A/N: Thank you very much for all your reviews, guys! A few people don't like the short chapters, but it's the only way I can really write. However, as I owe you a lot for your nice reviews, I will do an abridged version once "No Angels" and the as yet unnamed sequel or second half of the story are both finished, with no spelling errors, corrected Grammar and some chapters rolled into one. I hope this suit you all!

I must also apologise for the mistake in chapter 17, "Dumbledore's suspicions" where I wrote Lily Potter instead of Lily Evans. Oops! Can you forgive me? (It will be corrected in the abridged version!)



Sex, Lies and a Changed Name



I didn't know what to do, what to say or how to act. I just sat silently next to Severus and lay my head on his shoulder. We just sat there for what seemed like a thousand infinities, until Dumbledore and Ed came into sight. We both stood up, and nearly fell back down at what I presume was the same thought. Who and How to tell Dumbledore.

He answered our question immediately.

"I believe that Miss Evans is seriously unwell?" he said in a grave, yet reassuring tone

We both nodded silently.

"Then I will wait here. I think she needs help more than I need to know what's wrong."

We both smiled in gratitude, and rushed into the hospital wing.

Madam Pomfrey made a huge fuss about Severus and Ed coming in, and we just about managed to convince her to let Severus stay, on account of his being the father. Ed had no hope, so he went to wait outside with Dumbledore. She still wouldn't let Severus behind the screen, where Lily was now drifting in and out of consciousness. In the end, he got so riled up that she forced a mild, short-term sedative that would last about half an hour down his throat. If anything happened and we needed to wake him up to say his goodbyes, it was easily done with an "ennervate" spell.

The only thing I could do was hold her hand. Madam Pomfrey was unable to stop the pain, and as it turns out, unable to save the baby. About 45 minutes later, when Severus was back in his right mind, it was all over. Lily was now still unconscious, but Madam Pomfrey was confident hat she would come round at some point within the next hour. I had been sitting there all this time with her hand firmly held in mine, without feeling anything but relief at her survival, but the moment I saw Severus step in from outside the curtain and sit at my side, I burst into a river of silver tears. He put his arm around me, and I realised he too was crying. Silently, tears were falling down his blanched face like waterfalls.

"We shouldn't be doing this. We should be here for Lily..." he said, making a vague attempt to stop the tears.

"We should. We mustn't hide what we feel, you especially, and if anything, tears let her know we care."

We both managed to pull ourselves together, and Madam Pomfrey came over to ask if it would be alright to allow "the Headmaster and some manic young" in. Ed came in, and looked straight at me with searching eyes. He looked across to Lily, and just sat on the other side of the bed, with his hand stroking her forehead, waiting for an answer.

Dumbledore walked in and sat down next to him, and looked solemnly towards Severus and myself.

"I have informed Lily's parents that she is ill, and they will be here tomorrow."

"Great. This gets better." Severus muttered under his breath.

Apparently, Dumbledore heard too. For the first time ever, I saw him look truly suspicious of us both. It was a frightening experience, and I could do nothing but will the ground to open up ad swallow us both.

"I still do not know what has happened to her, though, and I do not think her parents will be happy about that. So, which of you is going to tell me?"

I took a deep breath, and told him the whole story. Ed just gaped at me, and Sev occasionally looked up at something that suprised him. Dumbledore's expression didn't falter, and when I had finished, he just nodded.

"You are a good friend, Miss Bolovnik. If I can remember anything about your father, it was that he was loyal to all his friends, above anything."

"What?" Ed looked a little confused at the use of my Romanian surname.

"Professor," I mumbled quietly "its Montague now. It has been since I came to Hogwarts."

" I think that now is the time for you to start telling your story the correct way around, don't you?"