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Lily's Lake
Chapter 22
As told by Violet Evans
The train was speeding through the woods on its way to Hogwarts. My friends sat in the compartment with me. Summer was doing last minute homework. Annie and Addie were playing chess, and I was flipping through one of my schoolbooks, bored.
"Vi, can you help me with this? I can't remember the signifgance of the Goblin Rebellion," Summer said.
"Maybe you should do it at home, since it is homework, and then you wouldn't need help," Addie suggested.
"Oh, Addie, come off it. Not everyone is as naturally talented as you," Summer answered.
Annie and I started laughing.
The lights started blinking on and off, until finally turning off and plunging us into darkness.
"Ow! Addie, you're on my foot!" Annie cried.
"What's going on?" Summer asked.
"I don't know. I'll go see if anyone knows what's happening," I volunteered, and opened the door.
There were shrieks up and down the train. I couldn't see where I was going, and I bumped into the walls of the train countless times.
I saw a light ahead, and it grew steadily closer. It was a wand light.
"What's going on?" I called.
A robed figure was holding the wand. I couldn't see the face, but I could feel the cold breath. A hand reached out for me, and the hood fell off. I reckognized the face from a poster I had seen in Diagon Alley, a wanted poster.
"OH MY GOD, HELP!" I screamed.
"Shut up, silly girl!" the cold voice whispered.
"HELP! SUMMER! ANNIE! ADDIE!" I screamed.
They heard me, and their call came, "Vi? What is it? What's wrong?"
I wanted to answer, but a hand gripped my mouth shut. The hand was ice cold. I heard someone whisper, "Stupefy!"
I felt dizzy, and slowly, felt myself crumble into his cold arms.
* * *
The next morning
As told by Lily Evans
"Hey, Lil, there's this owl outside for you," Anya said, shaking me awake.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Owl. Window. You," Anya said.
I looked at the clock. It was eight o'clock.
"Oh, I'm late for work! Dang it! Dang it!" I cried.
"Lil! Lil! LILY EVANS! It's Saturaday," Anya said, then added, "And I think the owl is getting a bit restless."
I went into the kitchen window and opened it. The owl flew in, dropped a letter and flew away. It had the Hogwarts Crest on it.
I opened it, and felt my legs collapse.
"Lils! Lils, what's wrong?" Netta cried, coming over and helping me up.
My breath was shaky. I stared at the letter on the floor, which had fallen when I collapsed.
"It's Vi. She didn't make it to Hogwarts. Something happened, and she disappeared on the Hogwarts Express," I whispered.
"What?" Andrea asked, picking up the letter and reading it.
"Oh my God. It's true," Anya whispered, reading over her shoulder.
"How can she not make it to Hogwarts?" Netta asked.
"This said the lights went out, and Vi told her friends she was going to go see what was wrong, and they heard her yelling for help. When they went to find her, she was gone," Andrea answered.
"I have to go see Aunt Lucy," I said, and stummbled towards the fireplace.
"Be careful!" my friends called.
"I don't like this, not at all. I have a feeling Vi didn't just disappear," I heard Anya whisper as I threw the powder in the fire, and spun off.
* * *
Somewhere else
"Make sure she is secured tightly, Wormtail," the cold voice said.
"Yes, Master," Wormtail answered.
A small girl lay on the floor, her head hung and red hair pouring down. Her breathing was slow and shallow. She was unaware of anything around her, stunned.
"What now, Master?" Wormtail asked.
"We wait. She will come, with him right behind her," the cold voice answered, grinning. "A perfect plan."
* * *
Aunt Lucy didn't know anything either. When I got back the apartment was quiet. I lay down on the couch and tried to think. She's ok; she has to be ok.
My thoughts were interuppted by and owl tapping on the window. I opened the window, and it flew in and dropped a letter.
"Not another one," I thought.
I picked it up and read it through. "Miss Evans, we have your sister in our possesion. Come and claim her. Apparate to this place, and you will find her. Signed, The Dark Lord."
Oh God. Oh God. OH MY GOD. OH. MY. GOD. He had her! I looked at the place it told me to Apparate to.
"It could be a trap," part of me said.
"Yeah, but my sister's there, and I have to help her," the other part said.
