Well here is my second chapter of Twisted Spells.

Which took me all day to write due to the fact that I've been spending time with my grandmother. This will be the last year that I get to enjoy her so I'm spending more and more time at my parents house to visit with her.

It's my first Harry Potter fic so be kind in your words or I might get discouraged.

I'd like to thank my buddy Cha who helps me plan out my chapters and catches my spelling mistakes. Your awesome.

Now here is the story.

By the time she and Neville found everything that she had mentioned before, her office looked like a tornado had hit it. Lily stood there with her wand, her philosopher's stone, her vials of pheonix tears and dragon's fire, with a look of utter dismay on her face.

What the hell had happened to her office? Everything was overturned! There were bottles and broken vials and papers everywhere. Her desk had been overturned, her chair was MIA. And the crystal ball that she had been using to check on her counterpart was...

"Neville."

"Yes ma'am?" Neville's muffled answered from somewhere across the room. Under the pile of papers and books littering her once clean floor, no doubt.

"Wha- Why is-" Lily frowned and looked around the mess before her finding it hard to put what she was thinking into words. "Where are you?" She finally asked and nearly died of a heart attack when something grabbed her ankle.

She screamed and looked down and promptly kicked what had grabbed her and was rewarded with a yelp as Neville's head popped up out of the thigh high papers and books and rubbed his sore hand. "That was uncalled for." He said in a dark tone that he had rarely taken with her since her return.

"Sorry. But you scared me."

Neville sighed and seemed to shrug off whatever he was feeling and stood up to his full height of six foot five. And towered over her for a moment as he brushed off his shoulders and then looked around her office for a second before saying. "Lily? What the devil has happened to your office?"

"I don't know Neville." Lily said with a soft sigh.

"You don't know. Really? Did you have another memory charm cast on you?" Neville asked in a worried tone as he looked down at her. No doubt he was thinking about what the dark lord Voldemort had done to her before he had perished.

He had cast a spell on her in his final moments that had erased most of her memories of being a witch, her time at Hogwarts, her friends, and her spells.

Leaving her as blank as a sheet of parchement before it was used.

She had disappeared after that battle, and had had every witch and wizard in christendom looking high and low for her before finding her living as a muggle. Neville had been one of the people that had found her. He and Ron and Luna had been kind enough to fill in some of the missing pieces for her. Reminding her of her life before the loss of her memory.

But no ammount of reminding seemed to help for very long. The memory charm that the dark lord had used had been so effective that she often times forgot how to function. But they had found a way around it, thank god. And that brought her back to the school to have her taught all over again so that she wouldn't be so defenseless.

Not that Lily was defenseless to begin with. What she lacked in magic she more than made up for with inventiveness. And when she couldn't think of anything she was damn good at walking up to a person and punching them across the face.

Neville had learned that the hard way during one of her dueling lessons.

He had just managed to disarm her and then asked her what she was going to do next and she had smiled at him and walked up to him and punched the hell out of him. Which went pretty far as an element of surprise since most wizards and witches relied heavily on their magic. And as long as they thought they had you- They tended to underestimate you. Which is probably why physical attacks were could and would never be thought of, much less adequately defended against.

Witches and wizards simply didn't know how to throw decent punches. Much less dodge them.

"Not to my knowledge." Lily said with another frown.

"Well, I hope that you know that I'm not cleaning this up."

"Forget about that Neville. Have you seen my crystal ball?"

"Sure. It was sitting on your-" He stopped talking as soon as he remembered that the place where her desk once had been, was now void of anything but broken vials, and books. "Desk..." Neville said with a heavy sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose and made a funny face and muttered, "Dammit."

"Never mind Neville. I suppose that I don't really need it for what I'm about to do." Neville lowered his hand a little bit and looked at her curiously.

"What are you talking about? What are you planning to do?" He asked as Lily walked over to one of the hooks hanging on the wall just inside the door and pulled her leather traveling pouch down from one of the hooks and put everything in it but her wand and handed it to him then deftly unfastened the top three buttons on her scarlet colored robe and pulled it off.

Then snatched her pouch from him and very calmly and nicely explained to him that she was about to use a spell that was forbidden and that it would cause her to change places with another version of herself.

To say that Neville didn't take it well would be an understatment. He went barreling out of her office shouting for Ron and Luna and Draco to all come quick and stop her.

Lily stood there in the doorway for all of two seconds before shrugging her shoulders and wading through the papers and books over to her cabinet and grabbed the Wizard cup since she would need it and a specific enchantment to get her to where Harry was so that she could take over for him for a little bit.

Harry ducked down behind one of the grave stones as a spell smashed into the angel shaped grave stone over head in a flash of vivid icy blue. Raining stone down on his head. This was by far the worst day of his life for several reason's.

