Ok, here it is, the next story in the series. I skipped a couple of years because I think it would have bored all of you to death. I really wouldn't have done this year, but there is some important facts you need to know before I write the last two years.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognize from the actual books. Everything else is mine though. (ex. main characters, plot)

Chapter 1

15-year-old Lily Potter opened her eyes. She let out a huge yawn as she pulled back her bed covers and went to her bathroom to take a shower. While she was in the shower, she thought about her new year at Hogwarts, which was her fifth. Lots of things had happened. Her parents had a baby during her third year. Little Isaiah Potter was now almost two years old. Her cousin, Katherine, had come to Hogwarts two years ago. This was also the year that the prefects were to be chosen. Lily was so excited. She was hoping that she would be the Gryffindor prefect. Lily stepped out of the shower and dried off. She looked over to her dresser where there sat a tiny picture of Ian, her boyfriend. Lily had missed him over the summer. He and his family had gone to Italy for a vacation. Lily quickly got dress into some brown corduroy pants and a light blue tank top. She then strolled down the stairs and into the kitchen for breakfast. Her parents were already there, her dad reading the Daily Prophet, and her mom feeding Isaiah.

"Good morning, sweetheart." her dad said over his newspaper.

"Morning, dad, mum." she yawned back. She went up to her little brother. He had inherited the Potter eyes and her mother's brown hair, but it went everywhere like her dad's. "Hey, buddy! How are you doing?"

" 'ily!" he shouted, throwing some of his oatmeal on her shirt. Lily smiled, very used to this by now.

"Isaiah! Why must you do this to everyone?" Lily's mother said exasperated, pulling out her wand. "Scorgify!" The oatmeal immediately vanished.

"Thanks, mum." Lily replied, walking over to the cabinets to get a skillet out.

"I'm sorry, Lily. I thought I had broken him of this." Hermione said, taking Isaiah's bowl away to wash. Lily took some bacon out of the freezer and placed it on the hot skillet. The bacon sizzled and Lily turned to her dad.

"Do I have any letter today?" she asked. Her dad gave her an teasing look.

"I think you do." he said. He handed her a thick bundle. Lily snatched it up and opened it quickly.

"Dear Lily,

I am now in Rome, the second city of love. I miss you exceedingly and I wish you were here with us. I can't wait to see you in two weeks."

It then went on about the things he had seen and the things he had done. Finally at the end, it read:

"I'm sorry that I missed your birthday, but I hope this will cheer you up a little. See you in a little bit.

Love,

Ian"

Lily opened the package more and a little box fell out. Lily opened it and inside was a silver locket shaped like a heart.

"Oh, Ian!" Lily squealed. Harry looked up from his paper at his daughter's squeal.

"What did his letter say this time?" he asked.

"He said he would be home in two weeks and that he misses me." Lily replied. "And he got me this necklace for my birthday."

"That's very kind of him." Harry said. "Turn around." Lily did as she was told and Harry clasped the locket around her neck.

"Thanks, dad." Lily ran upstairs to put her letter in a folder with all the rest of the letters. One the way up, she met her brother, James, who was still in his pajamas. He also had inherited his father's messy hair. It now stuck up in every direction. Lily giggled at him.

"Why are you so happy?" he asked, yawing. "Oh, wait. Did someone get a letter from you-know-who?"

"Maybe." Lily answered back still running up the stairs.

"When's he coming back?" James asked.

"In two weeks." Lily replied giddily. She ran into her room and dug out her folder. In it were ten more letters that she had received already that summer. It was then that Lily remembered that she had bacon cooking in the kitchen downstairs. She raced all the way to the kitchen where she found her father trying to smother the fire from the skillet. Lily tried to pry the bacon from the pan, but it was burnt to the bottom. Her dad waved his wand and the bacon flew out of the pan, but still burnt.

"Lily, what were you doing?" Harry asked her.

"Sorry, dad. I was so excited about getting a letter that I forgot about the bacon. I'll make sure I won't burn the next batch." Lily said, looking sheepish.

"There will be no next batch." Harry told her in a stern voice. "You'll eat these and I won't fix them." Lily let out a huff and sat down and buttered some toast. She took a bite of one of the bacon strips. It was crispy beyond belief. Lily grimaced. She promised herself that she would never again leave bacon to itself when cooking. Her dad threw something in front of her plate. Lily lifted it up.

"It's your Hogwarts letter." he dad told her. Lily ripped it open. It seemed as if it was heavier this year, but it was probably her imagination. She read the letter.

"Dear Ms. Potter,

Here is the list for the books and supplies that you will need for your fifth year."

It then listed about ten books and some miscellanies items. Lily scanned the letter for some other announcement, then when decided that it wasn't on this letter, she reached for the other part of the letter. As she opened it, a scarlet and gold badge fell out of it. Lily picked the badge up from the ground and studied it closely. It had a huge P that lay over the Gryffindor lion. Lily snatched up the letter and began to read.

