DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything that J.K. Rowling had written in her Harry Potter Series, but would like to thank her for letting me use her characters to my own twisted pleasure.

Also I would like to thank to reviewers that I have gotten feedback from so far. They made my day I hope you enjoy this next chapter as much as you have the other ten.

Chapter Eleven

Lily sat awaiting in silence for the Potters and Matt to return for her. Not that it mattered she felt as though she was a piece of meat that the butcher had just put back together for sale. Looking down at her arm and leg in the white plastered she rethought about her statement. She wasn't good meat she was the stuff they threw out back in the dumpster because no body would want the abused stuff.

With nothing to do as she waited Lily began to pick at the invisible lint on her clothes to move her mind away from its current train of thought. She knew the healers would come back again soon. Asking stupid questions and get no answers before leaving. In Lily's mind it wasn't like they could fix what she wanted them to anyway. It wasn't like the healers could give her back what she had truly lost or even in her head the things she was feeling.

Just then the door opened to her room, it was Matt and Mrs. Potter. Here to bring her back to hell. It was the last summer she would have before the reality of the world was suppose to set in. Sadness washed over Lily emotions at the thought of this; as her lasted year at Hogwarts and the world she knew would end. Before she wanted nothing more for seventh year to come and end as away to finally be away from her mother and start a fresh life of how she wanted to live.

She sighed again as Matt moved about the room gathering her things. Why? she thought does he even bother with her. She watched him with weary eyes going back and forth, just waiting for him to turn on her like everything us in her life.

Mrs. Potter stood by the door watching the whole scene with curiosity. Even with all the caution behind her dead green eyes she stilled warmed a little more to Matt then anyone else. Maybe there was hope for a normal recovering yet as long as nothing more set her off.

"Ready?" Mrs. Potter asked, as the two of them stared at each other for a moment. Lily not moved her eyes to meet his, but Matt's ever searching.

Matt nodded his head and walked towards Lily's bed.

Lily moved over a little more in the bed as he stepped closer till she was at the edge. She knew if she looked up at him and noticed he was so close it would hurt him when she would flinched away. Taking deep breaths she slowly raised her head locking eye contact for a bereft moment; in which time Lily seemed to improve on the closeness of having him near. Mrs. Potter took that opportunity to move saying a light tranquilizing spell over her breath. Minutes passed back as she watched Lily's muscles loosen and her eyes sway.

Matt turned to where Mrs. Potter now stood at the end Lily's bed and gave an accusing glare.

"You didn't have to do that!"

Mrs. Potter could tell by the sound of his voice that he was angry with her. She needed to fix the situation if anything was to go well today.

"I needed her to be calm for moving and this way she'll be... loose enough that starting a fight won't be a problem."

"And what of the damaged it does to her mentally," Matt said with concern and anger.

"Don't worry the effects will only last for another half hour, which is why we most move now," she said sticking her head out the door of the room for the healer to come now.

"Are you ready for transportation?" the young healer asked.

"Yes, have they told you the address?" she asked.

"Yes," the healer replied moving towards Lily's relaxed from.

Lily still knowing some what on what was going on around her moved in fear away form the person walking up to her. she knew it wasn't Matt was going to pick her up. Then a memory of a dark haired man walking toward her flashed a crossed her mind.

"No" she cried out. "Go away"

The healer still continued to walk towards her. Fear, it was written clearly on her face.

Lily started then to fight the spell. She tried her best to move off the bed and away from the person. Still the healer continued to walk toward her.

Matt watched her struggle till he could take no more.

"Help, please anybody. Somebody. Please don't come closer just leave me alone," she pleaded. The healer stopped and gave Mrs. Potter a look.

Mrs. Potter was worried she shouldn't be able to fight the spell this well. The healer moved and grabbed Lily's arms to hold her. she was about to fall from her bed onto the floor. This was going badly Mrs. Potter thought as Lily yet again tried to strike out against the healer.

"Wait," Matt shouted as the healer tried yet again to still Lily. She was hurting herself now trying to move away from him. Matt moved back around to the other side of her bed.

"Wait," he repeated again as both Mrs. Potter and the healer turned to look up at him.

"Isn't there another way to do this. Your scaring her and I thought the whole reason to bring me along was not to frighten her but to help ease her into this."

"What would you suggest then," Mrs. Potter asked as the healer thankful released Lily and moved back a step from the bed.