One- Cedric was dead. Or maybe he was just hurt.

Harry wasn't completely sure. He hadn't had time to check on the older teen before he'd been dragged kicking and screaming by his hair over to the grave of Riddle's father where he'd been pinned down and his blood had been used along with bone fragments and a few other things- To resurrect the dark lord.

Two-The dark lord was back.

And three- Harry wasn't sure if he was going to make it out if the cemetery alive.

Another spell hit the grave stone above him and he used his arms to shield his head as more stone rained down on him. "Come out, come out, where ever you are Harry." Voldemort said in a child like voice.

"I'd rather not, if it's just the same to you-" Harry called as he crawled on the ground on his stomach towards Cedric and the Wizard cup. If he could just reach the Wizard cup, he could get back to the school and get help.

But he couldn't just leave Cedric. Not as long as he held out hope that the older boy may yet be alive. He got ten feet from Cedric and the Wizarding cup when he heard a voice in the back of his head.

Not Voldimorts voice but a girl's voice. Silvery, and sweet and warm. So different from the typical voices in his head.

It is most admirable of you to risk life and limb for the sake of another Harry, but in this instance it is also rather stupid-

Harry stopped moving, unsure of what else to do as the voice continued to speak.

Which is why I'm going to help you. In three seconds the graveyard will be alight with one of my spells...providing of course that I can recall how to do it right. No, never mind kiddo. I'll get it right for your sake.

Anyways, when the light shows up I want you to reach out and grab the item in front of you. And then I want you to hold on tight. The item in question is another port key and will transport you to a safe place.

Harry started to shake his head no but stopped and looked at Cedrics body. He couldn't leave him. He still didn't know if he-

The voice held a soft coaxing note when he next heard it.

Ah kiddo, don't you worry none about Cedric. I'll get him back to his family in perfect condition. You just enjoy your stay in the safe place that I mentioned and leave everything to me alright...

He supposed that he hadn't a choice. Not if he wanted to get away from this place alive.

Three seconds later the gloomy cemetery was awash in a brilliant blinding light and something fell to the ground in front of Harry with a muffled thud and a clang. He tried to shield his eyes and reached out and the next thing he knew his wrist was grasped by a small slender, delicate feeling hand and something warm and metal was slapped into his palm.

He opened one of his eyes and looked into a face that was strangely familiar to him.

Noted the dark green eyes, the long dark hair pulled back into a thick braid. But what really drove the idea of familiarity home for him was the faint reddish pink lightning mark revealed as the other person pushed their bangs back a little bit with their other hand.

He opened his mouth to say something but was drowned out by the other saying, "Away!"

A second later there was a popping sound. And Harry Potter found himself laying on his stomach among papers and books and an over turned half buried desk and chair in what looked like Dumbledores office back at Hogwarts.

Ron Weasely, Draco Malfory, and Luna trotted behind Neville towards Lily's office with thunderous looks on their faces. "What the devil do you mean she said she's going somewhere?" Ron growled at Neville's back.

"Just what I said, she said that she had to leave for a while and that she would be temporarily trading places with her counterpart."

"Counterpart? What counterpart?" Draco demanded in a low angry tone.

"Neville means that Lily has found out that she has a doppelganger." Luna supplied helpfully. All three young men stopped walking and turned to look at her like they'd like to sit her in a corner and lecture her or something.

"What is a doppelganger?" Draco and Ron asked in unison before quickly looking at each other and flushing to the roots of their hair. Dear god- It was happening again. They were on the same wave length.

Such an occurrance hadn't happened since the time they had traded bodies for a whole year. And that had been when they had still been students. Now here they were five years after graduation and they still shared the same thoughts on occasion.

It was embarrassing.

"A doppelganger is like an near exact mirror image of another person. Like twins. Or something. They come in all shapes, genders, sizes-"

"But what does that have to do with Lily and her wanting to leave the school?" Ron asked in a disgruntled tone. Luna blinked at him as if she couldn't wrap her mind around his question then said.

"Why Ron, a doppelganger is a sign of stregnth here in the wizarding world. It's also a weakness because the doppelganger was forged from the same soul of the person it looks like-"

Draco sighed and walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders and shook her, just a little. Nothing much. The action wasn't even violent. It was merely one born of frustration. "What does any of that have to do with Lily?" Luna opened her mouth to speak and Draco put his index finger agaqinst her lips for a second and said, "Please, Luna. The point of the matter."

Luna pushed his hand away and huffed. "Very well. My point is that when a doppelganger is hurt, or in trouble it's other self can feel it-" The three men looked at her with blank looks. Not really knowing what she was tying to spell out for them without saying. She made a frustrated sound and growled at the three, causing them to take several steps back as she said.

