Author's Notes 1: I do not own the Harry Potter verse and/or world, nor do I own Twilight. I do not have any connections with JK Rowling or Stephenie Meyer either. This fiction is based off of a myspace role play storyline that I have going on with a friend of mine. While there are other characters mentioned in this fanfiction, the main focus should be on Lily Luna Potter and E.J. Cullen.

Author's Notes 2: I know EJ was never born, for Renesmee was born in his place. (that always pissed me off btw lol.) But, I decided to make E.J. alive and kicking, and so he is in this storyline. Eventually EJ and Lily will meet and fall in love etc., etc. The Potter's meet the Cullen's and that fiasco. It is going to get very intense and involved, and I hope you all enjoy it.

Author's Notes 3: I had this story posted once before, but a very nasty review made me take it down. Why am I putting it up then? Because Lily asked me to, and I can't say no to her. So please, if you are going to review, be critical but kind. Do not just bash for the sake of bashing. Tell me the strengths, and if you find something that doesn't make sense, please offer advice on how I can fix it It is going to take me a long time to finish this story as I have Milk and Honey to work on as well as my novels. Now, on to the story

Chapter One: Desires

You would think that being the daughter to the Boy Who Lived was all fun and games wouldn't you? Well, no, unfortunately, it wasn't. You see, Harry never married Ginny Weasley. Instead, he married a woman named Brianne Riddle. Yes, that's correct…Brianne Riddle. Brianne is Lily's mother. Lily comes from a family that is both loved and hated in the wizarding world.

It was especially hard for Lily to make any friends at Hogwarts. Not to mention she had some special powers that she had trouble controlling. She wore these special gloves to keep them under control. If not, well, you didn't want to be in her way when she was angry.

So Lily sat up in her room. It was dressed up in Slytherin colors. It was just as well that she didn't get sorted into Gryffindor like her dad. She probably would have gone insane. Everyone would have wanted to be friends with her. The fact that she was in Slytherin deterred them from going near her. Rumors flew around school about Lily being related to the world's most dangerous dark wizard, Lord Voldemort. Lily neither confirmed, nor denied these rumors. She simply let people think what they wanted to.

Summertime was always very quiet for Lily. She didn't particularly enjoy being home with her parents, who often fought. Harry was always out trying to convince the Ministry of Magic that the Riddles were up to no good. Even after Voldemort's downfall, Harry still kept a close watch on the Death Eaters. While Voldemort did not die, he was still very weak. As Head Auror, it was Harry's objective to catch any of the Death Eaters that had escaped Azkaban, and were starting trouble.

This drove Brianne insane. That was mostly due to the fact that she was one of those Death Eaters, as was her daughter, Lily. Lily was seen as Lord Voldemort's gem, and he often called upon her for assignments and missions. Lily didn't mind it at first, but Lord Voldemort was calling upon her for too much lately. It was starting to make her uneasy. She didn't want to follow down the same path as Bellatrix LeStrange and Lucius Malfoy. Look where they ended up…dead and in Azkaban.

It was a cold, dark night in the Potter house. Lily was sitting in her room, reading one of her summer books. She attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and her Charms Professor assigned her to read an advanced charmed book. Seeing as how Lily's father was Harry Potter, people expected great things from her. She was one of the most loved and hated students in Hogwarts. She excelled in pretty much everything. She made Seeker for the Slytherin Quidditch team. Only one girl truly hated her, and that was Daisy Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy's daughter.

Lily sat up on her green and black bed reading her Charms book. Her window was open, and it let a nice cool breeze blow into the room. She looked up from her book as her digital watched beeped the time. 11 pm already? Had she really been reading for four hours straight? Lily put down her book and bookmarked where she left off. She was just starting to read about jinxes. Standing up, she yawned and stretched, and as she did so, she nearly fell over back onto her bed. Blinking several times, she looked at a picture of her and her two other siblings, Joseph, Aiden. She smiled as the people in the picture waved to her. Naturally, she waved back. Lily jumped at the sound of a vase breaking downstairs.

"DAMN IT HARRY," Brianne shouted at him as he walked in several hours later then he had said he would. "I'M SICK OF THIS!"

