Hi everyone. I know that this idea has probably been used WAY too many times, but I am here to give it my best shot. This just came to me one morning so I wrote it down before I forgot. I hope that you like it as much as I do.

Oh, and if my math is a little off, I apologize.

Prologue

Lily Evans Potter opened her eyes wearily only to see nothing but a swirling blur of white and light brown around her. Even though she couldn't see, she knew that this was not her own bed or even her own house. If it was, then the walls would be a light blue color and her husband, James, would be lying in bed next to her. That much was obvious to Lily.

She turned her throbbing head and squinted through bleary eyes to her left, where her husband should have been lying, only to find that the bed ended. Was she back at Hogwarts? Had these last… well, if her suspicions were correct and this was a dream, it wouldn't really matter how many years had gone by or what they had done with them.

Except for Harry. Harry had to be real. She couldn't stand it if he wasn't.

Ignoring the blinding pain in her head as she attempted to sit up and move out of her bed, Lily began the slow process of swinging her legs over the side to find someone that could explain what was going on. Her feet had barely touched the ground when she heard a familiar voice.

"Lily! Lily, what are you doing?" called none other than Sirius Black as he rushed to her side

"Sirius," mumbled Lily in a voice that reminded her of Marlene's that time back in sixth year when they had gotten drunk for the first time, "What the bloody hell are you doing in our dormitory?"

She felt Sirius go stiff.

"What do you mean? Do you not remember?" he gasped quietly

"Remember what?" slurred Lily

"James, the wedding, the war, Voldemort, Harry? The last five years?" whispered Sirius

Realization dawned on Lily. It hadn't been a dream. But what had happened to her? Why was she here… Wherever "here" was, that is. But that didn't really matter, because she had a son and a husband and even a cat.

"No, no, I remember! James and I were married and you were the best man and Harry's god father and we moved to Godric's Hollow, and we just had Bathilda over for tea, and then we saw Dumbledore because of… Voldemort." She whispered, as she remembered why they had gone to see Dumbledore in the first place. Voldemort was hunting her son.

"Sirius," said Lily in a deadly serious voice, "where's Harry?"

"He's alright, Lily. It's a miracle, but he's alright. The healers should be finished looking him over soon." Said Sirius in a relieved voice

Lily felt just as relieved her slef. Now she knew her son was okay and where she was. But there was still one last thing.

"What about James?" she whispered, afraid of what the answer could be

"He- he didn't make it. Voldemort was too quick. I know it doesn't seem fair that you and Harry survived, but it'll be okay, okay?" said Sirius softly

But Lily was still confused. What did he mean? Had Voldemort actually found a way around the Fidelius Charm that they had so carefully placed? Unless… Wormy. Peter. Their friend. There was only one way to find out for sure.

"What happened?" she whispered

Sirius seemed to have realized that she put all of the pieces together.

"It was Peter. He was they spy. He told Voldemort and then he came last night. He got James, but you wouldn't let him get Harry. So he tried to kill you both. But he couldn't. he just couldn't and no one seems to know why, Lily." Said Sirius.

Though the story was shocking, Lily had more important things on her mind. Sirius had been the one that suggested Peter in the first place. They had both been spies! They had come up with the plan together that Peter would try and hand them over first and if that failed, Sirius would have a go at it!

"WHY YOU-" Lily began, but she was interrupted in her attempt to kill her late husband's ex best friend by the sound of the door banging open.

"Mrs. Potter, what on earth are you doing?" said a wise, gravely old voice

"Professor, he and Peter were working together! They persuaded us to…" began Lily once more, pointing at the general area where she imagined Sirius had run to in an attempt to get away from her

"Mrs. Potter, though your accusations seem plausible, I can assure you that under the influence of Veritaserum, Mr. Black has been cleared of all charges." Said Dumbledore in a calming voice

"It can be fooled…" she muttered

"And Mr. Pettigrew has already confessed to the crime." Explained Dumbledore

"How long have I been out, then?" wondered Lily aloud

"About two days." Said Sirius gravely

"And Harry?" she asked

"Should be here momentarily. Now, how is your eye sight?" asked Dumbledore

"It's getting better, sir." Said Lily as she sat down on the bed, the events of the past few days finally dawning on her

Sirius sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulders. He was just as upset over James' death as she was. They had practically been brothers.

"It'll be okay, Lily. It'll be okay." He whispered quietly, as she began to shed the first of many tears.

Well, thank you for reading the little introduction.

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