Lily Potter's POV

I was flying.

Well, not flying as much as floating… or falling.

Ouch.

It was strange, but I felt the pain before I heard the eardrum-killing crash of a thousand pieces of glass. I rested on my face for a moment.

Without warning, the floor on which I was laid turned to glass, and as if I had never landed on it, I crashed through the floor and started falling again.

When I landed the next time, it was on a cold, metal park-bench. It was nighttime, very dark; the only source of light was a streetlamp that omitted a pale, purplish glow. Behind me was a normal looking, brick warehouse that shouted vacant!

It scared me.

Along came the Knight bus. Ah, I had been expecting it, and I was all the more eager to leave because of the vacant building behind me.

I heard the conductor's voice coming from the front of the bus, away from my sight.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus," he said, his voice strangely echo-y. "Please board quickly as your palace doesn't like to be kept waiting. Thank you."

I came around to the front of the purple bus to say hello, and I was shocked to see that no one was standing there. The voice had been coming from the bus – the bus that suddenly had eyes and a mouth. Odd.

"Well," he – she? It? – said in the same echoing, and now impatient, voice, "Are you going to get on, or what?"

I scrambled to board the bus before the bus could get angry

Are you happy now? I thought as I sat down on a bouncy, plastic covered seat. The bus was empty, I noticed.

"No I am not," snapped the bus, "Now shut up and sit back, I have some cats to run over."

So the bus was a mind-reader, was it? And apparently a cat-hater, too. Did he know that animal cruelty was a crime? I concluded he probably did.

Sheesh, what an idiot!

He's a bus, I reproved myself, how could it possibly know about animal cruelty?!

But it's a talking, mind-reading bus. It has more intelligence than I originally thought.

And this is a dream.

Oh, is it? I felt honestly relieved.

Yeah, so you should listen to me.

No, you should shut the heck up.

"And you should top talking to yourself Lily Potter, that's the first sign of insanity, you know," he added matter-of-factly.

I was too agitated to think anything in reply.

"Lily," the bus said an extra echo-y voice.

What? I grumbled.

"Li-ly," she persisted, more slowly and loudly this time.

"What?!" I yelled back.

I was on a flat, somewhat hard surface. I opened my eyes and immediately squeezed them shut as golden sunlight threatened to blind me.

"Lily!" an aghast voice said. "How dare you shout at your mother?!" This voice wasn't scary and echoing, it was loud and familiar and safe. It was James.

"Oh, go close the curtains, James. She's getting blinded." Scolding… Mum.

The light got considerably dimmer, and I felt confident enough to open my eyes.

I was in an unfamiliar room. The walls, floor and ceiling were all made of the same light wood paneling. On each wall, except for the one on my right, was a Gryffindor tapestry. The wall that wasn't decorated by a tapestry was covered in hammocks. The room of requirement, I realized.

But before I noticed this, my eyes were filled with concerned brown eyes which were surrounded by a very freckly face.

"Mum!" I croaked. I cleared my throat. "What's going on? What happened?!"

I glanced around the room quickly. Only my brothers, Mum, Dad and I were here.

"Can't you guess?" She laughed once, it was a bitter sound. "I didn't work."

At first I didn't get it. But soon enough, my mind was assaulted by a wave of new, powerful memories.

A strange letter. A flash of orange light. Time travelling…

I understood after that.

"Oh… But – But we can fix it, right? I mean, I know the potion took a while to make, and it was even more complicated because we didn't recreate the time portal, but that's okay, right? We can make another potion, or – or we can do we can do something else! We can find a really powerful time-turner, or… something. Oh, what am I talking about? I'm groggy because I've been sleeping. But we can't give up; we have to have a plan! So what's the plan?"

All that answered me was silence.

"What?" I said self-consciously. I stood up and was pleased to feel that my legs were really steady. "Look," I continued, "I know that people hate it when I talk really fast and all at once like that, but seriously, can someone… answer… my… question?" my lips were hardly moving by the end.

"What is it?" I said weakly.

"Lily… we can't go back. We're stuck."

The truth hit me with the force of a thousand caffeinated rhinos.

We were stuck. We were going to disappear.

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