"But Brianne," Harry said calmly. "You know it's my job to watch the Death Eaters. We had a report come in saying there was a suspicious person in Diagon Alley. Did you expect that I was going to let this one slide? I had to stay Brianne. I'm Head Auror."

"You're only Head Auror because you weakened my father. You're only Head Auror because nobody else wanted the job," Brianne spat in his face.

She was in black lingerie and pacing back and forth furiously downstairs in the living room. Harry sat down calmly on his custom designed leather chair. Brianne brushed a piece of her dirty blond hair out of her face, and folded her arms across her chest. She had finally stopped pacing, and was now glaring at Harry.

"Then what do you propose I do Bree," Harry argued. "Quit my job?"

"That would be nice," Bree agreed as she finally sat down on the sofa.

"Bree, you know I can't just quit," Harry said defensively.

"I hardly ever get to see you. It's not easy raising the kids alone."

"But you aren't alone Bree. You have me."

"No, Harry, I really don't have you. You would rather spend time finding and capturing Death Eaters, then be with your own family."

"That's not true."

"When was the last time we had dinner together?"

"Um, well, um," Harry stuttered as he tried to remember exactly how long it had been.

"See? You're never around."

"Then what do you propose we do Brianne? I can't just quit work. How else are we going to pay the bills?"

"I know Harry. I just miss you," Bree said as her face fell.

Bree sat on the edge of the couch and put her face in her hands. She didn't know what to do, but it killed her every time Harry went out the door to work. She never knew when he would come home. Better yet, she didn't know if he would come home. Brianne's dirty blond hair fell in front of her face as she thought about what to say next. Harry stood up, and walked across the wood floor, and knelt beside his wife.

Brianne looked up at Harry as she felt his hand on her shoulder. Her face was a bright red, and her eyes looked as if she were about to cry. Her heart pounded against her throat, and Bree felt as if she was going to choke on air. The words that were about to come out of her mouth burned in her throat.

"M-maybe we should get a divorce," she said slowly.

The world stopped. Harry nearly fell backwards at Bree's choice of words. They cut through him like a stake cuts a vampire. His green eyes looked up into brown ones as Harry pushed his glasses up on his face.

"Bree, please tell me you aren't serious," Harry begged her.

"Harry, how can you call me your wife when you never see me? It isn't fair to me or to the kids."

"I promise I'll change. I'll quit work if you really want me to. Just please, don't leave me."

"I'm sorry Harry," Brianne said as she looked away from him.

Tears fell from Brianne's eyes as she said these words to him. It was the most she had spoken to him on over a month, and though they sent owls to each other, it wasn't enough. Brianne looked up when she heard one of the stairs creek. Lily had heard the whole thing. Tears fell down Lily's cheeks as well as she ran up the stairs and into her room. Lily slammed her door shut, and plopped onto her bed. She hugged her pillow tightly, and sobbed into it.

Bree had followed Lily up to her room, and knocked on her door. On the outside of Lily's door, she had the Slytherin and Gryffindor crests hanging on it.

"GO AWAY," Lily shouted at whoever was on the other side of the door.

Brianne let herself into Lily's room. Bree smiled when she saw the Slytherin house colors in it. It was obvious that Lily had house pride. She was definitely Brianne's daughter.

"Lily, sweetie," Brianne said as she sat down on Lily's bed. Brianne placed a gentle hand on her daughter's back.

"I don't want to talk about it," Lily sobbed. Her pillow was starting to get soaking wet from her tears.

"Lily," Bree began again. "I don't want to leave your father, but I have no choice. He told me a year ago he would change, and it hasn't happened yet," Bree explained.

Rubbing her eyes, Lily sat up on her bed to look at her mother. Lily's eyes were water-filled, and her cheeks had tearstains on them. Another breeze blew into her room, blowing her and her mother's hair back behind their faces.

"Can't you just give him a little more time mom," Lily begged.

"I'm sorry sweetie; I gave him as much time as I could. I know this is going to be hard, but, I miss your father so much when he's away it hurts. I don't want to be in pain anymore."