I closed my eyes. I had to go. I had to.
In my concentration I dropped the paper, but Apparated before I could pick it up.
* * *
As told by James Potter
A second later
"Her sister just disappeared?" Sirius asked.
"Yeah, that's what the letter said. We think it might have been... you know what we mean..." Andrea said.
Anya, Andrea, Netta, Sirius, Remus, and I walked up the stairs to the girl's apartment. We opened the door.
"She's probably not back from her Aunt's house yet," Anya said.
"Is this the letter?" Remus asked, picking up a letter from the kitchen floor.
"Yeah, that's the one," Netta answered.
"Then what's that one?" I asked, pointing to one resting on the living room floor, right next to the couch.
"I don't know," Andrea answered, confused.
I went over and picked it up, reading it.
"Oh, God. She went after him," I whispered.
"Went after who?" Anya asked.
She took the letter from my hands and read it, with everyone else reading over her shoulder.
"Oh, God," Netta whispered.
That was the only sound in the room.
"I have to go after her," I said, finally.
* * *
Same time
As told by Lily Evans
I landed with a thud on the ground. I was in some heavy woods. It was dark out, and there was a trail of torches leading to a circle lit by torches as well.
I took a deep breath, stood, and started walking. I walked into the circle and heard a voice behind me.
"Well well well, Miss Evans, just on time," the cold voice said.
I spun around. The speaker was sitting in a chair, waiting. I pulled together my courage and yelled, "Where's my sister?"
"Don't worry, Miss Evans, she's still alive, barely," the cold voice- who I presumed was none other than Voldmort- said.
He motioned to the other side of the circle. I looked. My sister lay on the ground, face down. Her arms and legs were tied to ropes, and tied to trees. I gasped.
"Violet!" I cried, and ran over to her.
I picked her up and felt her breath.
"Let her go! Right now!" I yelled.
"Don't worry, I'll rouse her. I think she'd like to see her sister's death, don't you?" he asked.
He pointed his wand at Vi and said, "Ennervate!"
Vi sat up, her eyes opening.
"Lily? What are you doing here? Where am I?" Vi asked, in a small whispery voice.
"Vi, don't worry, I'm going to get you out of her, OK?" I asked.
"Where am I, Lily? What's going on?" Vi asked again.
She looked at Voldemort.
"You! You took me away from my friends! What do you want with me? Let me go!" Vi yelled, trying to break the ropes.
"Vi, let me handle this ok, then I'll get you out," I whispered.
"Miss Evans, are you ready to die?" Voldemort called.
* * *
Same time
As told by James Potter
"We have to go after her!" Anya cried. "She could be hurt, or even worse..."
I looked down at the letter in my hand. "It has directions on it. No, wait, the stuff, it's fading!"
"What?" Sirius asked.
"The ink, it just disappeared!" I answered.
Anya snatched the letter from my hand.
"Oh God," Netta whispered, falling onto the couch. "What are we going to do? We can't just leave Lil alone!"
"Dumbledore. Someone go tell Dumbledore. He'll know what to do," Andrea said. "I can go, I can Apparate to Hogsmeade, and run to the castle."
"I'll go with you," Remus volunteered.
"Hurry," Anya agreed.
So Andrea and Remus Apparated away, and the rest of us just kinda stood around, not knowing what to do.
"This is insane! We should be doing something!" Anya yelled.
"There's nothing much we can do, Anya! She's somewhere and we don't know where! What do you expect us to do?" Netta cried.
"I don't know! I just hate standing around here while she could be..." Anya started.
The room was deathly silent. Anya couldn't add the last word "dieing".
"Please, Lil, don't die," I whispered.
* * *
Same time
As told by Albus Dumbledore
I was sitting in my office, going over some paperwork, when my office door opened and Netta Prewett and Remus Lupin ran in, out of breath.
"What's going on?" I asked, standing up.
"It's... Voldemort! He... kidnapped... Violet Evans!" Netta Prewett started, but had to stop to breathe.
"He sent Lily a letter, sir! Lily went after him, and when we tried to follow the directions disappeared! We came to get you!" Remus Lupin finished.
"Let me get my cloak," I answered.
* * *
As told by Lily Evans
"I said are you ready to die, Miss Evans?" Voldemort asked.