Lily began to still long enough for the people in the room to relax some what before trying to bolt; like the wounded animal she was. Not her wisest move because of her plastered body and the fact she all but fell into Matt's open arms. She stiffen on contract and tried push him away as her helped her back onto the bed. Something in the back of mind told her to still for a moment.

"Well," Mrs. Potter said at the change in Lily. "I see how you were probably right about spell but I've never had a patient react that way before to it."

Lily closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, the scent of the person holding her flew up her nose. She recognized that scent. It was a comfort to her and made the badness go some what away as the fog still muddle her mind.

"Matt," she gasped needed to hear his voice. "Matt speak," she croaked.

"Flower I'm hear," he whispered down into her ear.

"I'm scared."

His heart was breaking at the thought of her frighten because of them. He wanted so badly to wrapped his arms around her to protect her from the pain of the world. However she was already trying to keep a distance from him but not let go.

It was a power struggle within Lily. The conflicting emotions raged in her mind. The wanting of Matt to hold as he so often did. The protected a brother would prove her sister or father comforting a terrified daughter was the emotion fighting within her. As the other side yelled the pain she felt hours ago by the human hand.

A battle of conscious where the bad was slowly triumphing over the good.

"Matt," she whispered as the battle bested her and her world went black.

The sudden drop of Lily's pressured hands made Matt look down on to her face. Her breathing had evened out and her eyes closed.

"I think she passed out."

"Good," the healer commented as he moved around the bed to their side to take Lily from him.

"No," Matt said swiftly to him as he pulled Lily closer to himself.

The healer looked taken back.

"I will take her. At least that way if she wakes a lot less problems will arise."

"I'm sorry sir, but I have to make sure she is properly taken to the Potters resident," he said with a air of pride thinking Matt was just going to hand her over.

"No," he repeated sternly. "She trust me more than all of you. I am her brother in all sense of the word. I'm her protector. I've failed once I will not do so again. If she is to go to the Potters she will do so in my arms."

The healer was ready to protest but Mrs. Potter stepped forward to fix to problem.

"Healer Jeremy if you wish you may accompany us the manor to see to Ms. Evans welfare but I do have to agree with the young man he has her trust more so than us at the time being."

Matt nodded to the bag of things he had gathered earlier before lifting Lily's unconscious body the rest of the way off the bed. Matt noticed she lost weight since the last time he had lifted her. Now it felt as if she would be pushing 115 pounds.

"Ready," Matt said walking towards the door.

Luckily there were no more problems on the way back to the Potters. Lily had yet to wake up and the boys weren't home from their trip to Diagon Alley. So far it was turning out to be a good afternoon now that Lily was calm.

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Lily slowly opened her eyes. Her focus was still a bit hazily but everything gradually became clearer. she was placed in a huge room. The room was magnificent in its own right. The huge four poster bed that she laid in was up against the far corner wall. Looking down she saw that there were two steps leading up to the bed. Though she didn't know if it went all around as she was just laying on the one side of the bed. The bed itself looked to be made of mahogany with a matching vanity for her.

A loud pop made her aware that something else had just entered the room. She berated her self for not making sure to check the room inhabitants in it first. Looking over she saw it was a little house elf restocking the fireplace with wood. Knowing the house elf would not hurt still did not ease up the pounding in her chest.

The house elf on the other hand had no idea that she had even awakened and continued on picking up things, stocking, then dusting as she had done everyday whether the room was used or not.

Lily took in a deep breath and blew it quickly trying to calm herself before she alert somebody that she in deed was awake. Knowing moving was going to difficult for her, she attempt to lay her head back down and pretended to still be a sleep. Lily just wanted a few more hours to herself. She needed to sort out the mess her mind had become.

Luckily for her the elf didn't notice and disappeared with a pop.

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Downstairs Mrs. Potter had just been in formed that the girl had woken up. Thinking best just to give her time to herself to get use to the situation and surrounding Mrs. Potter kept the little bit of information to herself.

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In Diagon Alley

"Why do you think we have Baker staying with us this summer?" James asked as he and Sirius moved towards the quidditch shop.

"Who knows mate, but maybe we can get him to help you with your problems with little Lilkins," he finished in a baby voice.

"I don't have problems she just doesn't want anyone to know that she is secretly in love with me," he said with pride.

"Your delusional, you know that right."

James just grin as they stepped inside.

Author Note: Hopefully the next chapters don't take me to long. Please forgive and stay with the story sooner or later I will have it finished.