What Dreams May Come
Princess Osiris
Teenage Summer
A/N: Okay, so Lily is going to be a punk throughout the whole story, so sue me! It's just how I've always imagined her. And maybe I'll tone her down as the story progresses. And just because she's punk doesn't mean that she's not smart.

Don't count on Lily and James belonging to me.

P/S: Thank you so much for all the kind reviews! They really help me when I'm feeling down!! You rock!!

Lily looked herself in the mirror. She was very different. James had invited her over and she was getting ready for him to show up and take her to his house. She wasn't the skinny little twelve year old that James had last seen. She had turned thirteen two days after the holiday began and had gotten her hair cut off. Almost all of her thigh length hair. It was now down to her chin, layered and cut to flip up. She was also wearing the clothes that her grandparents hated. Lily Evans was what you would call 'punk' over the holidays. She was wearing a mini red and black stripped skirt with a black studded belt draped around her hips. Her t-shirt was black and was frayed at the ends. And to top things all off, she had her knee length combat boots that were never properly tied. She also wore make-up for the first time. Her eyes were very smoky and she had pale lip stick on.

She took a breath and stepped back and looked at herself fully in the mirror. It would be the first time for her to meet his parents and she didn't want to look all punked out so she didn't die or streak her hair any foreign colors. It was just dark red. She pushed the door open and walked out of her room. Her grandparents were checked into a nursing home for the whole summer, despite there protest to this. She walked down the hall an into the living room and looked at her trunk with everything she needed. Since she was going to platform nine and three quarters with the Potters, she also had all of her school stuff with her.

She sat on her couch and put her feet up on the coffee table and looked around and then at the clock.

"Mum, please don't make me look stupid, I really like this girl." James said as they pulled up to a very large one story home. It was yellow with white trim and a beautiful garden on the right side.

"I would never do anything like that," Mrs. Potter said teasingly at her son. "Now how old is she? Did you say twelve?" Mrs. Potter asked getting out of the car that they owned.

"Thirteen," James mumbled. His dad's eyes got big, he didn't know how old Lily really was.

"What! She's just a child! You'll be seventeen in two weeks!" Mr. Potter almost yelled to the whole street. "Why can't you date someone who is in the same generation as you?" He added as the three of them stood on the door step. James knocked on the doorbell and almost instantly it opened to reveal a not so small Lily Evans. It had been three weeks since he'd seen her, but she had changed so much than he imagined. Her figure wasn't flat anymore, she must have been a C cup now apposed to her flat chest before.

"Hi, Lily," He said keeping his composure. She smiled at him as she gave I'm a quick kiss on the cheek. "These are my parents, Chailuck and Alan Potter," He aid introducing his parents.

"Hi, nice to meet you," She said, "Would you like to come in?" She asked. Chailuck eyed Lily's combat boots and thought that they belonged in the Vietnam Conflict.

"Oh, no thanks, we should really get going, I have a convention in Spain I have to go to in two hours," Alan said looking at his watch. Lily nodded her head as she and James went inside to get her trunk.

"Nice hair," He said as they lifted the trunk together. The Potters were already in the car waiting when they got to the car. Alan popped the trunk and James shoved it in. They got in the backseat and Alan started the car.

The car ride was uncomfortably quiet. Alan didn't mind the way Lily dressed, but his wife sure did. She would look in the rear view mirror and eye her and her t-shirt. Lily would catch this and she would smile politely and go back to mumbling with James.

Lily stared as they pulled up to James' house-well, mansion. It was made out of stone and had a very medieval feel to it. "Wow," She said as she stepped out of the car and took a better look of it.

"This castle has been in the family for over a thousand years," Alan told Lily. Lily looked and smiled at him. She noticed that he looked a whole lot like his son, except for his hair color.

The three of them went into the castle, along with a house elf that was caring Lily's trunk. "James, I think you can show Lily her room, I have to get ready with your father for the convention. His parents walked towards their right and Lily admired the hall. It was huge and it almost glowed.

"Your parents are so cool for letting you and me be here all alone." Lily said as she followed James and the house elf up the stairs.

"Not really, they're always out doing something else." James turned a corner and opened a door. The house elf placed Lily's trunk at the front of a queen sized bed and scampered away.

"Wow, it's gorgeous," Lily said looking around. The walls were a pale red wash with a window over the bed. On the other side of the room, there was an open door with a huge pool-like spa and shower.

"My room connects to the bathroom too," James said. Minutes later, a little house elf came by the door and looked at Lily with it's big blue eyes.

"Mrs. Potter is wanting to speak with Miss Lily!" The elf squeaked and looked at Lily. Lily looked at James and he nodded and she left James.

"I'll be in my room, Milia, could you bring her there when she's done?" The house elf nodded and look Lily's hand and hey went away.

The house elf knocked slightly on the door and it opened. Mrs. Potter was standing there in a beautiful ball gown with her hair up in a loose bun. "Ah, here you are," She said letting Lily in. She closed the door on the house elf, not even noticing that she was there. "Sit," She said pointing to a chair next to her own. Lily sat down with Mrs. Potter in front of a vanity.

"You can call me Chailuck," Mrs. Potter said smiling at Lily. "I want you to know that James has never invited a girl over, except Arabella, but they've always been just friends," Lily looked at Chailuck as she put on her make-up. "He really loves you doesn't he?" She asked Lily. Lily blushed slightly and nodded her head yes.

