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Pensieve and Potters

Lily seized James the first moment she could, "Do you have a pensieve?" she demanded, her emerald eyes crazed.

"Er, yes?" he said quietly, glancing down at her hands which were clenched tightly around his robes. She let go, face burning, but the crazed look had yet to leave her eyes.

"Where is it?"

"Lily I'm not sure you should use it. My dad doesn't even let me use it and…" he trailed off at the pleading look on her face.

"Please, James," she begged and James ran a hand through his hair, messing it up even more. Several emotions ran through his bright hazel eyes and the golden flecks seemed more prominent than ever as he struggled with himself.

"Fine." he finally relented, "But you can't tell my dad, I know he won't like this." he mumbled and led her upstairs to his father's study. It was incredibly neat and orderly, this surprised Lily. She would have deemed him as the man to have piles and stacks of nothing in particular everywhere. Instead it seemed spotless, she almost didn't notice the pensieve tucked away in the corner, "These things are rather rare." he continued nervously, his hand permanently embedded in the thick mass that was his hair.

"I know James, I'm sorry it's just this is important." Lily's eyes begged him to understand and he softened visibly.

"Alright, alright. I'll just… leave you to it then." he left awkwardly and Lily took a deep breath. Carefully she moved over to the pensieve and dumped the contents of the vial into it. Swirls of a dark plum purple filled the pensieve and taking another deep breath Lily dived in. When she surfaced she was standing in a living room.

Across from Lily a woman, just a few years older than her, stood watching something. Lily moved closer to the woman and was taken aback when she realized it was her. She looked different. Prettier somehow. Her face, though, was lined and grim as though she'd seen too much, even so a grin was lighting up her gaunt face.

Lily turned to see what she was watching and let out a gasp of shock. There was James, an older version granted, holding a giggling baby. Older Lily moved into the room and younger Lily followed her, curious now. "Hello Harry." she said in a high voice and the baby's eyes widened.

"Mama?" he spoke slowly and with a gurgle but older Lily grinned.

"Yes, Harry, mummy's here." older Lily said happily and the baby gurgled in response. Lily was appalled, she had a baby? She looked only a few years older than she was now. Where was her husband?

"Little tyke is going to be the best quidditch player the world's ever seen." James' voice startled her and she was surprised to see her older self and him gazing at each other lovingly.

"You think?" older Lily chortled and James snorted.

"I know." he corrected and smiled down at the baby.

"Sirius is coming over tomorrow to see him and us. I think he's going just as mad about you being cooped up as you are." Older Lily smiled and James sighed.

"You know Sirius. He's alway planning the next adventure. Usually it has something to do with Harry." James grimaced and older Lily snorted. Harry yawned and immediately tried to cover it but older Lily laughed.

"I think Harry's getting a little sleepy. Come on baby you can play with daddy tomorrow." older Lily took Harry in her arms and Harry gazed up at her sleepily with large emerald eyes. Her eyes, Lily realized with a start. His hair was James' hair. They were married and they had a baby. Oh Merlin, Lily thought feeling faint.

James stood up and kissed Harry on the forehead. He then pulled older Lily a bit closer and kissed her on the lips. "I love you." he said quietly, those beautiful eyes searching hers.

"I love you, too." she responded in the same quiet tone and Lily plopped down on the couch, feeling quite ill. Older Lily then moved up the stairs and James stretched out onto a recliner chair, throwing his wand down onto the table. He was beginning to doze off when the door burst open. He scrambled to his feet straightening his glasses.

Lily jumped up, too. When she saw who was at the door her blood ran cold. It was apparent James had a similar reaction because his face drained of color, his jaw set, and his eyes burned with a mixture of defiance and fiery hatred. "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! I'll hold him off!" James hollered and Voldemort let out an angry, inhuman roar.

Lily didn't hear the words. Her head pounded and her eyes swam with tears. There was a burst of green light and James crumpled to the floor, lifeless. He had died. For her. For Harry. She was suddenly filled with anger. Older Lily peeked down the stairs and froze. Lily ran quickly to her, past James' corpse. "James." older Lily stood frozen before letting out a wail that broke Lily's heart.

Older Lily quickly ran, still cradling Harry to her chest. She was mumbling things, frantic. She ran into a room and Lily followed, still clutching Harry tightly to her. Lily realized it was a nursery and watched as older Lily placed Harry into a crib. He watched his mum with puzzled emerald eyes. Older Lily began piling things up against the door in a frenzy. She was thrown onto the floor when the door blasted open.

Older Lily recovered and moved to cover the crib, screaming. She began speaking in a panic, "Please, please," she moaned and her pleas turned to begging, "Not Harry! Please… have mercy… have mercy… Not Harry!"

"Step aside silly girl." Voldemort's voice cut through younger Lily as she stood in a corner, her eyes wide with terror.

"Not Harry! Please - I'll do anything!" she was cut off by the words being yelled. Those two words that ended one's life. The green light burst from his wand and struck older Lily in the chest right as she was in the middle of a strangled scream. Older Lily fell to the ground and Voldemort stepped over her lifeless body with a laugh that turned Lily's insides to ice.

She felt frozen. She'd just watched herself die. Now she was going to watch her son die. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she screamed, livid. Voldemort stared at Harry for a minute before yelling again, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" the killing curse hit Harry right on the forehead as he cried but he didn't fall silent and slump over. The curse rebounded off of him and Voldemort's body fell. Lily let out a gasp. She went over to his body and found he was dead. She stared at the baby who was crying and now sporting a lightening bolt shaped scar. Lily let out a gasp of shock before the world turned swirling and she was thrown out of the pensieve.

"Lily!" James said in relief, "What's wrong?" he immediately asked after seeing her stark white face. She collected the memory from the pensieve and put in back in the vial. She turned to James and her face turned whiter. She quickly dashed from the room and slammed the door shut to the guest room she'd been staying in.

Ok, so if that doesn't make sense I'll try and explain it. I kind of put my own twist on it so don't get mad if it's not exactly accurate. So, Evelyn is a seer (if you didn't already guess that) and I made it so that seers don't just make prophecies they also have visions. She didn't know if she'd ever see Lily or James again so she just retrieved the vision from her memory to show Lily instead of explain it to her. If you have questions just ask! Please review. Ta-ta!