"Dear Ms. Potter,

We are pleased to tell you that due to your excellent marks and behavior, you have achieved the prefect position in Gryffindor. Use this authority well. Do not abuse it. Congratulations.

Harry Potter, Headmaster of Hogwarts"

Lily sat in amazement for a while until her mom came up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Lily, are you ok?" she asked. Lily looked up at her mom and smiled.

"Mum, I got the prefect badge!" Lily exclaimed. "I'm a prefect!"

"Oh honey, that's wonderful!" Hermione said, hugging her daughter. "I'm so proud of you!"

"But, won't people think I'm only prefect my dad is the headmaster?" Lily asked.

"Oh, no, dear. Pro. Longbottom chose the prefects this year." Hermione assured her.

"Oh, so dad doesn't know?" Lily asked.

"Well, I don't know. He signed the letter, but it might have been his pen." Just then, Harry walked into the room.

"Dad, I got prefect!" Lily told him. He broke into a huge grin.

"That's wonderful!" he said, grabbing her into a hug and twirled her around like she was a little girl again. "When did you find out?"

"Just now!" Lily answered. "Well, I'm going to put it up in my room. Can we go to shop tomorrow?"

"Yea, sure." Harry answered. "Where's James?"

"I think he went up to his room after he got his letter." Hermione replied.

"I'll go check on him." Harry said. He walked up the stairs and stopped right outside of his son's door. He knocked. "James, are you in there? I want to talk to you." He went in without an answer. James was sitting on his bed, the letter in his hand, no badge.

"Oh, James, I'm really sorry." Harry told him, now knowing why he had escaped to his room. It had always seemed that he had been second best to Lily all these years and this award seemed to confirm it.

"I bet she got it, didn't she?" he said, miserably.

"Yes, she did, but that doesn't mean anything. It just means that now she has more to do. You'll have more time to play around." Harry said in a quiet voice. James looked up at his dad. Clearly this little joke had not cheered him up.

"It's just that, she's popular, smart, athletic, and all the boys are all over her." James said. "And what do I have? Just a famous sister and parents."

"It's not her fault that she's all those things. But you have some special qualities also." Harry said, trying to cheer him up.

"Alright, I won't be so snobbish to her just because she got prefect and I didn't." James said.

"Good. Now, we're going to get your school supplies tomorrow, so get to bed early tonight." Harry said, walking out the door. He sighed. At least he had handled that one well.

That night, Lily found it very hard to fall asleep. After two hours of tossing and turning, she finally drifted off to sleep. She dreamed that she was in a field, no, not dream. It felt so real. She felt funny in her stomach, like an extra load. She looked down and gapped at what she saw. She was pregnant. At least, that was how her mom had looked. And judging from the size of her bulge, she was about five months. She looked into her pocket mirror. She looked older, like she was an adult. Then, her body tugged her to a body-strewn field. Her mouth opened without her choice and one word came out of it.

"Ian!" She ran over to one particular body. It was bloodied all over and the face was almost unrecognizable, but through the blood, she spotted the blonde hair and the piercing blue eyes. It was Ian. He was struggling for breath.

"Oh, Ian. We have to get you to a hospital." she sobbed. He shook his head.

"No. It's too late. Just go." he muttered. Then he put a hand on her stomach.

"This baby can't live without you, Ian. Neither can I." Lily continued to sob and Ian's hand remained where it was.

"Keep this baby safe for me, ok?" he said. Then he looked up to the sky and he went limp. Lily flung her body over his.

"No! Ian. You can't be dead, you just can't!" She continued to cry. The picture started to turn fuzzy.

Lily sat up in bed and gasped loudly. Her body and sheets were soaked with cold sweat. She got up quickly and stood in front of her mirror. She wasn't pregnant and she was still fifteen. She sighed and went to washed her body off. She then sat down at her desk and got some paper out to write a note to Ian.

"Dear Ian,

Hey! I'm was so happy to get your letter today. Thank you for the locket, it was beautiful! I can't wait to see you in two weeks, but that will be one week before we go back to school. I too wish that I was with you. I would have loved to see all those sights. I have a surprise for you when you come home.

Love,

Lily"

Just as she had rolled up the letter and attached it to her owl, Lily's door opened. It was her mom.

"Mum, what are you doing?" she asked.

"Well, I went to check on your brother when on the way back, I noticed that your bedroom light was on." she explained.

"Oh, I just had a bad dream and decided to write Ian." Lily answered.

"Well, don't take too long, remember, we're getting up early to get school supplies tomorrow." Hermione reminded her daughter.

"I won't." Lily promised. She addressed the letter and sent it off with her owl, Jasmine. She got back into bed and lay there for two whole hours thinking about the dream before she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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Ok, so, what did you think? Is it off to a good start? If anyone has a story line, please send them to me. I would really appreciate it. Thanks:)