"Lily! Don't fight him!" Vi cried from behind me, trying to break loose.
I stood up, my wand clutched in my arms. I was angry, really angry.
"I'll take that for a yes," Voldemort said, his strange face forming an evil kind of smile.
"You won't get me," I whispered.
"Is that a challenge? I love challenges. I accept your challenge. Let's see, me killing you against you escaping. Terrible odds, since, don't you know, very few escape from me," Voldemort answered.
"I've escaped, and so have my friends," I spat.
"Only because you had Dumbledore to rescue you. There is no one here to rescue you tonight," Voldemort replied.
He was right; there was no one here except him, Vi, and me. But I was dedicated on getting away, and taking Vi with me.
"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Helpless little Lily Evans who thinks herself too good to join the Dark Ranks. Huh, Miss Evans?" Voldemort asked.
I was silent.
"I asked you a question! Answer me! Imperio!" he yelled, pointing his wand at me.
Answer the question! Tell me you think yourself to good to join me and my followers.
My mouth opened to answer. But I shut it. This man had killed the people I love. I will never lower myself.
"I won't answer you!" I cried.
"You won't, then? Let's see if I can force it out of you, with pain. Crucio!" he yelled.
Everything was on fire. I was in pain. I collapsed to my knees, trying not to scream.
"LILY!" I heard Vi scream.
"Shut up, girl!" Voldemort barked.
"Leave...her... alone," I told him, through the pain.
"So, you deal with pain as well, do you? Well, how about a duel? I need practice," Voldemort said.
The pain stopped as he removed the curse. I picked up my wand, and straightened myself. I glared at him.
"You do know how to duel, don't you? I do need a rather worthy apponent, but, as you should know, no one is a worthy apponent any more," he said, then laughed.
His laugh was high and evil, just like the rest of him. I glared at him, and whispered, "Vi, stand up."
"But, Lily, I can't," Vi whispered.
"Try, then, just try, and get ready to run, OK?" I asked.
"Ok, Lily, I'll try," Vi answered.
"Ready yet, Miss Evans? Bow to me, then," Voldemort ordered.
I just barely did a bow, watching him the whole time. He raised his wand, and a smile snarled on his lips. I didn't even have time to raise my wand and do anything before I was on the ground, my breath shaky, deep in pain. He had used the Cruciatus Curse again.
"LILY! LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE!" Vi yelled, pulling at her ropes and trying to pull lose. "LILY! LEAVE HER ALONE!"
Voldemort turned on Vi. I looked up and saw his smile fade to a look of utter hate.
"How many times do I have to tell you to stay quiet?" he roared.
"I told you to leave my sister alone!" Vi yelled, and spat at his robes, "You're a disgrace to wizards everywhere!"
"Say that again," he snarled.
"I told you that you're a disgrace to wizards everywhere!" Vi yelled at him again, her face red with anger.
"Crucio!" he yelled.
Vi sunk to the ground, in pain. But my pain was now released. I was frozen in place.
"VI!" I screamed.
"Shut up, you silly girl!" Voldemort said, turning on me.
"Leave her alone! She's never done anything to you!" I yelled.
"I told you to shut up!" Voldemort screamed.
"And I told you to leave her alone!" I answered.
"You know what, she deserves it, and so do you," he whispered cruelly, and turned away.
He raised his wand at Vi. She had gathered enough strength to stand and she was glaring at him. I knew what was coming. Tears starting forming in my eyes.
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort roared, his wand pointed at Vi.
There was a flash of green light and I watched my little sister's body collapse, words forming on her lips, "Run, Lily..."
"VI!" I screamed.
Voldemort stood there laughing, and telling himself, "No one insults Lord Voldemort with out paying."
I stood and ran at him, and tackled him to the ground.
"When wizarding ways fail, do the muggle way, fight," I whispered, ground dirt into his face.
"Get off me, you silly girl! You don't know who you're dealing with!" he yelled.
"Yes I do! A coward! You're a coward! You killed my family!" I screamed, and straightened.
I started kicking him.
