Bright emerald green eyes snapped open to the pitch black darkness of a coffin. Casting a quick lumos with her wand, which was conveniently placed in her hands, to light up the small space. Lily Potter didn't really remember what had happened or why she was here. Heck, she didn't even know where she was! Trying to remember, Lily didn't notice how low on air she she was getting. She suddenly felt pain in her chest, and realized she was suffocating.

'BOMBARDIA'

Lily shot out of the box, her hair and clothes getting showered in dirt. Looking at her surroundings, she noticed she was currently in Godric's Hollow's graveyard. With a sinking feeling in her stomach, Lily swiveled around. In the dark she read her tombstone.

With a small sob, she remembered that night. The night she ...died. And Harry, oh Harry. Her son was probably in a small wooden box similar to hers. With a start, she also remembered she had a husband. Searching for James Potter's grave, she did t notice the crack of apparition and a figure appear.

'CRASH'

Lily turned towards the sound. She saw her husband standing there next to her grave. How could she be so stupid? Of course James would be there! They where a couple for merlins sake.

Running to forward, she tackled him to the ground, kissing him hard on the lips. Tears were streaming down her face, staining James shirt, but he didn't care. Breaking their kiss, Lily helped him up from the frozen ground. "Lily?" His voice was rasping and cracking, which was no surprise, they had been dead for who knows how long. "James I-" never getting to finish her sentence, her and her husband's wands were pulled from their grasp. " Turn around with your hands up!" Terrified and confused, they turned around. They were met with a man in his late twenties who looked uncannily like James, with his wand pointed at their faces.

"Who are you?" Asked the mysterious man.

They answered immediately with "James and Lily Potter "

The man suddenly looked even more furious, and started to shout;

"Lily Potter and James Potter are dead! Have been for over twenty years! Everyone knows how my parents died, and still you insolent Death Eaters impersonate them!"

With that clue, the couple realized who the man was. The man was their son, Harry James Potter. And to have been dead for over twenty years was even more shocking. James stood up and cautiously walked over to the supposed Harry Potter.

"We can prove it, Take us to Dumbledore if you don't believe us." "I can't do that. Albus Dumbledores dead." And with that he apparated them all away.