Intoduction

"Welcome back to WWN, before we head over to our next song, the news headlines of the day… It has been reported that another muggle-born family have been murdered at their home in Bristol last night. The muggle prime minister has been informed that the members of the public may become more at risk…"

Lily Evans, who was previously planning on listening to the wireless while completing the last of her summer charms assignment, quickly got up from her desk and turned it up, desperate to hear more information.

"The names of the victims are yet to be released, it is apparent that the eldest child does in fact go to Hogwarts, and the youngest was planning to enrol this September…"

Lily felt herself go lightheaded; anyone she knew could have been murdered. Some of her closest friends were muggle-born, like Mary Green or Emmeline Vance. What if their families had been targeted? She knew neither of them had a younger sibling planning to go to Hogwarts this term, but anyone of them could be targeted next.

What if Lily's family was targeted next?

"Anyway, back to our next song…"

Lily turned the wireless off, why were people acting so oblivious? Why were they ignoring what was happening right in front of them?

She sat down at her desk once more, and rested her head. All through the summer she had been listening closely to the wireless, listening to the stories of more muggle-borns, and even muggles being murdered. Every time the cases were explained, the radio presenter would calmly move on to the next song. Lily knew he was being told to keep the mood light, but a simple song would not do that, the wizarding world knew what was happening. A war was going to break out soon.

James Potter, was also listening to his wireless. Sprung out across his bed, he was fiddling with the controls when he heard "another muggle-born family have been murdered at their home in Bristol last night…" holding onto every last word, he knew that the radio station would not reveal too much about the case, as the Ministry would want to try and keep everything as quiet as possible. He sighed and turned the wireless off. He rolled over onto his back and placed his hand over his face. People were getting killed daily now, and James wanted to fight. A loud bang signified his best friend, Sirius Black, was now in his room.

"Drink too much last night or something?" Sirius asked, flinging himself onto James' large burgundy sofa next to his bed.

"If I recall, it was you who was dancing around and singing A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love to a poor old woman?" James retorted

"Yes, but you see, I would do that if I was absolutely sober." Sirius grinned

"You would do anything for a bit of female attention, Padfoot."

"I'm sorry, aren't you the head of the Lily Evans Appreciation Club?" the scruffy Marauder scoffed.

"Shut up, I don't fancy Evans anymore." James threw a pillow at Sirius, hoping it would be the end of that subject.

"I guess you didn't get much attention being in that club…" Sirius hurled the pillow back at James, who started to grimace.

"Sirius... Have you heard about the muggle born family murdered in Bristol last night?" James was rubbing the back of his neck whilst watching his friend's attention grow towards the window opposite him.

"The killings are becoming more and more frequent; I don't know what's going to happen at Hogwarts."

"What do you mean?" But James knew what he was going to say, muggle-borns would be at more risk of the idiotic pureblood elitists.

"You know, insane pureblood families will be telling their children that muggle-borns are all that is wrong with the world, and that they should be taught a lesson. I would know, dear old mother would often try to have that talk with me." Sirius' face grew irritated.

Sirius did not often talk about his parents or family. He didn't want to be associated with them in any way, sharing the same last name was enough for him. James found him near this time last year, at his house with nothing but a small suitcase. He knew that he had a lot of problems with his family, and it didn't necessarily surprise him when Sirius turned up at his doorstep. Of course James' parents let him live at the Potter household, Black was almost like a second son, not often in a positive way, as he was almost an exact copy of James. Besides, James' house could probably house the majority of the Gryffindor house anyway.

James never asked any questions about Sirius' family, he knew what they were like, and that his best friend was happy enough without them.

"So, um, I'm going to be Head Boy this year apparently…" James tried to change the subject subtly.

"Oh… I knew that, I read the letter." Sirius looked towards him slowly.

"You read my - wait, why am I surprised?" James rolled his eyes again, "Any clue why Dumbledore would choose me?"

"No clue, Prongs, you're not exactly the golden boy. But I can probably guess who's going to be Head Girl." The young Black began to laugh.

The thought that Lily Evans would most likely be the Head Girl made his stomach turn; he'd been spending the majority of the summer trying to get rid of his feelings towards her. She, after all, did not reciprocate them; he found no point in trying anymore.

"We're going out again tonight. I'll send an owl to Moony and Wormtail. I'll prove to you that I'm over Evans." James walked swiftly over to the desk across the room, covered in letters from his friends (apart from Sirius) that he usually forgets to reply to, unless if it's Moony or Wormtail (sometimes). He quickly scribbled out a note, knowing the two Marauders would be together. Opening the cage to his owl, he gave her the note and opened his bedroom window. He barely heard Sirius remark "Isn't that what you've been trying to do all summer?"