"This is for Mum and Dad!" I yelled, kicking him again, "This is for Vi!" Kick. "This is for Jenna!" Kick. "This is for Amanda!" Kick. "This is for friends and what you've put us through!" Real hard kick. "This is for everyone out there!" Very hard kick. "And this, this one is for me!" The hardest kick of the lot landed straight on his face.
He was stunned for a moment. Before he could move I pointed my wand at Vi's tieings. They released her, and I ran over and scooped up her body.
"So long, Coward," I whispered, just as he was standing, and Apparated away.
* * *
As told by James Potter
We were still in the apartment, worried.
"What's taking Andrea and Remus so long? They should be here by now!" Anya cried.
There was a swosh sound, and Lily apparated in the room. In her arms was a small body with red hair.
"Lily!" we cried, standing.
She was crying, and dirty and tired. She looked like she was about to collapse.
"He killed Vi," she whispered, then collapsed in a heap.
* * *
As told by Lily Evans
The sunlight hit my eyes, and I woke up. I rolled over in bed. I didn't want to get up. Today was the day of the funeral, my little sister's. Weren't little sisters supposed to out-live their older sisters?
"Come on, Lil, you have to get up," Anya said, sitting on her bed next to mine.
"Leave me alone, Anya," I whispered.
"Ok," Anya whispered, and left the room.
I remembered the night I returned with Vi's body. I had collapsed, and woken up a few hours later, with Dumbledore and all my friends standing over me. I told them everything that had happened. I had started crying.
Mum, Dad, Vi, all of the family I loved so much, was dead. All I had left was Petunia, who hated me. They were all dead. Mum, Dad, both of them, dead. Vi, dead as well. All three of them were dead, because of me. Because of me. Voldemort had come to our house after me, but had killed Mum and Dad instead. Voldemort had kidnapped Vi so he could get to me, and had killed her because of me. It was all my fault.
"Lil, you can't just stay in this room you're whole life. You have to get out, and you have to go to Vi's funeral, it's only right," Anya said, coming back in.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone," I told her.
"You did, but I'm your friend, and I don't leave you alone, not when you need our help," Anya said.
"It's my fault, Anya, it's all my fault that Mum, Dad, and Vi are dead. They wouldn't be if I didn't exist! I wish I was never born!" I cried.
"You know, it's not your fault at all. In most part, it was their fault if it was anyone's fault. It was their choice. Your Mum and Dad made the choice of keeping you and loving you even after you became a witch, and Vi made the choice to keep loving you, even when it became dangerous. She also made the choice to be brave. Violet died being brave, she died loving you, because you were her sister, and in any form, she would have loved you no matter what. It's not your fault," Anya told me, sitting down on my bed.
"Yes it is. If I hadn't been born none of this would have happened. Maybe if I had done soemthing differently..." I started.
"You know what, I believe that no matter what you do the outcome will always be the same. It's how it's meant to be, it's destiny. And this is all part of some great plan. Besides, Lil, you did everything perfectly, you can't do anything differently," Anya said.
"I must have done something wrong, because Mum, Dad, and Vi are all dead!" I cried.
"Tell me, then, what did you do wrong? Was it when you refused Voldemort? Or when you escaped from him and his followers? Is that what you did wrong?" Anya asked.
"I don't know..." I started.
"Because if that is what you think you did wrong, you are really crazy. You did the right thing when you refused him and his evil ways. And you lived no matter how many times he had it in for you. You did all that right. You didn't do anything wrong, nothing. If you think that is what you did wrong, you're wrong," Anya told me sternly.
"Then why is everyone dead?" I asked.
"I don't know, but all I do know is it's not your fault. It's no one's fault but Voldemort's. It is his fault that your family's dead, not your's," Anya said. "So, are you going to get up and go or not?"
"I guess I'll go," I whispered.
"Good," Anya answered.
Author's Note- That was really short, I know. But I don't think I made anyone cry, but I couldn't get that going. I probably would have if I could find a song to go along with it, but, obviously I didn't find one. So, I hope you like it. No, I'm not putting any "I won't post again until you..." because I've decided they are stupid (sorry to everyone out there who uses them). But I'll shut up and start writing the next chapter. There's about ten more chapters left (give or take a few) and then the sequel. I realize lots of you down to earth people won't like the sequel, but when it comes out give it a try! So, review now that you've read.
