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Chapter Six

Matt landed on the hard floor with an ungraceful thud. Looking around he saw that they were in Lily's room. Quickly standing up he looked over at the unmade bed with brown and red stains from where Lily had lain two days ago.

Two days, Matt thought for a second, It had been two horrible days of waiting; problems; and tears.

Shaking away the thoughts to get back to the task at hand Matt walked over to Lily's closet and pulled out a spare bag. He then began to take odds and ends from around the room and filling the bag.

Dumbledore noticed that he put very little clothing into the bag as he walked around the room picking up books and parchment. Taking another look around he noticed there was nothing to this room: white walls with one window, a bed, and dresser.

"Ready?" Matt asked holding onto the little bag as Dumbledore looked at him.

"Is that all she will need?"

"No, but the rest of her stuff is in my room. We'd better head over there. My parents are probably worried sick." Matt said walking out of the room and down the stairs.

When they reached the living and kitchen area Matt saw it was destroyed. Things were broken up and busted all over the floor. The pictures that were on the wall of Lily's older sister Petunia and their father were torn down. Glass covered a trail from the kitchen to the basement.

"Well, that wasn't here before." Matt said as he continued on. They headed out the back door and across the yard. Matt turned his head to see if Dumbledore was still following him as they walked to his house.

Once Matt had entered his house he noticed it was quiet, very quiet.

"They must have left." He said to Dumbledore as he began to look around for a note or something.

Moving to the counter he saw a cake placed on top. Moving to take a closer look he saw it said 'Happy Birthday Mathew'. Thinking to what today was of a minute, it came to him today was his birthday. That's what he was trying to remember when he got to Lily's room, it was his 17th birthday. He was legally an adult in the wizarding world!

Lily was supposed to be here with him, they had a whole plan now that he was seventeen. Lily was going to stay at his house till they got a flat together, that way she wouldn't be kicked out of his house with no one if she left her mother's house.

Matt turned away from the cake to head up stairs. He was running low on time and needed to be back at her side before she woke up.

"Mr. Baker." Dumbledore said as Matt turned to head up the stairs.

"Yes."

"I said we will have returned in half an hour, I need to warn Mrs. Potter that you will be coming with some of your things."

Matt nodded his head and began back up the stairs the stairs again when he heard Dumbledore disapperate with a pop.

Matt took a deep breath before heading into the room he shared with Lily. So much of her stuff was in the room it felt more like her room then his when she was there. In spite of the fact that he couldn't care less, since he was an only child he loved sharing all his things with her.

Remembering back when they were in fourth year and he began to have a crush on Lily, he took her things so it felt like she was always with him. It had begun the whole moving of her stuff over to his house idea. So little by little each year she would move a little more over. Till this summer when she didn't even take anything to her mother's house when they got back from Hogwarts, instead bring it up stairs to their room.

At first his parents thought it was a bad idea for a young lady to be staying in the same room as a boy but got comfortable with it when they saw how they acted together. Thankful that his parents never knew about his crush on Lily that lasted through a few months, and that Lily did notice it either. Though, he was happy to say that Lily was the one who gave him his first kiss. That's when he realized it was like kissing a sister and not a potential girlfriend.

He was almost finished packing when he heard two pops in the hall outside his door. Moving across the room he opened the door to see Professor Dumbledore and a dark haired woman.

"I'm almost done, how much time do we have before she wakes up?" Me asked while moving around the room to finish packing Lily's things, already having done his first.

"About an hour Mr. Baker, but I would like you to meet Mrs. Potter." Dumbledore said as he saw a woman moving around him to stand in front of Matt.

"Please, it's Allison." She said, holding out a hand.

Matt shook it before turning back to pack.

"So why are most of Lily's things over here instead of at her house."

"She doesn't have a house, her mother has one and reminded her all the time. Besides, Lily spent most of her time over here the past three-and-a-half years."

"Really." She said interested.

Matt turned to give a her a questioning look. No body was that interested in boring things about his and Lily's life, he thought to himself as he remembered that she was Lily's emotional healer and was probably trying to get things out of him about their relationship.

"Look, me and Lils' are like this" he said holding up crossed fingers, "we don't spend a more than a day away from each other and we talk about everything, but were best mates--- nothing more. I'm sure that Sirius stays at your house a lot because he best mates with James. this is just like that."

"So you know my son. I really don't know much about either of you, so I left the two guest bedrooms quite plain for each of you to decorate as you wish."

"Oh, thank you for letting us stay at your home this summer, but me and Lily will share a room. We always have. Even when at Hogwarts she would sometimes end up in my bed asleep next to me. I think it keeps away the nightmares when someone is asleep next to her."

Mrs. Potter was quiet for a moment.

"I understand, I will put extra spells on the one room then and make it a little bigger."

"I'm done, so if you're ready then we can go. I know Lily must be ready to wake soon." Matt said wanting to change the subject.

"Oh," she said moving for the bags and two trunks, "I will be taking those while Albus takes you back to St. Mungo's. I'll be by later to talk with Lily about everything that will be happening."

