Summary: This is a story of not realizing what you have, until it's gone… Lily grew up with James, and there was a time before she hated him that she considered him, her best friend. Once a close friend betrays Lily her world falls apart. She must then choose to make things happen or simply let her future unfold.

Disclaimer: This world belongs to J.K. Rowling, I am just playing around with characters and ideas already created.

A/N: I have revised every chapter to make it in 3rd person, and made a lot of changes, however, I don't have a beta, so if you see something and you think, mplsveela, what were you thinking? Feel free to tell me so in a comment. ;)


Chapter 1: Prologue: Start of Something New

It was by way of pure chance that the Evan family would move and come to inhabit a dominantly wizard community. The Potter's only son was just 4, as was the Evan's youngest girl when they came to be part of each other's lives.

The Evan's thought nothing of the coldness of the other neighbors with the overwhelming love and warmth that radiated from their new friends down the way. From the very first time these families made acquaintance it was clear they would be seeing each other often.

"She's pretty," said the young boy confidently, gleaming at the young girl peaking out opposite him. His parents were standing behind him with distracted smiles on their faces as they tried to keep the boy standing still.

Mrs. Evans just smiled, letting kindness fill up her features before she nudged her own young girl front of her to face the new boy. Young Lily had been hiding behind her and just peeking out from her legs that she so desperately clung too.

"This is Lily," Debra, Lily's mother proclaimed to the new boy, pushing her forward with both hands on her daughters small back. Lily however was pushing back against her with as much force as she was being pushed forward. This boy looked dirty and his hair looked like he had never combed it before in his life. The girl made no effort to hide her disgust, but even so the boy continued to gleam at his new friend.

"I'm James!" he squeaked and at last broke free of his parents' hold on him. He grabbed onto her hand with his sticky fingers and pulled her to the swing set placed on the side of the Evans house. That day which was the result of pure chance, would unknowingly be the beginning of both families' lives.

James did not attend elementary school like Lily, and he was instead home schooled. This left Lily as his only friend he had his own age. And despite her efforts, Lily couldn't budge his parents on letting James come to school with her. As their friendship grew over time, so did their parents friendships, a rarity among wizard families. The Evans didn't know it at the time, but they had become the stepping-stone in making one of the oldest pureblood families officially 'blood traitors'.

One night several years later, the summer before Lily would begin 6th grade, James was yet again spending a night at the Evan's house while his parents were away.

"Lily?" James asked, seeking his friend's attention. He was lying in his trundle bed on his back with his head turned toward hers. Mrs. Evan's had eventually just bought a trundle to keep in her youngest daughter's room since James stayed over so often.

"Ya?" a sleepy Lily replied, annoyed.

"You'll be my best friend no matter what, right?"

This got her attention; she sat up and looked around the low-lit room for something missing or broken. Her eyes lingered particularly long on a flawless china doll collection; if so much as a hair was out of place James Potter would regret it.

"Jeez! I didn't break anything Lily!" James said surprised, rolling his eyes when he saw her eyes narrow at him.

Lily then relaxed back into her pillow then, fanning out her long red hair "Well of course then. Best friends forever right? You know that."

"Even if I have to move away and I will only live here during the summer?" he spat out, very quickly.

'Life without James?' Lily thought to herself. She slowly nodded with a look of concern on her face, but James was obviously pleased with the response and grinned at her before rolling over to his side to sleep. They always took what each other said for truth, no further explanation was ever needed. Sometimes even just a look could do the talking.

The next day, when James was back at home, Lily thought about what he said. She asked Mrs. Evans and she said he was finally going to start going to school, but it was private and he would be living there. This news upset Lily. She always thought that if he ever decided to start going to school he would go to hers and then they could have the same friends. She knew the Potters had good jobs, even if she wasn't exactly clear as to what it was they did, but they certainly could afford to send James to get the best education possible. With a pang of jealousy she let her mind go over all the new friends he would make. Sure she made friends at her school, but she came home everyday. James would forget her.

With all this in mind, she decided to make James a friendship bracelet. It took her all day and Lily felt very satisfied with the outcome. Her friends from school always made them for each other. And although she had never really seen a boy wear one, she didn't think James would know about the trend anyways. She dug through her fossil thread collection and found the manliest color combination she could, maroon and gold.

Once finished, the red head skipped her way unknowingly down the wizard inhabited street to the Potters to hand deliver her gift.

"James, Lily is here!" Jaci Potter yelled up the stairs.

A door opened somewhere upstairs with a quick creak, and James appeared bounding down the stairs.

"I have a present for you," Lily said, proudly and full of excitement. "Hold out your wrist and close your eyes."

"Hold out my wrist? You didn't get me jewelry, did you? I'm a BOY remember?" he groaned, rolling his eyes.

"Fine. I guess I'll just keep this then," she said, dangling the bracelet out eye level before him.

James eyes widened as he smiled and snatched it from her waving hand.

"You made this Lily? What for?" he was now handing it back to her and holding out his wrist.

"I thought you didn't want any jewelry, you're a BOY, remember?" She teased him holding the bracelet behind her back now.

"Well I didn't know you made it, and those are my favorite colors!" he said reaching around and effortlessly grabbing the bracelet from her. Keep away games were impossible with James so Lily didn't bother trying very hard.

She proceeded to put it on her best friend's wrist and explained, "This is a friendship bracelet, you make them for your best friends, and I made myself one too in the same colors. So now even when you are away you will remember me!" and she held out her wrist so he could see she already had one on. That seemed to make him happy.

"Maroon and gold look good on you Lils," he said, quietly and a bit sad.