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Lily's Lake
Chapter 22
As told by Violet Evans
The train was speeding through the woods on its way to Hogwarts. My friends sat in the compartment with me. Summer was doing last minute homework. Annie and Addie were playing chess, and I was flipping through one of my schoolbooks, bored.
"Vi, can you help me with this? I can't remember the signifgance of the Goblin Rebellion," Summer said.
"Maybe you should do it at home, since it is homework, and then you wouldn't need help," Addie suggested.
"Oh, Addie, come off it. Not everyone is as naturally talented as you," Summer answered.
Annie and I started laughing.
The lights started blinking on and off, until finally turning off and plunging us into darkness.
"Ow! Addie, you're on my foot!" Annie cried.
"What's going on?" Summer asked.
"I don't know. I'll go see if anyone knows what's happening," I volunteered, and opened the door.
There were shrieks up and down the train. I couldn't see where I was going, and I bumped into the walls of the train countless times.
I saw a light ahead, and it grew steadily closer. It was a wand light.
"What's going on?" I called.
A robed figure was holding the wand. I couldn't see the face, but I could feel the cold breath. A hand reached out for me, and the hood fell off. I reckognized the face from a poster I had seen in Diagon Alley, a wanted poster.
"OH MY GOD, HELP!" I screamed.
"Shut up, silly girl!" the cold voice whispered.
"HELP! SUMMER! ANNIE! ADDIE!" I screamed.
They heard me, and their call came, "Vi? What is it? What's wrong?"
I wanted to answer, but a hand gripped my mouth shut. The hand was ice cold. I heard someone whisper, "Stupefy!"
I felt dizzy, and slowly, felt myself crumble into his cold arms.
* * *
The next morning
As told by Lily Evans
"Hey, Lil, there's this owl outside for you," Anya said, shaking me awake.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Owl. Window. You," Anya said.
I looked at the clock. It was eight o'clock.
"Oh, I'm late for work! Dang it! Dang it!" I cried.
"Lil! Lil! LILY EVANS! It's Saturaday," Anya said, then added, "And I think the owl is getting a bit restless."
I went into the kitchen window and opened it. The owl flew in, dropped a letter and flew away. It had the Hogwarts Crest on it.
I opened it, and felt my legs collapse.
"Lils! Lils, what's wrong?" Netta cried, coming over and helping me up.
My breath was shaky. I stared at the letter on the floor, which had fallen when I collapsed.
"It's Vi. She didn't make it to Hogwarts. Something happened, and she disappeared on the Hogwarts Express," I whispered.
"What?" Andrea asked, picking up the letter and reading it.
"Oh my God. It's true," Anya whispered, reading over her shoulder.
"How can she not make it to Hogwarts?" Netta asked.
"This said the lights went out, and Vi told her friends she was going to go see what was wrong, and they heard her yelling for help. When they went to find her, she was gone," Andrea answered.
"I have to go see Aunt Lucy," I said, and stummbled towards the fireplace.
"Be careful!" my friends called.
"I don't like this, not at all. I have a feeling Vi didn't just disappear," I heard Anya whisper as I threw the powder in the fire, and spun off.
* * *
Somewhere else
"Make sure she is secured tightly, Wormtail," the cold voice said.
"Yes, Master," Wormtail answered.
A small girl lay on the floor, her head hung and red hair pouring down. Her breathing was slow and shallow. She was unaware of anything around her, stunned.
"What now, Master?" Wormtail asked.
"We wait. She will come, with him right behind her," the cold voice answered, grinning. "A perfect plan."
* * *
Aunt Lucy didn't know anything either. When I got back the apartment was quiet. I lay down on the couch and tried to think. She's ok; she has to be ok.
My thoughts were interuppted by and owl tapping on the window. I opened the window, and it flew in and dropped a letter.
"Not another one," I thought.
I picked it up and read it through. "Miss Evans, we have your sister in our possesion. Come and claim her. Apparate to this place, and you will find her. Signed, The Dark Lord."
Oh God. Oh God. OH MY GOD. OH. MY. GOD. He had her! I looked at the place it told me to Apparate to.
"It could be a trap," part of me said.
"Yeah, but my sister's there, and I have to help her," the other part said.
I closed my eyes. I had to go. I had to.
