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Lord Voldemort stared into the still, calm waters of the lake. Instead of seeing his reflection, he saw the entire scene in Dumbledore's office with Lily.
"Yes, Albus, set the trap for me. Honestly, old fool, you are making this too easy. Snape! Malfoy! Pettigrew! Come here! Now!"
They scrambled to do their masters bidding, bowing low. "Yes, Master?" they said in unison.
"You must get for me James Potter. Kidnap someone he cares about. Torture them until he comes heroically to save them." He sneered at that last; heroism was for weaklings.
"Snape! Who should it be?"
"Sirius Black, my lord. He is Potter's best friend."
"Malfoy?"
"Sirius Black, sire."
"Pettigrew?"
"Lily Evans."
Voldemort turned to look at him. Peter felt like melting into the floor under that powerful, dreadfully evil gaze.
"Why?"
Peter regained some of his confidence and smiled maliciously.
"She is... Potter's girlfriend."
Voldemort smiled. A cold, chilling smile that sent shivers down his servants backs.
"Excellent."
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When Lily didn't come down for lunch, James and Sirius started getting worried.
"We should look for her!" James insisted for the hundredth time.
"Jamsie boy, she's probably in the common room. But you're right, we do need to see how she's doing."
They raced up to find Lily asleep in one of the armchairs. James gently shook her awake. "Lils?" he said softly. "Lily, are you OK?"
Her voice was hollow as she spoke. "No. They're dead, James."
Now Sirius started panicking, although in typical Sirius style, he didn't show it. "Who??" he asked , only a slight bit of urgency in his voice. "Who's dead?"
She stared at them, her eyes were wide and scared, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. "My parents." she whispered. Tears were now running silently down her cheeks.
"Oh man..." said Sirius. He knew what a horrible blow this must be to both his friends.
James said nothing. He just pulled her into a tight hug and let her cry on his shoulder. he could hear her muttering things like, "They're gone" and "I'm never going to see them again."
Eventually Sirius went up to his dorm, muttering something that sounded vaguely like "I need to think", leaving James and Lily there. She had stopped crying by then, but James was still holding her. She pulled away.
"Thanks, James."
"It's OK. How are you doing?" he asked. He was still really worried about her. She seemed really shook up, but he couldn't blame her.
"Better, but I just need to think. Sort things out, you know?" He nodded. "I'm going to go up to my dorm."
She kissed him, full on the lips. "I love you James. And thanks again."
"I love you too, Lils."
She smiled and made her way up to her dorm. She looked around the empty beds and sighed. She wished Kat was here. She would know what to do.
She decided to think more tomorrow, but for now, sleep was calling her. As she made her way to her bed, something big and heavy came down on her head with a THUNK, and she was careening into a black oblivion.
OK, that's the second chapter. What the readers ask for, they shall receive! I have one favor to ask all of you, and that is to REVIEW!!!!!! I swear, I live on reviews!! OK, so where do y'all want the story to go???? ANSWER ME!!! Flames are welcome.
Lord Voldemort stared into the still, calm waters of the lake. Instead of seeing his reflection, he saw the entire scene in Dumbledore's office with Lily.
"Yes, Albus, set the trap for me. Honestly, old fool, you are making this too easy. Snape! Malfoy! Pettigrew! Come here! Now!"
They scrambled to do their masters bidding, bowing low. "Yes, Master?" they said in unison.
"You must get for me James Potter. Kidnap someone he cares about. Torture them until he comes heroically to save them." He sneered at that last; heroism was for weaklings.
"Snape! Who should it be?"
"Sirius Black, my lord. He is Potter's best friend."
"Malfoy?"
"Sirius Black, sire."
"Pettigrew?"
"Lily Evans."
Voldemort turned to look at him. Peter felt like melting into the floor under that powerful, dreadfully evil gaze.
"Why?"
Peter regained some of his confidence and smiled maliciously.
"She is... Potter's girlfriend."
Voldemort smiled. A cold, chilling smile that sent shivers down his servants backs.
"Excellent."
!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!
When Lily didn't come down for lunch, James and Sirius started getting worried.
"We should look for her!" James insisted for the hundredth time.
"Jamsie boy, she's probably in the common room. But you're right, we do need to see how she's doing."
They raced up to find Lily asleep in one of the armchairs. James gently shook her awake. "Lils?" he said softly. "Lily, are you OK?"
Her voice was hollow as she spoke. "No. They're dead, James."
Now Sirius started panicking, although in typical Sirius style, he didn't show it. "Who??" he asked , only a slight bit of urgency in his voice. "Who's dead?"
She stared at them, her eyes were wide and scared, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. "My parents." she whispered. Tears were now running silently down her cheeks.
"Oh man..." said Sirius. He knew what a horrible blow this must be to both his friends.
James said nothing. He just pulled her into a tight hug and let her cry on his shoulder. he could hear her muttering things like, "They're gone" and "I'm never going to see them again."
Eventually Sirius went up to his dorm, muttering something that sounded vaguely like "I need to think", leaving James and Lily there. She had stopped crying by then, but James was still holding her. She pulled away.
"Thanks, James."
"It's OK. How are you doing?" he asked. He was still really worried about her. She seemed really shook up, but he couldn't blame her.
"Better, but I just need to think. Sort things out, you know?" He nodded. "I'm going to go up to my dorm."
She kissed him, full on the lips. "I love you James. And thanks again."
"I love you too, Lils."
She smiled and made her way up to her dorm. She looked around the empty beds and sighed. She wished Kat was here. She would know what to do.
She decided to think more tomorrow, but for now, sleep was calling her. As she made her way to her bed, something big and heavy came down on her head with a THUNK, and she was careening into a black oblivion.
OK, that's the second chapter. What the readers ask for, they shall receive! I have one favor to ask all of you, and that is to REVIEW!!!!!! I swear, I live on reviews!! OK, so where do y'all want the story to go???? ANSWER ME!!! Flames are welcome.