Halloween of 1978 was an interesting one. The air was sticky and humid, the leaves on the trees crisp and red. The sky was purple and Godric's Hollow was lit up and welcoming to the little ones out trick or treating. Halloween was about to take a turn for the worst though.

The doorbell rang, and James jumped out of his bed. "Leave it, James," Lily muttered, pulling him back down.

"But it's Halloween and they want candy," James whined, pushing her arm off of him. He got up and pulled on some clothes. The doorbell rang again and James slid down the banister of the stairs. "I'm coming!" he yelled, grabbing a bowl of candy and throwing open the door.

"Trick or treat!" chorused four little kids. One was dressed as a ballerina, one was a cowboy, and one was a wizard.

"Here you go!" James said dumping the contents of the bowl into each of their bags equally. The children's eyes lit up, and they thanked him up and down, James smiled and watched them skip down the front walk on to the next house.

He shut the door and turned off the front lights and turned to go back upstairs to his warm and welcoming bed, with Lily waiting in it for him.

When he got back to their room, he found Lily sitting on the phone with someone. "And you're sure that it's right?" she asked, her face pale. James collapsed down next to her. She hung it up, giving James a weak smile.

"What was that about?" James asked, kissing Lily on her lips. He broke away and looked at her.

"It was nothing," Lily replied, moving away from him. She glanced over at the clock and gasped. "We're supposed to be at Sirius's to meet him for the party!" she said, getting up, and pulling on some of her clothes.

"Shit, we better get ready," James said, jumping up and pulling on his very best dress robes. The party they were going to was very formal, it was for the high society of the wizarding world, everyone who was anyone would be there.

Lily pulled on a set of emerald green dress robes that had a very low-cut neckline, and clung to her curves. Her hair was piled on top of her head in curls, and she was applying a little bit of make up.

The two apparated over to Sirius's immediately. When they got there all they found was a note from Sirius.

Lily, and Prongs,

I got sick of waiting for you, seeing as many hot women are going to be there, I left. See you there!

Padfoot

James grinned, he knew Sirius would be getting lucky tonight.

Hours later, Lily and James were standing around a snack table, holding glasses of champagne. "James remind me again why I come here with you every year," Lily complained.

"Because you love me, and I have to go to keep up the Potter name," James replied, smiling.

"Can we at least go dance or something?" Lily asked. James shook his head which was starting to hurt a little.

"I've got to go suck up to Millie dearest and her followers, there must be something you can do," James said, getting annoyed.

Lily narrowed her eyes at him, "I'll be waiting for you over at the main doors at midnight, but don't hold your breath," she said and stalked off. James smacked himself, he knew not to treat Lily like that, but this was not one of his nights either. He trudged off to the bar to solve his problems.

"Hey James old buddy!" said Remus, clapping James on the back. "Come have a few beers with me," he said, pulling James off towards the open bar. James obliged. A half hour and ten firewhiskeys later, James and Remus were as drunk as hell. They were staggering off towards the nearest bathroom when they were caught by none other than the Minister of Magic herself, Millicent Bagnold.

"James Potter!" she said in a fake happy voice. James inwardly groaned. He was drunk and did not want the Minister to him that way.

Millicent Bagnold was a beautiful woman to say the least. She had long legs and was very thin, with long curly espresso brown hair, and matching eyes.

"How are you dear Millie?" he asked, trying not to exhale too much, in fear of her smelling all of the alcohol.

"I'm fine, I need to talk to you about something though, privately," she said, when she noticed Remus.

James nodded and followed her. "You know this really isn't a good time," he said, trying to keep his balance.

"I don't care," came her steely voice. James was confused.

He was led to a small room in the back. It was dark and black. He couldn't see exactly what was in it, but that was easily solved. "Lumos," he said quietly. There was a small ball of light right in front of him. He could see a few chairs and a large table. All of a sudden torches on the walls came to life. "Nox," he said finally.

Millicent sat down, and James did too. "Now you're probably wondering why I led you back here," she started out. "I want you to listen to me, and try not to interrupt. You know of Voldemort, and how he is rising quickly. He sent a letter to my offices explaining what he wanted, and I have my spies on the inside that listen to what he wants. It's simple and it makes a lot of sense. He feels that we've put ourselves in danger with letting all of the half-bloods and muggleborns in. So all he wants to do is cleanse the wizarding world, restore it to the pure-bloods. And I have agreed to join forces with him. And we want you to help. You're perfect-everyone loves and listens to you, you're a great influence. We think that if you were on our side this could easily get done by the time you're done with Auror training. And everyone could live in peace, so my question is will you join us?" she asked.

James looked at her. He was drunk and not fully processing this. "You're kidding right?" he slurred the words together, just barely.

"No, I'm dead serious, this is an offer you just can't say no to, if you know what I mean," she replied.

"I won't help you, my wife is a muggleborn! I'm not going to help you kill her!" he shouted.

"There is no reason to raise your voice, and if you're good we'll let her stay," she said, trying to get James to be quiet.

"I won't do it," he said getting up and trying to leave. But the door was locked. "Damn it let me out!" he bellowed.

"I refuse to, Mr. Potter," Ms. Bagnold said coolly, still sitting at the desk.

James took three long strides and reached the desk, he leaned over so he was face to face with the minister. "You're going to let me out right now," he seethed.

"I most certainly will not, and you can kiss your little mudblood goodbye!" she said, appalled.

"Don't you dare hurt Lily, or I will kill you," he said, nostrils flaring.

She threw floo powder into the fire, and it turned an emerald green, just like Lily's eyes. A masked head appeared. "He's refused, collect the mudblood and torture her," she said, as if it were an everyday occurrence.

She turned back to James and smirked.

"Crucio!"

Author's Note: I know I know I know, I should not be starting yet another story, but I couldn't help it. I love this plot line. Not very much happens this chapter but trust me things will get interesting! Review please and tell me whether it's worth continuing or not, I'm aiming for ten reviews give or take a few…