Hey guys! I would like to thank everyone for all the positive reviews and I am glad to see I have some new followers : ) This is really motivating me to keep going. Also, let me know if anyone recognizes the quote at the end. I modified it a bit though.

I apologize in advanced, this chapter is a little dry, but I promise the next one is a thriller. Also, if my editing is a little sloppy, I blame it on the bf. He put The Avengers on t.v which I have never seen before. LoL

Warning: Hints at sexuality (although more serious stuff to come) hee hee

It was Monday night. 24 more hours and she would be letting Severus Snape read her mind.

"Hey flower." James whispered in her ear and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. It was a new pet name he had picked up since they had gotten married, but Lily figured there was probably worse names out there.

She spat out toothpaste and looked up in the mirror at their reflections. Bits of toothpaste were around the corners of her mouth. James was nuzzling his nose in the side of her head.

"You know…" he said, still rubbing his nose on her hair. It smelt intoxicating to him. "We haven't done it.. in weeks." He hinted.

She rolled her eyes. He was how old and couldn't say the word sex? It was true though. They hadn't done it in weeks but she had been busy. And her mind had been very preoccupied. But it was taking a toll on him.

"What do you have in mind?" she asked, trying to stall for a bit more time and rinsed out her mouth. She was wearing a short little nightie, it was suppose to be bed time.

"You know…" he replied, sounding almost whiny.

"Alright, alright. Just give me a few minutes to get ready and I'll meet you in bed." She caved and he ran off like a kid in a candy shop.

Closing the door behind him, she sighed as she stared at herself in the mirror. You can do this. She thought to herself. He is your husband! Taking a deep breathe in, she walked out of the bathroom and slipped into bed. It felt almost a little.. awkward. But the awkwardness didn't last long because he jumped on her like a bee to honey.

He started to frantically kiss up her neck and she could feel his hands already beginning to roam over her pajamas. She wondered if she just laid there, if he would even notice but knew that was wrong and started to kiss him back. The only problem was, it was all mechanic. He knew her favourite spots, he knew what she liked and didn't like but it was the same every time.

"You ready?" he whispered in her ear, she could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh.

She snapped back to reality, apparently her mind wandered off. Ready? Hadn't it only been like 10 minutes? She thought to herself.

"Yah sure." She said trying to sound enthusiastic and gave him a small smile.

He didn't notice anything was off though and slipped the nightgown over her head quickly assuming the role on top. The whole ordeal probably lasted another 15 minutes. In, out, in, out, moan here, kiss there, until he rolled off panting.

"Well that was good." He said, laying next to her and putting his hands behind his head.

"Yah" she chuckled and laid there staring at the ceiling. In reality though, it was alright, but nothing special. He had touched her nicely, but it was more like he was asking permission after every move. Where as last week with Severus... No! Can't think like that… and she rolled over to stare at James.

"Good night love." She smiled, trying to look more genuine and gave him a kiss on the lips before rolling back over and going to bed.

"Severus, I thought you would never make it." The dark lord smiled and beckoned him to walk into the room. He was sitting alone (with the exception of Nagini curled up at his feet) in one of the Malfoy's many lounges. He waved towards an antique chair next to him.

Severus walked in silently and took a seat. His face was as blank and dark as the black in his long billowing robes. He waited.

"I thought I should let you know that I am very pleased with your work Severusss. You have been a very loyal servant to me." He appraised him, something he would rarely do. "But I feel asss if we have been growing a little… distant." he was choosing his words wisely as he stood up and began to walk around Severus's chair. A small hiss escaped Nagini as she looked up to see where her master was going and lowered her head back to the floor again. "Would you agree?" he asked, and stopped behind him. His long fingers began to knead into his black hair.

"I suppose so my lord." He replied, not actually agreeing. He really had no urge to be any closer than he already was, but that wasn't the point, he knew what he meant. He wanted to read his mind. Make sure all was going according to plan.

"Good…" he answered and kept his finger tips on his skull as he began to seep into his mind. Contact wasn't actually needed for legilimens but the dark lord liked to make his company uncomfortable.

Severus knew this moment would happen eventually. Voldemort often, if not always, read the minds of his death eaters, but he knew he had to hide the memory of Lily. It wasn't very difficult at first. He let him see what he wanted to see but as he felt the coldness slip deeper into his mind, it was getting more difficult to lock the memory up in the vault of his subconscious. A bead of sweat began to roll down over his temple but then it was over.

