'Lord Voldemort.' Lily spat, a scowl slowly forming on her face.

  'Lord Voldemort.' He repeated in a tone a key higher than his own. 'Lovely to meet you, Miss Evans.

  'I wasn't quite sure you'd join us.'

  'Us?' Lily murmured to herself, but barely uttered the word by the time she figured it out. 'Your followers.'

  'You are a smart girl, Lily. Saved a couple of lives, have you?' He asked, moving closer and circling her.

 'I would rather say I spared a couple of lives.' Lily murmured. Lord Voldemort stopped in front of her.

   'And you are going to spare mine.' He hissed.

  'W-w-what?' Lily sputtered with a scowl.

  'See your boyfriend over there?' He asked, pointing a white, bony finger at the opposite side of the cave. She looked at him with a glance of longing that made Voldemort laugh. She snapped back into reality and nodded. 'You're not going to marry him.'

  Lily rolled her eyes. 'News flash. He isn't my boyfriend. And FYI, I wasn't going to marry him anyway.'

  Voldemort laughed bitterly. 'Oh, yes, you were. Otherwise I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of getting you here.'

  Lily looked alarmed. 'You aren't going to hurt James!'

  Voldemort laughed again, and his followers, whose presence Lily just noticed, followed in suit. 'That was the original plan, yes. Smart and bold you may be, Lily, dear, but you are one step behind me. You'd make a good Auror, you would.'

  Lily shook her head, perplexed. 'If not James, than who?'

  'If I wanted your dear boy toy, I'd have had him when his stepfather was one of my lackeys. Well, I suppose you are right, Lily, dear. My interest in your darling grew when your father's little prophecy was published, but then there was you! You have always competed with James for attention, haven't you?'

  He reached out and his hand was less than an inch away from her hair. She shivered.

  'And then some more interesting articles had been published and I asked my dear Severus what exactly was so special about you.'

  Lily spun around and found Severus instantly with her eyes. She glared at him.

   'Don't be mad at him, pet. He had to tell me. I had one of my assistants conjure something up. When he described the absolute perfection of you, I figured out you were what I needed.'

  'A key to get James in your grasp.' Lily spat.

  Lord Voldemort raised his hand, and the growing chill became a slight bit warmer. And then, he laughed.

  'You still don't get it, do you? I want you.'

  'In case you haven't noticed, I'm the desperate loser who is still after her first crush. Her crush of seven years. The one who's dated so many guys yet always comes back to her first crush.' Lily snapped, rolling her eyes.

  Voldemort laughed once more. 'Feisty one, aren't you? You know, you should be honored. You are the first and possibly only woman I will ask to be a Death Eater.'

  Lily gasped. 'WHAT?'

  'Lily, dearest, must I repeat everything? You are the key to everything- Killing off the Potter line and ensuring there are no heirs, keeping me alive and I'm sure you are quite excellent in the..'

  James woke up groggily and saw what seemed like fifty hooded figures dressed in black standing in front of him. He was on the ground, that was certain. And Lily- He could see her being talked to by another figure in black. A pale figure in black.

  'And I'm sure you are quite excellent in the--..'

  James covered his ears. He did not want that sentence uttered about Lily.

  'I will never join you. Not now, not ever.' Lily spat.

  Oh. It was Voldemort.

  'Not even if I laid a finger on your little boyfriend?' Voldemort said, teasing her.

  James pretended to be unconscious again. At least until he knew what was going on.

  'Leave.' Voldemort ordered. 'I do not want you to see how I overpower this young woman. It's rather…Just go.'

  'And Snape? Don't even think about touching Potter. He's mine.'

  'Your wand, Lily?'

  'I wouldn't give that to you if it cost me my life.' Lily snapped and she meant it.

  'I mean, get out your wand. We are going to duel.'

  Lily gulped, but then her eyes snapped. 'Oh, really?'

  'You are cowardly, you realize that?

  'Me? Cowardly? Lily, I do believe you have me mixed up with your boyfriend over there.'

  'He's not my boyfriend and he has more courage and chivalry than you ever had. And I would never mistake you for James.'

  'That's sweet, Lily, really. It is.'

  'You know, most people have regular emotions but all you have is hate.'

  'Hate is a very powerful thing.'

  'You know, you'd have a lot less stress if you just saw a therapist at St. Mungo's.'

  'Thank you for the suggestion. I rather like it this way.'

  'Don't blame me if you go nuts.'

  'I won't. You'll be dead.'

  'Dream on!'

  'I will.'

  'You are quite stubborn, you know that?'

  'Me? Stubborn? Lily, I do believe you have me mixed up with your boyfriend over there.'

  'He's not my boyfriend and he is so much more easygoing than you ever have been. And I repeat. I would never mistake you for James.'

 'Part of it has been about your darling. His aunt is rather feisty. But why not hit two birds with one stone, you know? Kill James, get you to join. If not, kill you, get James to join.'

  'Your logic is so off.'

  James tried to soak it in. There were curses flying everywhere, and the two people shouting them were Lily.. And Lord Voldemort? Normally, Lily would have run. Then what was she doing now?

  And what was he doing, acting like a coward? "Oy! Tom!"

  Lily turned around and she nearly cried with joy. And that's when Voldemort lunged at her, accidentally sending out a Dark Mark.

  'LILY!' James shouted, lunging at her and pulling her down. She was knocked unconscious. For all he knew, she was dead.