Sighing, Lily picked up the picture of her and her brothers. She wondered how they were going to take the news. Aiden had gotten a summer job at Madam Malkin's Robe Shop, so he was rarely ever home. Joe was usually off with some girl doing god knows what. He would be walking in momentarily.

"When is dad leaving," Lily finally asked through sniffs.

"He will be leaving tomorrow. He's packing up his things now."

"Oh," Lily said as her face fell again.

"You can go and talk to him if you'd like."

As Brianne said that, Harry knocked on Lily's door. He had packed up most of his things already. He didn't have much, seeing as how they inherited the house from Lord Voldemort. Well, Brianne inherited the house, and about 95% of the things in it were hers. Lily and Brianne looked up, and Brianne kissed her daughter on the cheek and walked out of the room. Harry barely looked at Brianne, as he was upset that she was kicking her out.

"How are you doing princess," Harry asked Lily as he sat down on her bed.

"Do you really have to ask dad? You blew it," Lily said flatly.

"I know I did Lil," he said with a sigh. "It wasn't intentional, I hope you know that."

"That what you want me to think. If it wasn't intentional, then, why were you never home? You missed the father/daughter dance at school. Do you know how much that hurt," she asked him.

"I know princess. You're mother told me about that one. I'm really sorry sweetie."

"You can apologize until the cows come home dad. You messed up big time."

Harry sighed again and hugged his daughter. When he hugged her however, Lily's sleeve to her pajamas fell down, and revealed the Dark Mark. Harry's eyes widened in shock and anger.

"When did you get this," Harry practically shouted at her.

"Last week," she said as if it meant nothing. "Grandpa had me doing some things for him, and you know you don't say no to him unless you have a death wish," she added in monotone.

Harry stood up angrily and began to pace back and forth. His only daughter, a Death Eater. Lily watched her father with a smug look on her face. She knew that got to him, and to be honest, she was glad. It was time he was dished back some of the pain he had dealt out. Harry was too speechless to even say anything.

"You know this wouldn't have happened if you were home dad. You could have stopped grandpa, but no, you were too busy looking in the wrong places," Lily stated as a matter of factly.

"You know I'm going to have to have a little chat with him about this," Harry practically growled at her.

"You will do no such thing. Grandpa will kill you. Mom has been talking to him about your absence."

"I suppose he was the one who convinced her to divorce me then?"

"No, actually, I think she came up with that decision on her own. She's one of us too dad."

"She is?"

"Yes, she is. Now what are you going to do about it?"

"Nothing," Harry mumbled. "I'm going to do nothing."

"So you're not going to throw either of us into Azkaban?"

"No, I'm not. I love you both way too much to do such a horrible thing. I blame myself for this," Harry said as he walked out of Lily's room.

As Harry left, he closed the door behind him. As he walked down the hallway, the Gryffindor crest on the outside of Lily's door fell off. Harry headed into his and Brianne's room, and closed the door behind them.

The room was a very large master bedroom. It had its own bathroom and a gigantic walk in closet. The walls were painted white, and the boarders had a pretty floral design around them. The bed was a king size bed with white sheets and a white quilt. On either side of the bed were nightstands that both had a light on top of it. The nightstands were solid oak wood, and the lamp bases were black with white shades. Even the curtains that hung over the windows were white.

Brianne had already been in bed reading a book. It was another book on spells. She had to always be prepared considering how high up in Voldemort's inner circle she actually was. Harry walked got out his pajamas, and got ready for bed too. He climbed in bed, not saying a word to Brianne. He noticed something that he didn't notice before. She looked a little bit bigger then he remembered. Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him. He got under the covers, and looked up at the ceiling as he placed his arms behind his head.

"Lily told me you two are Death Eaters," Harry said softly.

"She would be correct," Brianne confirmed as she continued to read her book. She was obviously more interested in the book then Harry.

Harry cringed as Brianne confirmed that she was in fact a Death Eater. He supposed it would have happened eventually, but he hoped that he would have been dead when it happened.

"I guess I should have seen that coming," he said quietly. "It hurts to know that you hate what I am so much that you decided to become the thing that I'm hunting for. Why did you do it Bree? Why did you become a Death Eater?"