In my concentration I dropped the paper, but Apparated before I could pick it up.
* * *
As told by James Potter
A second later
"Her sister just disappeared?" Sirius asked.
"Yeah, that's what the letter said. We think it might have been... you know what we mean..." Andrea said.
Anya, Andrea, Netta, Sirius, Remus, and I walked up the stairs to the girl's apartment. We opened the door.
"She's probably not back from her Aunt's house yet," Anya said.
"Is this the letter?" Remus asked, picking up a letter from the kitchen floor.
"Yeah, that's the one," Netta answered.
"Then what's that one?" I asked, pointing to one resting on the living room floor, right next to the couch.
"I don't know," Andrea answered, confused.
I went over and picked it up, reading it.
"Oh, God. She went after him," I whispered.
"Went after who?" Anya asked.
She took the letter from my hands and read it, with everyone else reading over her shoulder.
"Oh, God," Netta whispered.
That was the only sound in the room.
"I have to go after her," I said, finally.
* * *
Same time
As told by Lily Evans
I landed with a thud on the ground. I was in some heavy woods. It was dark out, and there was a trail of torches leading to a circle lit by torches as well.
I took a deep breath, stood, and started walking. I walked into the circle and heard a voice behind me.
"Well well well, Miss Evans, just on time," the cold voice said.
I spun around. The speaker was sitting in a chair, waiting. I pulled together my courage and yelled, "Where's my sister?"
"Don't worry, Miss Evans, she's still alive, barely," the cold voice- who I presumed was none other than Voldmort- said.
He motioned to the other side of the circle. I looked. My sister lay on the ground, face down. Her arms and legs were tied to ropes, and tied to trees. I gasped.
"Violet!" I cried, and ran over to her.
I picked her up and felt her breath.
"Let her go! Right now!" I yelled.
"Don't worry, I'll rouse her. I think she'd like to see her sister's death, don't you?" he asked.
He pointed his wand at Vi and said, "Ennervate!"
Vi sat up, her eyes opening.
"Lily? What are you doing here? Where am I?" Vi asked, in a small whispery voice.
"Vi, don't worry, I'm going to get you out of her, OK?" I asked.
"Where am I, Lily? What's going on?" Vi asked again.
She looked at Voldemort.
"You! You took me away from my friends! What do you want with me? Let me go!" Vi yelled, trying to break the ropes.
"Vi, let me handle this ok, then I'll get you out," I whispered.
"Miss Evans, are you ready to die?" Voldemort called.
* * *
Same time
As told by James Potter
"We have to go after her!" Anya cried. "She could be hurt, or even worse..."
I looked down at the letter in my hand. "It has directions on it. No, wait, the stuff, it's fading!"
"What?" Sirius asked.
"The ink, it just disappeared!" I answered.
Anya snatched the letter from my hand.
"Oh God," Netta whispered, falling onto the couch. "What are we going to do? We can't just leave Lil alone!"
"Dumbledore. Someone go tell Dumbledore. He'll know what to do," Andrea said. "I can go, I can Apparate to Hogsmeade, and run to the castle."
"I'll go with you," Remus volunteered.
"Hurry," Anya agreed.
So Andrea and Remus Apparated away, and the rest of us just kinda stood around, not knowing what to do.
"This is insane! We should be doing something!" Anya yelled.
"There's nothing much we can do, Anya! She's somewhere and we don't know where! What do you expect us to do?" Netta cried.
"I don't know! I just hate standing around here while she could be..." Anya started.
The room was deathly silent. Anya couldn't add the last word "dieing".
"Please, Lil, don't die," I whispered.
* * *
Same time
As told by Albus Dumbledore
I was sitting in my office, going over some paperwork, when my office door opened and Netta Prewett and Remus Lupin ran in, out of breath.
"What's going on?" I asked, standing up.
"It's... Voldemort! He... kidnapped... Violet Evans!" Netta Prewett started, but had to stop to breathe.
"He sent Lily a letter, sir! Lily went after him, and when we tried to follow the directions disappeared! We came to get you!" Remus Lupin finished.
"Let me get my cloak," I answered.
* * *
As told by Lily Evans
"I said are you ready to die, Miss Evans?" Voldemort asked.
