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The next morning, Lily woke refreshed. The cool winter sunlight was filtering through the drapes of the three windows in the room. She was up before anyone else and she lazily watched their dormitory portrait (which happened to be a portrait of Udric the Ubbly, wearing a jellyfish as a hat.) Contrary to popular belief, however, Udric was not weird at all, despite the fact that his hat was a medusa named Medusine. He was in fact a very sane person, and was Lily's favorite portrait in the castle.
It was a beautiful Saturday, and Lily had planned that she and Alice were going down to the lake to finish off their homework along with Proserpine Mathis and Mary MacDonald, their other two dorm-mates. Snow and cold, after all, were not any trouble when you were a witch and the winter wonderland about you was just too beautiful to resist for long.
Udric was snoring softly when the image of the fat lady came storming into his portrait. "Wake up, Udric!"He didn't stir.
The Fat Lady sighed. "Drat him. Lily, my dear, there's a message for you from the Head's office. You are to go and see Professor Dumbedore immediately."
Wondering what the headmaster could possibly have to say to her (they had never really spoken that much, after all) Lily dressed quickly in a thick blue sweater and a pair of loose, comfortable jeans. She brushed out her long red hair and left it loose, and after thanking the Fat Lady, she set off to Dumbledore's office. Humming "Eidelweiss," as she walked, she soon arrived at the gargoyle that Dumbledore lived behind. She spoke the password, "Cadbury's Milk," and entered the room, to find Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore sitting on either side of the large desk, both looking extremely grave and sad.
"Please sit down, Lily," said Professor McGonagall.
Lily sat, noting that she had not been called Miss Evans.
"I am very sorry to tell you this," said Dumbledore somberly, "but Harold and Iris Evans were killed in an automobile accident yesterday night at seven-thirty."
Lily sat stock still. Of course he must be mistaken. Her parents never drove at night if they could help it. It had been a rule that the Evans family had followed despite the perpetual grumbling of her father.
"No, they never drive at night," said Lily, shaking her head.
"Your sister asked them to go out and buy something or other for her wedding-" Lily's face darkened; Petunia had made sure to have her wedding while she was at school to make sure that Lily couldn't come-"and they did indeed go out at night, and their car was hit by an intoxicated driver. They never regained consciousness, but before your mother went into coma at the site of the accident, she asked the people in the back of the accident-vehicle..I'm not sure what they are called...to tell you somehow that she and your father would always, always love you."
Lily got up and then sat down again.
"Miss Evans, are you all right?"
I'm going to fix this.
"Miss Evans?" McGonagall was beginning to look worried, staring into her blank face and empty, frozen eyes. "Albus, call Poppy, she's gone into shock."
I can't let it happen.
My parents can't die.
No.
McGonagall now looked frantic. "Lily! Lily, my dear, please look at me."
Why'd they go?
It wasn't their time.
I'll be damned if I sit and snivel...McGonagall tried to hold her, while Dumbledore put his head in the fire and called for Madam Pomfrey. Lily slapped herself for using the word that had helped to tear her and Severus apart. Damn Potter.
No.
"No!" cried Lily aloud, and got up, fleeing the room. She ran into someone outside...
"Evans? What're you..." Lily caught a glimpse of James Potter's face. His changed from puzzled to worried faster than a set of traffic lights could change from red to green. "LILY!" He tried to catch her, after one look at her hard, determined, stricken face. It was a hard desperation that he was seeing now, and that frightened him far more than tears ever could.
"Lily, you're scaring me, please tell me what's wrong?" If she'd stopped to listen, she would have heard concern and fear in his voice, things that she had never heard from his mouth before.
"Get out of my way, Potter," she hissed, and James took a step back, surprised at the venom in her voice. "You've ruined my life enough. Aren't you happy now?"
She fled.
Not noticing the thunderstruck faces of four students whom, she would have known if she had looked at them, she had never seen before.
Lily was running, as fast as she possibly could. Her hair was streaming behind her, and she stumbled over trick stairs and vanishing hallway blocks, but she did not care.
When she reached the place she was looking for, she walked past it three times, thinking, I need to bring them back.
The door opened and Lily entered, looking around.
Even in her current state, the room around her dazzled her. Time-turners were everywhere, of all different sorts and shapes. There were gold ones, silver ones, diamond ones, and in every precious stone possible.
However, the time turner that caught her attention was about the size of a bludger. It was set on a pedestal in the middle of the room, and there was something slightly insubstantial about it, as if it were made of smoke and water rather than out of something solid. As she walked toward it, she saw that under the time-turner there was a plaque, telling its function. She had noticed that all the shelves of time-turners had them.
The Death Time-Turner.
