Disclaimer: I own none of these characters.

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He had found out. The moment I walked in the door, I heard shouts of 'traitor' and 'Snape'. The moment I was about to go back, as quietly as I could, Voldemort turned around. He hissed my name and for hours after that, the world was only a mix of curses and pain.

Eventually, they stopped and threw me into the dungeon of Riddle's father's mansion. Most people who went in there never saw daylight again.

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Now I was running for my life. I had just knocked out the Death Eater who had come to retrieve me, likely for another torture session, and grabbed his wand. 'If they think I'm going to just lie down like a dog and let them do what ever Riddle wants to do, they're stuffed.'

Every Death Eater would be waiting in whatever room I was supposed to be in, waiting maliciously for their next victim.

'Well, they'll be disappointed." I thought as I spotted an open window. I looked outside, it was ground level now. I jumped out and ran as fast as I could towards the outside of the line where I could apparate away.

Just as I was about to get over, I heard a shout and a red light encased me. A sudden, flashing pain erupted in my midsection. Light danced before my eyes. Suddenly, I felt the power of the wards lift.

I felt the familiar squeezing sensation as I apparated. 'The Ministry'. The Ministry's entrance was the last thing I saw as it flashed before me.

…Lily's POV…

Me and James were walking to work, still half-asleep, with Sirius. Being an auror was harder than we had both originally thought.

Suddenly, a man appeared almost right in front of us and collapsed.

"Mate." Sirius said. "I think that fella's hurt badly."

Me and James both rushed to his side. He was muttering a string of barely distinguishable words. Every so often, I'd catch the words 'Death Eaters', 'Kill' or 'Dumbledore'.

I gasped as I saw the blood flowing from his side. I looked over to his face, covered by black hair…no. It couldn't be.

"There he is!" A shout sounded behind me.

I felt a shield charm protecting me.

"James." He looked at me, reading my mind and nodded, putting his arms around the man's shoulders and lifted him up. I grabbed the legs, and held them, and with the help of James, started to get him into the lift.

"Sirius, Ministry!" Me and James yelled simultaneously, both worried about him.

I felt a rush of air and dog panting come closer and closer. I dialled in the number to the ministry at light speed, and hovered over the last number, waiting for Sirius to get in.

All of a sudden, a fur ball barrelled into James. I pressed the last button and let out a sigh of relief as the protective shields went up around the box as it descended to the Ministry.

Shouts and banging came from outside.

"That could've gone worse." James exclaimed.

"Let's see whose behind we just saved." Sirius mentioned, looking at the curtain of hair.

"Then we can do the procedure." I remarked. The procedure was much less important or time-consuming than it's name stated, or it could be more time-consuming, depending on whose left arm you were checking. In this case, a wizard who was out was going to be very quick.

I was pulled from my suspicions by James cautiously lifting the hair with his wand. As soon as the hair wasn't hiding the face anymore, he growled and ripped up the wizard's left sleeve. There it was, the Dark Mark.

All of a sudden, Snape stirred.

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Author's note: Constructive criticism is welcome. Have a good day! By the way, this will be one one my stories that I won't update as much until I've finished at least one of the other stories- it's a low priority.