This got Brianne's attention. She folded the top corner of the page she left off on, and placed her book down gently. She turned on her side to look at Harry and shook her head slowly.

"I'm Lord Voldemort's daughter Harry," she reminded him. "Did you really think that I was going to get off easy if I declined the offer? I couldn't say no to daddy."

"Riiight," Harry said as he rolled his eyes. "I'm sure it was difficult to say no to him," he said sarcastically.

Bree's face turned a bright red crimson color at his choice of words. She tossed her book on the floor, and glared at him. She picked up her wand that was on her night table.

"HOW DARE YOU," she shouted as she pointed it at him. "You know just as well as I do how powerful he really is. It's your own bloody fault for not finishing him off when you had the chance. He's my father Harry whether you like it or not!"

Brianne finally put her wand down as she slowly calmed herself. She didn't feel like tearing her room apart. Harry sighed and played with Bree's hair.

"I'm sorry Brianne," Harry apologized. "You have no idea how sorry I am."

"I'm so sick and tired of hearing that you're sorry Harry. It's lost its meaning."

"How can I make it up to you?"

Bree shook her head at his last question. He couldn't make it up to her, and least, she doubted he could. She spent too many nights crying over him.

"It's too late for that Harry," she said sadly.

Harry caressed Brianne's cheek softly and looked into her hazel colored eyes. He missed her, and loved her to no end. He didn't want their marriage to end, but he had done more damage than he expected it looked like. He wanted Bree to stop hurting, and if him leaving would do it, then he would leave.

"I know you probably won't believe me when I tell you this Bree, but, I love you, and will always love you."

"Believe it or not Harry, I do believe you. I just hate being married to you and you not coming home."

"I know Bree, and I promise I will do better."

"It's easier said than done Harry. You've used those lines on me before."

"I know I have. And I regret not following through. I just can't believe I'm losing you."

"How do you think I feel Harry? This is just as hard for me, but I'm doing it for the kids. Did you know I was pregnant?"

Harry's eyes widened once again in shock and astonishment. Brianne was pregnant? This was a bit too much for him to handle in one night.

"You're pregnant? Since when? Who's the father," Harry asked a billion and one questions.

"Yes, I'm pregnant, and you're the father silly goose. Did you really think I would cheat on you?"

"You could have and I wouldn't have known."

"Why would I cheat on the man I love?"

"If you love me, then why are you leaving me?"

"I'm leaving you because I love you so much that it hurts too much to be without you. I don't want to leave you, especially with the baby on the way, but I have to."

"There is no changing your mind, is there," he asked her solemnly.

"No, I'm afraid there isn't."

"Then, tomorrow morning I will move out. Will you at least tell me when the baby is born so I can see it," he asked her.

"Of course."

"How long have you been pregnant?"

"The last three weeks."

"Did you ever think of telling me in a letter when you first found out?"

"Things like this should not be written in a letter. You know they're intercepted Harry. I didn't want the world knowing just yet."

"Are you that ashamed?"

"I'm not ashamed at all Harry. I'm quite proud of this baby. She is going to be strong like her sister."

"You know it's going to be a girl already?"

"No, but, I can feel it."

"I see."

"Well, we should get some rest. Tomorrow's going to be a long day," Brianne said as she rolled over on her other side.

She put her wand back on her night table, and turned out her light. She unset her alarm seeing as how the next day would be Saturday. Harry also rolled over onto his side and turned out his light as well. He took off his glasses, and snuggled under the covers.

"Good night Brianne," Harry mumbled.

"Good night Harry."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

After those last few words, they both fell sound asleep. Brianne had a pretty peaceful sleep, but unfortunately Harry did not. He had one of his famous nightmares. It was about Brianne not letting him see the new baby. He had taken off of work to come to the delivery of the baby, but the doctors wouldn't let him in. Lord Voldemort was in it, and he had been the one to order the doctors to keep Harry away. Of course no one challenged the Dark Lord unless they wanted to be killed.

The dream had Harry tossing and turning all night, though he refused to wake up. He couldn't bare to see the look on Brianne's face if he did so. She would probably tell him he was crazy or something like that. Maybe he was crazy, but the very thought of the one he loved being a Death Eater didn't settle easily with him.