that they still gave their patients far to many pills and tablets. Not everything could be solved by medications. Some magical aliments needed to be resolved within.

"Do I have to?" Lily asked dully, trying to keep her eyes away from the nurses. The nurse lifted Lily's chin and forced her to make eye contact. She nodded her head. Lily dutifully swallowed the pills and almost immediately felt the sedatives beginning to take affect. She lay down on the bed, hoping that sleep would overcome her and she would be able to rest without any more nightmares.

A knocking noise sounded on the door. "You have a visitor," another nurse called. Lily struggled to sit up in her bed, but the medication seemed to be limiting her movement. Her nurse grabbed her arms and helped her into sitting position. Lily's head slumped forwards, her red hair hiding her face.

"Lily, do you remember me?" a man with a long white beard asked her. Lily looked up and smiled.

"Dumbledore," she whispered. Dumbledore was the one constant thing in her life. He visited her frequently and never asked anything of her. Suddenly, anger began to swell up into her body. Dumbledore was the one who had suggested using a Secret-Keeper to protect her and James. He had gone ahead and let them use Peter; although nobody knew that they had changed. It was her secret, one that she didn't feel like divulging.

"Yes Lily," he whispered. Lily tried to smile, but she couldn't seem to make the right muscles in her mouth work. They all clamped together, leaving her with a permanent frown. "I have news for you Lily. The doctors say that you'll be ready for the outside world again soon. You'll be let out of St. Mungo's."

"No," Lily whispered. This room had become her home. Her place of solitude, filled with the knowledge and secrets that she wasn't about to share.

"Yes Lily. I've arranged for you to take a job at Hogwarts. You'll be my assistant." Dumbledore looked straight at Lily. She was unable to avoid his piercing eyes. Eyes were so personal, eyes were the one thing that she must fight and flee from. Eyes made connections that she did not wish to keep.

"Fine," Lily whispered, unable to argue. She lay down on the bed and turned away from Dumbledore. She heard him leave the room, his feet padding softly against the carpeted floor. The sedatives started to take a greater affect on her, leaving Lily to fall back into her dream world. A world where nothing had gone wrong; where everything was perfect. Her own utopia.

Then Lily Potter did something that almost nobody had seen her do since her wedding day. Lily Potter smiled.