"Well if you already made one for yourself then I don't even have to get you anything," he added, recovering quickly.

"Well you wouldn't get anything for me anyways, would you? It's a going away present, and I'm not going anywhere," she paused after she finished and then seemed to find something very interesting about her lime green shoe laces.

"I'm sorry Lily; I wish I could bring you with me." James said it with sincerity, trying to convey that he would truly miss his one companion.

The next week found James sneaking around the side of his home, away from any windows his parents would be near. If what his mum said was true, today was bound to be the best day of his life, of his entire existence! But he had to be sure; he had to have proof.

As discretely as he could, he climbed onto his junior model broomstick and flew over to the Evans through the woods so not to be seen. It wasn't that he was afraid of being spotted by muggles, the Evans were only one of two non-magical families in the entire town. But if his parents caught him, he could surely kiss his new broomstick goodbye.

The Evan's kitchen door was unlocked, as it usually was, and he crept into the kitchen breathing a sigh of relief when he found it unoccupied. After a scan, his eyes found the proof he was so desperately seeking. A small envelope lay upon their kitchen counter, with the same slanted scrawl that he had seen on his own mail this morning. He glanced back and saw an owl waiting on their wrought iron fence that he had failed to notice before.

Gingerly he picked up the envelope to examine it. It was definitely the same penmanship in which his letter had been addressed in. But the envelope felt as though it carried different contents. He furrowed his brow in confusion, why would Hogwarts send Lily a different letter than the one he received.

As he mulled over the possibilities while at the same time fighting the urge to simply open her letter, her heard the distinct creaking of the 4th stair. He quickly threw the letter out of his hand and dashed out of the kitchen and just made it out the door the same time Petunia, Lily's older sister was entering.

He didn't dare ride his broomstick home with Petunia aware of his minor break in. When safely back at home he laid on the sofa for over an hour trying to remember times when Lily had shown magic. How had it slipped his notice?

Meanwhile, back at the Evan's, a sobbing 11 year old Lily was refusing to listen to her Mother.

"I don't want to be sent away, I promise I'll never do it again Mummy. I promise!" she sobbed, letting tears dampen the front of her skirt.

"Now quit this Lily. No one is sending you away; you're simply going to school with other children who are special just like you. Now pull yourself together," she added as Lily let out another loud sob.

"A school for other kids who make a lot of things happen by accident Mum? Because that's what they were! I never meant for Petunias hair to … contract." Lily had in fact made Petunias' hair go back into her hair, like reversed growth in the midst of a squabble.

Mrs. Evan's decided to pointedly ignore Lily's protests, and hoped that the arrival of the promised help would sort her out. The letter explained a family nearby would becoming over at 11 am to explain Lily's … accidents. She had no hope of explaining to her youngest daughter she wasn't in trouble, when she herself hadn't any idea what was going on either.

At 10:50 the entire Evan's family sat down in the lounge to wait for neighbor that would help clear the air a bit. They had barely sat down when the doorbell rang and the most unexpected people greeted them.

Debra let out a cry of delight and threw her arms around Jaci. Harold Potter grinned at the pair, and James scurried past them into the lounge to find Lily at last.

"You're the ones who are going to help our Lily?" Debra asked, dumbfounded.

"You could say that," Jaci smiled.

James found Lily to be crying in the center of the couch and was unsure of how to approach her. This was supposed to be the best moment of his life, and he had not stopped to think Lily would be upset. Who would be upset about possessing magic?

He grinned and approached her like he normally would, then stooped down and grabbed by the shoulders and shook her lightly.

"C'mon Lils, this is great news! You're a witch!" he exclaimed.

Lily's head jerked up at the last word and at the same time James leapt back with a yelp.

"You burned me!" he exclaimed with a finger pointing at her accusingly.

"And I'll do it again James Potter!" she screamed before stomping over to her sister looking for comfort. Lily received no such thing however. Petunia promptly stood from her seat so that her sister would have no chance of touching her.

"Come to burn me too, freak?" Petunia shouted.

To an outsider the look on Lily's face would probably read like her entire world was over. And that is exactly how Lily felt. Wasn't her world over?

She stood rejected by a fuming Petunia and looked to her parents, then to James' parents. "Will someone please explain?"

To everyone's surprise, Mr. Potter was the first to respond to Lily's desperate plea. He walked forward and swung her onto his lap, and filled her in on what she needed to know about the wizarding world, while everyone else listened in.

"And everything else you want to know, I can help you with!" James added excitedly. He had literally been hanging on his fathers every word, and had practically ended up in his fathers lap as well.

"Good idea!" Mrs. Evans chimed in for the first time since Harold had begun his speech. "How about we pitch the tent in back for you two? I'm sure your just bursting with information for Lily," she finished. Her intention was in fact to get the kids out of the house, so she could have a more private discussion with the Potters about the wizarding world.

"No way!" James said, "We can finally use my tent!"

So the Evan's accepted that there was an entirely different world living within their world. And James took it as his sole responsibility to introduce his best friend to his world, which he had been dying to tell her since they were 6.

Lily felt overloaded, but suddenly everything made sense, like all these little gaps in her life were filled. Best of all, her and James wouldn't be separated at all. From her understanding, they had 7 more years of an even stronger friendship to look forward to.


A/N: So that is the newly re-written prologue to my story. I think it's better, so if you're a first time reader, lucky you. And if your re-reading this, I hope you enjoyed it! The next chapter will still jump to year 3, and was written before D.H. so Snape will not be living down the street, incase you were wondering why I would do something so odd.

Enjoy! – Your very own MplsVeela.