Hello there. Yes it has taken me longer then I thought to update but here it is none the less.

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I didn't respond instead kept running willing the tears to stop. I kept running till I made it to the astronomy tower. There I sat and openly wept. I cried for a while then decided that this was no way for a Gryffindor to act. I stood up, wiped my eyes and walked with true Gryffindor bravery to Charms class.

As I walked into the room I noticed my friends Alice and Sam were sitting together. Great, I thought, some friends, they don't even save me a seat. I stood up to my full height and walked over to the only available seat, next to James. He gave me a questioning look but I pretended not to notice and began to take notes trying to pay attention. But it was hard with that git, Malfoy on the other side of the room. I looked down and tried not to let the tears run from my eyes. I tried without success. The tears fell noiselessly and fell onto my paper making the ink run. James quickly caught on and spoke.

"Follow my lead," he whispered to me then raised his hand, "Professor?"

"Yes Potter?" he replied. (A/N I have no clue who the charms professor was back then….)

"Lily isn't feeling well at all, may I escort her to the hospital wing?" he said in an innocent voice that not even Professor McGonagall would say no to.

"Why yes of course," he said a little caught off guard then spoke to me, "Feel better soon Miss Evans."

"Thanks Professor," I said my voice caught in my throat with emotion. The Professor must have taken it for a sore throat because he gave me a sympathetic expression and nodded.

James then took my arm and escorted me out of the door. Once out of the door and out of hearing of anyone else he turned to me.

"Lily what is wrong?" he asked with a dead serious look on his face.

I turned away. He looked so kind and sympathetic and I couldn't lie while looking into him eyes.

"Its nothing," I lied, "Just that time of the month, that's all."

I wish I had a picture of the look of his face. His eyes widened and there was shock all over his face. He shifted his eyes nervously and coughed.

"Um, well I guess you don't want to go back to class right?" he stuttered.

I shook my head. We turned and began to walk in silence until we reached the dorms.

"Erm, well I better get back to class," he said while walking backwards obviously not liking the situation, "Feel better?"

"Bye," I said. I sighed as I moved over and sat on the couch. I picked up my charms book and began to read. But soon the words molded together and I fell into a troubled sleep.

I slowly opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. I was on the couch in the dormitories. Looking around even more I noticed that James was standing over me with a look of concern and anger written all over his face.

"James, what are you doing here?" I asked. He opened his mouth as if to say something then closed it as if deciding against it. He sighed and moved closer to the couch and sat down.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he whispered. What is he talking about? Then it dawned on me. He must have heard me cry out in my nightmare. I hung my head in shame. Gently he pulled my chin up to look him in the eyes.

"What happened to you was not your fault," he whispered gently, "You should tell Dumbledore. He will get that no-good son of a-"

I stopped him, "James no! I don't want any more problems okay. I have enough on my plate. If I told Dumbledore then he would get Malfoy in trouble and then he would hurt me again. I don't want to be hurt anymore-" I broke off and began to sob uncontrollably. James wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me into a comforting hug. I just held on tight, the tears pouring out onto his shirt.

"I will always be here," James whispered as we hugged. There was something between us. A bond. A connection. I looked into his eyes and no longer saw the arrogant boy that I had once knew who played pranks on everyone. I saw a kind and sympathetic man who cared. He had grown up along the years and I had never noticed it until now. I was falling in love with James Potter.

"We have to tell Dumbledore," James said calmly after a while. I nodded knowing he was right. He gently took my arm and led me to Dumbledore's office. When we reached the door I grasped his hand.

"Chocolate frogs," James said and we both walked onto the stairs that brought us to the office door. He squeezed my hand, "Are you ready?"

I nodded not trusting my voice and he knocked on the door.

"Come in," Dumbledore said. We walked in and he smiled. "What brings you two to my office at-" he glanced a what seemed to be a watch but looked like a bunch of planets and stars, "2:36 in the morning." I gasped.

"I'm terribly sorry sir, we can come back in the morning-" I said embarrassed because I had not known the time. But James cut me off.

"We are sorry sir, but it is an emergency."

"Ah, I see," Dumbledore replied the twinkle in his eyes disappearing. "Please sit down."

"I should be going then," James said, "I will wait outside for you Lily."

He gently pulled away his hand and made his way to the door. I watched him get up, then move over to the door, then pull open the door. I couldn't help it any longer.

"James wait!" I cried he immediately turned around, "I need you."

He then came back over and sat down. Picking up my hand he gestured to Dumbledore who was pretending to re-arrange some papers while watching us out of the corner of his eye. I took a deep breath and began to speak while Dumbledore listened very closely.

"Last night when I was going to potions I was taken advantage of-" I broke off I tried to stop the tears from falling from my eyes. "It was in a un-used classroom and well I was- I was-" for the second time I broke off, not wanting to say it. "I was raped my Lucius Malfoy." The were now flowing down my cheeks as I tried to keep myself together. Dumbledore spoke.

"What happened to you was not your fault Miss Evans and I will personally see to it that he is severely punished," his eyes bursting with anger.

With that we stood up and left hand in hand back to our dorms. James walked me to my door.

"Thanks," I said, "For everything."

The next day the news had spread. Lucius Malfoy had been expelled.

Well I feel much better now knowing that she told someone and I see no reason why he couldn't have been expelled. He will now be tutored by some famous teacher. This also gives him another reason NOT to like Dumbledore, the "muggle lover."

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