Lily blinked, and then read on.
This time turner is unique in that it reads the regrets of the one who uses it. A person who successfully uses a death time-turner will go back to the time when their regrets began, into the same body that they had at that point, with all their memories intact. The person will then know enough to change the future, but once this is used, there is no going back to one's own time. A future that you effect by leaving into the past through the time turner will not truly be. Only what you do after you have left does.
The time-turner does not need to be turned, but it needs to be in the hands of the one who uses it...
Lily rejoiced. This was exactly what she needed.
...when the person willingly goes to their death.
Wait, what?
Lily's blood was pounding through her veins. She knew where she'd be taken back.
She'd be taken back to the day where Severus had first appeared and told her what she was.
With her plan now, she was going to stay friends with Severus. And save him from becoming a Death Eater.
She was going to stay Petunia's dearest confidante.
She was going to save her parents.
She was going to save Petunia from meeting that walrus of a Vernon Dursley.
And the reason was simple.
When her Hogwarts letter came, she was going to turn it down so that Tuney wouldn't feel jealous or left out. She would buy a wand; she knew where to exchange money after all. She knew how to apparate, so she could do it in her eleven-year-old body, too. She would live her life as a witch in secret, because Lily had learned the hard way that when it came to family and friends, there wasn't anything more precious. Any if anyone came to take her want for doing underage spells, well then, she could stop them. She and her family could relocate somewhere far away, and she could apparate back every week to see Sev.
Oh, it was all so simple, really.
I need a way to get to the Astronomy tower without being seen.
It was time for Lily to fix all the mistakes she'd ever made, with the biggest one going to Hogwarts and splitting her already tiny family into pieces.
When James, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny got back to the dormitory, all of them were tired from their run and worried.
"Where'd she go?" asked Harry.
"Why do you care about Evans so much, Adieu?" asked James. The four time travelers had decided to rename themselves Philippe Adieu (Harry) Isabelle Arnaud (Hermione) and Raoul and Renee Jolivet (Ron and Ginny) four Beauxbatons students who had just mysteriously appeared in Hogwarts . "You don't know her."
"Uhh...no..." Hermione had changed his eye color to blue almost immediately after they arrived so that James wouldn't get suspicious. "It's just that she looked worried and at our school...the polite thing to do if a lady is upset is to take 'er to the kitchens and have ze 'ouse elves give 'er some chocolat."
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny stared at him in amazement; he was mimicking a French accent to perfection.
Think Fleur, he mouthed at them.
They all nodded. It was strange how easy it was to simulate Fleur's accent.
"Get the map," said James distractedly. "See where she is, Padfoot."
Sirius looked over the Marauder's Map, a lot less yellowed now than it was in Harry's day.
"She's not on here, Prongs. Not at all; she's vanished off the map."
Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione glanced at each other uneasily, knowing perfectly well where Lily must be.
"Wait, she just appeared in the Astronomy tower. She's alone. And she just appeared like she'd apparated."
"But you can't apparate in or out of 'Ogwarts," said Hermione. Harry face-palmed. Trust Hermione to forget that she was supposed to know nothing about Hogwarts and remember that she was supposed to speak with a French accent. But then again, Hermione could really speak French.
"How do you know that?" asked Peter suspiciously. Harry was hard-put not to pull out his wand and jinx him right then and there. The scar on the underside of his arm where Wormtail had cut him two years ago started to tingle.
"Zere are books in Beauxbatons too, seely boy," said Hermione with a tinkling laugh.
"She's getting closer and closer to the balcony," said Sirius, who was still watching the map. "She's...wait...she's off the balcony...or no, she's just sitting on the balcony railing."
"Remus should go and comfort her, maybe find out what's wrong," said Peter.
"Why Remus?" asked Harry. His parents had been dating since seventh year (according to Sirius and Lupin) so why didn't he go? Then he remembered how Lily had reacted outside Dumbledore's office. They were probably in a fight.
"He's her boyfriend," said James.
Harry fainted.
Lily was sitting on the railing, and at once, stood up on it. She was going to count down from ten and then jump.
Ten....
She would never have to leave her older sister.
Nine....
She wasn't going to stop being friends with Severus.
Eight....
She could be sure that he wouldn't become a death eater.
Seven....
Petunia wasn't going to have to meet Vernon. Lily chuckled a little at that.
Six....
She would be able to be with her family.
Five....
She would never have to meet James Potter.
Four....
They wouldn't have to move to Manchester.
Three....
She was going to be happy. Everything would come right.
Two...
Her parents were going to live, they'd be together...
One.
Lily jumped.
On the other side of the castle, Sirius cried out in panic,
"Lily jumped off the Astronomy tower!"