"Lily! Don't fight him!" Vi cried from behind me, trying to break loose.
I stood up, my wand clutched in my arms. I was angry, really angry.
"I'll take that for a yes," Voldemort said, his strange face forming an evil kind of smile.
"You won't get me," I whispered.
"Is that a challenge? I love challenges. I accept your challenge. Let's see, me killing you against you escaping. Terrible odds, since, don't you know, very few escape from me," Voldemort answered.
"I've escaped, and so have my friends," I spat.
"Only because you had Dumbledore to rescue you. There is no one here to rescue you tonight," Voldemort replied.
He was right; there was no one here except him, Vi, and me. But I was dedicated on getting away, and taking Vi with me.
"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Helpless little Lily Evans who thinks herself too good to join the Dark Ranks. Huh, Miss Evans?" Voldemort asked.
I was silent.
"I asked you a question! Answer me! Imperio!" he yelled, pointing his wand at me.
Answer the question! Tell me you think yourself to good to join me and my followers.
My mouth opened to answer. But I shut it. This man had killed the people I love. I will never lower myself.
"I won't answer you!" I cried.
"You won't, then? Let's see if I can force it out of you, with pain. Crucio!" he yelled.
Everything was on fire. I was in pain. I collapsed to my knees, trying not to scream.
"LILY!" I heard Vi scream.
"Shut up, girl!" Voldemort barked.
"Leave...her... alone," I told him, through the pain.
"So, you deal with pain as well, do you? Well, how about a duel? I need practice," Voldemort said.
The pain stopped as he removed the curse. I picked up my wand, and straightened myself. I glared at him.
"You do know how to duel, don't you? I do need a rather worthy apponent, but, as you should know, no one is a worthy apponent any more," he said, then laughed.
His laugh was high and evil, just like the rest of him. I glared at him, and whispered, "Vi, stand up."
"But, Lily, I can't," Vi whispered.
"Try, then, just try, and get ready to run, OK?" I asked.
"Ok, Lily, I'll try," Vi answered.
"Ready yet, Miss Evans? Bow to me, then," Voldemort ordered.
I just barely did a bow, watching him the whole time. He raised his wand, and a smile snarled on his lips. I didn't even have time to raise my wand and do anything before I was on the ground, my breath shaky, deep in pain. He had used the Cruciatus Curse again.
"LILY! LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE!" Vi yelled, pulling at her ropes and trying to pull lose. "LILY! LEAVE HER ALONE!"
Voldemort turned on Vi. I looked up and saw his smile fade to a look of utter hate.
"How many times do I have to tell you to stay quiet?" he roared.
"I told you to leave my sister alone!" Vi yelled, and spat at his robes, "You're a disgrace to wizards everywhere!"
"Say that again," he snarled.
"I told you that you're a disgrace to wizards everywhere!" Vi yelled at him again, her face red with anger.
"Crucio!" he yelled.
Vi sunk to the ground, in pain. But my pain was now released. I was frozen in place.
"VI!" I screamed.
"Shut up, you silly girl!" Voldemort said, turning on me.
"Leave her alone! She's never done anything to you!" I yelled.
"I told you to shut up!" Voldemort screamed.
"And I told you to leave her alone!" I answered.
"You know what, she deserves it, and so do you," he whispered cruelly, and turned away.
He raised his wand at Vi. She had gathered enough strength to stand and she was glaring at him. I knew what was coming. Tears starting forming in my eyes.
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort roared, his wand pointed at Vi.
There was a flash of green light and I watched my little sister's body collapse, words forming on her lips, "Run, Lily..."
"VI!" I screamed.
Voldemort stood there laughing, and telling himself, "No one insults Lord Voldemort with out paying."
I stood and ran at him, and tackled him to the ground.
"When wizarding ways fail, do the muggle way, fight," I whispered, ground dirt into his face.
"Get off me, you silly girl! You don't know who you're dealing with!" he yelled.
"Yes I do! A coward! You're a coward! You killed my family!" I screamed, and straightened.
I started kicking him.
"This is for Mum and Dad!" I yelled, kicking him again, "This is for Vi!" Kick. "This is for Jenna!" Kick. "This is for Amanda!" Kick. "This is for friends and what you've put us through!" Real hard kick. "This is for everyone out there!" Very hard kick. "And this, this one is for me!" The hardest kick of the lot landed straight on his face.