"Yesss… yesss.." he murmured to himself and took his frigid fingertips off of his head and went back to his seat. "You may go." Severus had passed the test and lived.

"Oh and Severus." He said, watching the back of his head as he was about to leave the room. "Don't forget the mission."

Severus turned back around to look at his master one last time. "Of course, my lord." And he continued to walk out the room and closed the door behind him. That was close.

The next morning when Lily woke up, the bed was empty. It had been this way most mornings since the death toll began to rise. Stretching, she wished she could go back to bed but she hadn't slept most of the night. Her nerves were taking over about tonight. Rolling out of bed, she slipped on a pair of shorts, t-shirt and slippers. No one was ever home before 3pm which was when she worked on all the paper work.

Stepping into the kitchen which opened up to the living room, only divided by a small island, she grabbed a cup of tea and began to sip it while she looked over the pile of papers she would have to work on today. It didn't look to bad but as she started to examine them more closely, a bright light filled the room.

"I request an audience with you, Mrs. Potter." It was the voice of Dumbledore, coming out of what appeared to be a giant flaming bird that was sent in a patronus form in the middle of her apartment. "The floo network is open." And with that, green and blue flames blazed in their fireplace.

"Uh, ok?" she responded, not really sure if it was a two way system but the bird disappeared. Not having much time, she quickly summoned a robe and stepped in the flames with slippers and all.

"Gah!" she exclaimed as she stepped out of the hearth into what appeared to be Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts. She had never flooed with a drink before, but apparently she brought her tea along for the ride and it exploded everywhere. "I am so sorry about that." She said, trying to get it out of his carpet with her wand despite the fact it was also covering her robes and even possibly the ceiling.

"Oh don't worry about that." He chuckled and swept his wand in a semi circle and everything soaked up and dried. There wasn't even a stain! She had to learn that spell… "I've brought worse through the floo network. Take a seat."

They walked back to his desk and sat on either side. She felt like she was in school again, only she didn't spend as much time in the headmasters office as her husband did.

"I know you must be wondering why I called you here." He stated, clasping his hands together on his desk. As she looked up, there was another 10 pairs of eyes at least, staring at her through the portraits.

"Um, yes?" her eyes went back to his. They were very blue and had a slight twinkle. His smile remained soft and non threatening. Although she felt like she should be guilty for something, and a memory of Severus flashed across her mind and then she panicked. She DID have something to be guilty about.

Maybe he was reading my thoughts? How would I know? Maybe he was reading them right now! Can't think of Severus, Damn! Uh… Mary had a little bat. Little bat..

He was trying not to smile more widely as he continued.

"Is there anything you would like to tell me?" he asked, and leaned in a little closer. If she didn't know who he was, she would of thought he was just some nice old man, possibly offering her cookies. "Have a candy." He pushed the jar a little closer to her. She took one and popped it in her mouth.

"I don't think so, sir." She replied. "All the paper work is going well. I am almost done."

"Yes yes" he waved his hand, not worried about that. "I mean something a little more… delicate. How are you enjoying married life?"

"It's good." She shrugged and bit down on her candy.

"I'm sorry to hear about your wedding." He frowned. "I heard you had a few extra guests."

"Yes I guess you could say that." She chuckled.

"I heard that you even ran into an old friend." His eyes began to twinkle more. She swallowed the rest of her candy.

"Yes, I guess you could also.. say that.."

"I always liked him." He got up and began to walk around, almost as if he was talking to himself. "Extremely bright young boy. A very strong mind, only.. misguided. Do you intend to remain friends?

"Uh, yah, I don't know, it's really up to him, I mean…" she began to chew on her lip. Was he giving her permission to be friends with a death eater? Did she give her secret away that quickly?

"I believe that sometimes the best of friends are the ones worth fighting for." He winked, and the flames shot up from the fire place again. "Remember Lily, no one is a failure who has friends"

She gave a small smile. "Yes professor."

"Please, call me Albus."

And with that, she returned to her apartment. It felt as if a weight had been lifted from her heart. He gave her permission to see him again, but why? Lily officially felt like she had a real role in this war, only, she didn't quite understand it yet.