Matt watched as she shrunk everything and disapparated with a pop.

"I need to write my parents a note before we leave, so they won't worry about me being gone." Matt said as he grabbed a notebook and pen to begin a quick letter saying that he was going to someone else's house for the rest of the summer with Lily and would be in touch within a few days. He then thanked his mother for the cake he saw and said he would be back later for a piece when he came to talk.

Moving to place the note on his bed, he reached his hand out of the watch Dumbledore was holding out for him again. Closing his eyes tightly he grabbed on to the watch as he felt the pull at his naval begin to jerk him back to Lily's side.

Matt looked up at the falling building of St. Mungo's from where he was on the ground outside.

"Am I ever going to land on my feet like you or Mr. Potter?" Matt asked, annoyed as he began to raise up.

"With time." Dumbledore replied as he began to walk forward.

Matt was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't even realize he was back in front of Lily's door within minutes. Dumbledore had left him in the hallway saying he would be by later with Mrs. Potter. Matt nodded his head as he continued to stare at the door. Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes and pushed open the door.

Opening his eyes he let out the breath he was holding, Lily was still asleep. Moving to the chair he had left earlier, he sat down taking Lily's hand in his. The softness of her skin against his quidditch roughened hands showed just how fragile she really was. Through her temper, isolation, and determination she was as carefree and gentle as possible, yet her mother was slowly destroying her self-made spirit day by day, year by year.

No matter how many times he asked her to stay away from her mother, she still went back showing her loyalty with which her mother always took greedily to replace with violence and distrust. A tear slid down his cheek while he was thinking, 'How was she going to get through this? Why her? What was fate trying to play?'

Quickly wiping the tear from his cheek, he saw Lily was starting to wake up.

She just felt so tired and drained, she wanted nothing more but to lay there and die. Lily heard someone beside her and quickly opened her eyes to see Matt next to her. 'Why is he here? Can't he see that I'm damaged goods? Used and abused, yet he won't go away. Maybe he thinks I deserved this and wants to watch me suffer more.' she thought to herself as she turned away from him.

'I did deserve this. I went back to my mother every time, all the names I was called, all the punishment I went through. I still went back. Like an addiction in my blood, knowing I need to be punished for living but always wishing to die.'

Lily's thoughts went back and forth for all the reasons this happened to her, and still in the end, she thought this was her fault.

Matt tried to get her attention several times but Lily didn't want to talk. She didn't even want to think any more, it just hurt too much.

Matt got the hint and sat back in his chair watching Lily stare up at the ceiling. After too long, Matt couldn't take it any longer. The silence was annoying and a punishment in itself. Lily was punishing herself even after all she's been through.

"Lily we need to talk." Matt said standing and walking to the end the bed to look down at her still form.

She didn't move or answer.

'At least she's not screaming...that's an improvement' Matt thought.

"Lily, please, I've been through everything with you. Why close me off now? I'm still here, I'm not leaving you; now or ever."

Lily don't want to talk, she didn't want to move. The pain came back awhile ago and she didn't want to say anything, thinking that at least she knows she's alive by the pain she can feel.

"Lily, this is not you, don't let her win. Where is that Gryffindor bravery you always brag about."

Why does he want to talk so much, she thought. Slowly moving her so she could look at him, she saw that he was moving back over to her side.

"Lily, this isn't you." he repeated.

"Its me now, why don't you just leave me alone to my own pain. I don't need you." she said harshly before turning away.

Oh, did she want to give up that easily, he thought. Well she got another thing coming.

Matt calmness was slowly starting to slip away as he walked to the other side of the bed where she turned her head away from him.

"She that what you want? Your mother to win over you? The last four years of sacrifice to go unnoticed and her to go free? Because that's what's going to happen if you stay like this. She'll win over you completely because you won't fight back. She'll get what she wanted all along...you to waste away like you never existed." Matt was yelling by this point. Yelling at her so it would sink through the self-doubt and pity that she had began to build up over the last couple of days.

"Well, why not? Letting her win is just like any path in life, but I choose this one. I'm sorry it's not good enough for the likes of you. I'm sorry I wasn't brave enough to stand up to her. I'm sorry that this isn't want you wanted." Lily said sitting up. "Is that what you want to hear? How I couldn't stand up her as she hit me, threw me around like a rag doll, how I took all the threats and names? How I was so scared and in so much pain that I couldn't fight off the man that my mother brought into my room? How..."

Lily couldn't continue on, her tears over powered her as she was yelling at Matt about what happened that night. Matt didn't know what to say. As soon as he saw her stop, he reached over and wrapped his arms around her as she cried again.

Lily, not caring how she looked or what she sounded like, wrapped her arms tightly around Matt and she cried away her frustration and pain for the second time that day.

Out side the door, Mrs. Potter watched the outburst between the two of them through the door window shaking her head in sad agreement. 'Its better this way', she thought before she turned away from the room to find her husband and Albus Dumbledore.

Author's Note

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