He was stunned for a moment. Before he could move I pointed my wand at Vi's tieings. They released her, and I ran over and scooped up her body.
"So long, Coward," I whispered, just as he was standing, and Apparated away.
* * *
As told by James Potter
We were still in the apartment, worried.
"What's taking Andrea and Remus so long? They should be here by now!" Anya cried.
There was a swosh sound, and Lily apparated in the room. In her arms was a small body with red hair.
"Lily!" we cried, standing.
She was crying, and dirty and tired. She looked like she was about to collapse.
"He killed Vi," she whispered, then collapsed in a heap.
* * *
As told by Lily Evans
The sunlight hit my eyes, and I woke up. I rolled over in bed. I didn't want to get up. Today was the day of the funeral, my little sister's. Weren't little sisters supposed to out-live their older sisters?
"Come on, Lil, you have to get up," Anya said, sitting on her bed next to mine.
"Leave me alone, Anya," I whispered.
"Ok," Anya whispered, and left the room.
I remembered the night I returned with Vi's body. I had collapsed, and woken up a few hours later, with Dumbledore and all my friends standing over me. I told them everything that had happened. I had started crying.
Mum, Dad, Vi, all of the family I loved so much, was dead. All I had left was Petunia, who hated me. They were all dead. Mum, Dad, both of them, dead. Vi, dead as well. All three of them were dead, because of me. Because of me. Voldemort had come to our house after me, but had killed Mum and Dad instead. Voldemort had kidnapped Vi so he could get to me, and had killed her because of me. It was all my fault.
"Lil, you can't just stay in this room you're whole life. You have to get out, and you have to go to Vi's funeral, it's only right," Anya said, coming back in.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone," I told her.
"You did, but I'm your friend, and I don't leave you alone, not when you need our help," Anya said.
"It's my fault, Anya, it's all my fault that Mum, Dad, and Vi are dead. They wouldn't be if I didn't exist! I wish I was never born!" I cried.
"You know, it's not your fault at all. In most part, it was their fault if it was anyone's fault. It was their choice. Your Mum and Dad made the choice of keeping you and loving you even after you became a witch, and Vi made the choice to keep loving you, even when it became dangerous. She also made the choice to be brave. Violet died being brave, she died loving you, because you were her sister, and in any form, she would have loved you no matter what. It's not your fault," Anya told me, sitting down on my bed.
"Yes it is. If I hadn't been born none of this would have happened. Maybe if I had done soemthing differently..." I started.
"You know what, I believe that no matter what you do the outcome will always be the same. It's how it's meant to be, it's destiny. And this is all part of some great plan. Besides, Lil, you did everything perfectly, you can't do anything differently," Anya said.
"I must have done something wrong, because Mum, Dad, and Vi are all dead!" I cried.
"Tell me, then, what did you do wrong? Was it when you refused Voldemort? Or when you escaped from him and his followers? Is that what you did wrong?" Anya asked.
"I don't know..." I started.
"Because if that is what you think you did wrong, you are really crazy. You did the right thing when you refused him and his evil ways. And you lived no matter how many times he had it in for you. You did all that right. You didn't do anything wrong, nothing. If you think that is what you did wrong, you're wrong," Anya told me sternly.
"Then why is everyone dead?" I asked.
"I don't know, but all I do know is it's not your fault. It's no one's fault but Voldemort's. It is his fault that your family's dead, not your's," Anya said. "So, are you going to get up and go or not?"
"I guess I'll go," I whispered.
"Good," Anya answered.
Author's Note- That was really short, I know. But I don't think I made anyone cry, but I couldn't get that going. I probably would have if I could find a song to go along with it, but, obviously I didn't find one. So, I hope you like it. No, I'm not putting any "I won't post again until you..." because I've decided they are stupid (sorry to everyone out there who uses them). But I'll shut up and start writing the next chapter. There's about ten more chapters left (give or take a few) and then the sequel. I realize lots of you down to earth people won't like the sequel, but when it comes out give it a try! So, review now that you've read.
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P.S. Heraclas, update your story!