Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

If you were to take a hike through the northern side of Scotland, you might happen to find a sign. This sign would most likely read: DANGER – KEEP OUT – ALL TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED. This would mean that you're, what's most commonly referred to as, a Muggle (a non-magical being). If you didn't see the sign and instead saw a great, big castle – congratulations, you're not an ordinary human – you're a wizard, but you already knew that, didn't you?

Now, if you were revealed to be indeed a witch or a wizard, and decided to take a stroll up to the castle in which you had (or are going to have, all you young delinquents out there) your magical education, you might peep through the window to the Great Hall and expect to see a grand feast taking place. A grand feast is taking place, never you worry, but not with the excited chatter you'd expect to hear on the first day back at school. Instead, it is a different kind of chit-chat; desperate and worried. This is because one of the students has just been announced to have been kidnapped by none other than the world's darkest and most dangerous wizard; Lord Voldemort.

*Cue the dramatic music*

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"What do you mean Potter has been kidnapped?" Lily Evans, a very pretty seventh-year girl, asked, "He's Potter, for Merlin's sake, he's probably pulling an elaborate prank on all of us right now and is just waiting for exactly the right moment to wreak havoc."

"Lily," Marlene McKinnon, her best friend, said gently, "Don't you think Dumbledore would wait to tell us until he's absolutely sure that's what's happened?"

"I suppose so." she sighed.

"Besides, Sirius and Remus never saw him get on the Hogwarts Express and his father is an Auror - of course You-Know-Who would want him dead."

Lily's emerald eyes widened, "Dead? You don't think he's -? No, surely not."

Marlene shrugged sadly, "For all we know, he could be."

"Attention, attention," Dumbledore called out from the head of the staff table, "I understand that this is a bit of a shock but please remain as calm as possible. We have the best Aurors working on the case and they are confident that Voldemort has not killed him, at this stage. While he is alive, there is hope. Obviously, we ask that you're not alone when walking around the castle and all further Hogsmeades trips will be cancelled until we can put this to rest."

There were murmurs throughout the Hall.

"At this stage?" Lily whispered.

Marlene put her hand on Lily's, "It's better than nothing."

"Prefects, please lead your houses to their respective dormitories." Dumbledore ordered.

"I guess that's me." Lily smiled weakly.

She rose from her seat and found Remus Lupin, another Gryffindor Prefect and one of James' best friends.

Lily hugged him, "I'm so sorry, Remus."

He pulled away after a few seconds and nearly smiled, "You know what the strange thing is? I was only talking to him last night and he was so happy. He had just got the letter that he was Head Boy. He thought it was a mistake. I could tell, though, that he was pleased."

"Potter – I mean, James got Head Boy? How on earth did that happen?" Lily said, trying to crack a feeble joke.

"Who knows? He was just happy because he knew he'd get to spend more time with you since you're Head Girl, and all."

Lily felt guilty – how could she have been so harsh to James? He wasn't that bad of a bloke, really. And he did seem to genuinely care about her …

Lily shook her head and tried to focus. She had a job to do.

"First years!" She yelled, "The Gryffindor Tower is this way!"

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That night, Lily got hardly any sleep. All she could think about was James and his beautiful hazel eyes and how she might never see them again. She didn't think she could bear it.

"C'mon, Lily." She pictured James saying, "Go out with me?"

She felt like slapping herself - wasn't she supposed to hate him?

"Please, Evans – you know you love me really."

Okay, Lily was starting to feel like she was going insane. Something had to be done, but what?

"Where's your Gryffindor courage, Evans? Aren't you the one always calling me a coward?"

There was only one thing for it.

"FINE!" Lily exclaimed, "I'll do it!"

"Do what?" asked Alice sleepily, one of her dorm mates.

Lily was mildly embarrassed, "Oh nothing – I was just sleep talking."

"Mmkayimgoingbacktosleepthen." came Alice's muffled reply.

Lily turned her pillow to face the other side of the bed. She was going to save James Potter. The question was; where did she start?

A/N – Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. As you can see, I'm putting a slightly different twist on how Lily and James fell in love. Please bear with me. I have exciting plans for this story. Next chapter should be up soon.