"If Lily can feel her doppelganger is in pain or trouble... What do you think would happen to her if it died?" The three looked at her blankly for a moment then blanched.

"Oh god-" Ron muttered looking shaken. Draco didn't say anything he turned and took off running for Lily's office, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Lily! By god if I come in there and your dead- I am going to be so pissed!"

Once Lily was sure that Harry was gone, she got to work under the blinding light of her spell she would be able to do several things before the spell wore off. One of the first things she did was walk up to Cedric's still body and check for a pulse.

There wasn't one but that could be easily fixed with some of the things that she had brought with her.

The phoenix tears could restart his heart and lung functions, but without a soul to bind to his flesh and keep it alive, he would just die again. Luckily for Cedric Lily had figured out a way to place a small sliver of her own soul with in another person and keep them alive.

Technically it made said person a horcrux. But unlike the dark lord standing fifty or so feet away, Lily had no ambitions what so ever to live forever. She could easily retract the sliver of her being once the body had grown another soul to suit its flesh and purpose.

She pulled out one of the vials of Fawk's tear and opened the dead boy's mouth and poured the contents into Cedrics mouth then held her hand up above his mouth and then pulled out her wand and pressed the tip of it against her chest, dead center over her heart and said the enchantment that would seperate and extract a small sliver of her soul.

Two seconds later the sliver was placed with in Cedric and the older boy came up off of the ground with a horrified scream as he grabbed her shoulders and leaned against her shaking and gasping for air. Tears slipped down his dirty cheeks.

Lily wrapped her arms around him and rubbed his back for a moment, wishing that she could spare more time to comfort him. He just seemed to be so shaken that she was more than a little reluctant to leave him for even a second.

But she had one more thing to do before she took them both back.

She pushed the disoriented older boy back and got to her feet and started walking towards the various shadows firing spells at her enchanment in an effort to disspell it. It wouldn't work. But she found it amusing that they were trying so hard.

Taking advantage of the dark lord and his death eaters confusion was easy since her spell had them so distracted that they had even forgotten all about Harry and fighting him. They were so intent now on getting rid of the blinding light. It made her wonder how such an disorginized group of people had managed to live for so long.

She walked up behind the dark lord as he lifted his wand to try his hand at dispelling her enchantment and grasped his wrist in her hand. He let out a loud howl that sent his death eaters into a frenzy of activity around them. Everyone was running and screaming, trying to reach him and see what was wrong with their lord.

They were all so pathetic.

Voldemort looked at her, his wide snake like eyes locking with her own as she smiled at him and pressed her index finger against his elbow and muttered a spell under her breath.

There was a sickening crack. And she grinned evilly as the bones in his arm shattered into pieces under the imapact of the spell that she had just used. His screaming intensified as his whole body jerked in her grasp and he tried to jerk his arm free.

But she wasn't done with him yet.

She twisted his broken arm and forced his wand around so that it was jabbed up under his chin, the tip drawing a small drop of scarlet against his milky skin. And smiled at him maliciously as she stepped up close to him. Her breasts almost touching his chest and lifted one of her boot clad feet and brought it down on the side of his leg, right where his knee was-

The dark lord went down screaming and crying like a baby.

Lily found it rather funny that for someone who thought himself so strong- He was being taken out rather easily.

But then again she supposed that the reason behind that was because he was still in a weakened condition. If she tried this stunt again in a few months, she knew without a doubt that the dark lord would kick her ass.

She reached out with her free hand and held it up in front of his face and said, "The next time we meet, I'm going to make you beg for your life."

She made a cat like hissing sound and raked her finger nails over his face drawing blood to emphasize her words the slapped him across the face so hard that he toppled over and lay on the ground screaming in rage and pain.

Lily started walking back towards Cedric and got half way there before realizing that she held the dark lord's wand it her hand and in a fit of childish rage snapped it into pieces and tossed it over her shoulders.

Let the bastard look for the pieces while he bled.

Lily closed the distance between herself and Cedric and grabbed the teen who was still shaking like a leaf and then grabbed the Wizard cup and used it to send them both back to Hogwarts.

Lily and Cedric hit the ground in the Quiddich stadium, surrounded by thousands of students and teachers. The Wizard cup slipped from Lily's hand as Cedric flopped against her, toppling her over.

Everyone in the stands roared and cheered. The sound was deafening.

But Lily didn't care at the moment. She had used up more energy than she should have using her magic to save Cedric and creating a distraction. Such old magicks tended to drain the very life out of the user and unless she could rest and conserve her energy, she would be in a bad way later.

She lay there under Cedric, her consciousness fading in and out a little bit and was unaware of the screams coming from Fleur and many others as the teachers came running over to see if she and Cedric were okay.