"And I really love him. I know that the age difference must bug you and all, but it's only four years, it's not that much," Lily finished.

"Yes, I know about age difference. My husband is nine years older than myself. I guess that I have to realize how much I don't want you and my son together, it won't make it happen," Chailuck confessed as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"I also think that you don't like the way I dress," Lily said looking intently at Chailuck. Chailuck shook her head and smiled.

"Yes, I'm not found of it, but I think over time I'll come to understand and except it," Chailuck looked Lily over as she stood up. "I hope that we can get along, I think you'll be around for quiet some time," Chailuck smiled and gave Lily a hug. "Well, we really should be on our way," Chailuck looked up at a clock. "I'll see you in two days," Lily left the room and found the house elf waiting for her.

"Hello," Lily said politely. The house smiled as she took Lily's hand and led the way to James' room in.

"James is awaiting for you," The elf said. Lily went into his room and saw that James was at his dresser, fumbling with something and didn't notice Lily coming in. He was at his dresser rolling his sleeves up. SHe noticed that he had changed out of his other clothes that he had been wearing when he picked Lily up and was now wearing a white collared shirt with dark blue pants.

He turned around and noticed that Lily was there. "Oh, hey, I have a little surprise for you." He said. "Go in your room and put the dress on. Come back and I'll take you to it," Lily raised an eyebrow and did as she was told. She walked through the bathroom and into her room. Laying on her bed was a navy blue sleeveless dress that filled out a tiny bit at the waist. It had a droopy neckline that looked as if it would show a little cleavege. She smiled at it and held it up.

"I hope he's gonna seduce me," Lily mumbled. She knew he would never do something like that, she was far to young, but hey, a girl can dream right? She took off her clothes and wiggled into the skin tight dress. "Good thing that this damn thing has leg room, she mumbled as she fumbled with the zipper. She looked at her feet and then to the combat boots and finally to a pair of shoes that looked as if they would kill her feet. Combat boots would be going on her feet.

She opened the door to James' room and found him sitting on his bed, writing on a memo pad. He stood up when he saw her and noticed that the combat boots were on. "You look beautiful, he said. "Now, one last thing," He picked up a peice of silk that was on his bed and placed it around her eyes and tied it in the back. "Don't want you peeking," James whispered into Lily's ear.

"What're you doing?" She giggled as he placed his hands on her shoulders. He began to walk with her in front of him. He took her down the stairs and out the doors. They were out on the moor and the sun was starting to set. He steered her to the left and into a forest on the grounds. "I hope you're not going to throw me in a lake or something like that," She stated. James maneuvered her into a small patch of green with a small waterfall and pond. In the middle a tiny blanket, a pic nic basket and two candles that illuminated the whole little area.

"Okay, now you can look," James pulled the blind fold from her eyes and Lily looked around at everything, from the picnic basket, to the small waterfall and pond.

"He is gonna seduce me!" She mumbled and smiled.

"Sorry Lily, not yet, that will be a task for another day," James said pulling her back onto him. She looked up at James who was looking at the small waterfall. "I would come here all the time when I was little. Sirius, Arabella and I had built a tree house over there" He pointed to his left, "But it fell down during a storm. "I haven't been here in years," James closed his eyes as Lily placed her small delicate hands over his grasp.

She slowly led both of them down onto the blanket. Lily sat in between James legs and sat back against him for support. She closed her eyes, just feeling him so close next to her fragile body.


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Lily's head hit her pillow slowly. She had fallen asleep on ther e way back from the woods. He had one of the house elf's put her pajama's on her, he didn't want to invade her personal space. He had laid her body slowly against the bed. He lifted the covers and placed them over her body. Her eyes squeezed shut and her fists clamped tight and she tossed. James stepped back and turned the lamp out and backed out of her room.

"No! Stop it!" She screamed. "I couldn't bare it!" Tears streamed down her face as she hunched over. Her hand was clasped onto a single rose, the thorns drawing blood from her veins, it trickling down her creamy skin. Her soft hair whipped across her face as she looked up. "No!" She reached out, the rose never leaving her hand.

"Give me the rose!" A man stood in front of her, a knife in one hand, and James in the other. His face looked like he was in pain. The man held him by the back of his neck, a finger pressed against the front of his throat.

"Will you let James go?" She asked. Her left foot slightly in front of her body. More blood spilled onto her light blue dress, Lily oblivious to this.

"Yes, just give me the rose," The man snarled at Lily. Lily looked at the rose, it's thorns still piercing through her skin. She outstretched her right hand that held it and gave it to the man. The man snatched it away from her, and plunged the knife into James' throat.

Lily sat up in her bed, her body drenched in sweat. She looked around, and realized that she was up. Tears wept over her eyes. She looked at her right hand, nothing. It was still fine, no blood or marks in sight. Her breath was still rapid and fast. She got out of her bed, and pushed the bathroom door open and walked through it, and then into James' room. He was sleeping, on his left side with his arm outstretched, almost like he wanted something. She went to the side of his bed and shook him awake. His eyes opened slowly and saw Lily over him, sweat slightly dripping over her red face.

"I had a nightmare," She said, her face full of concern. He sat up in his bed and scooted over and took some of the covers off so Lily could sit with him under the covers. She sat down and James swung the covers over her trembling body. Lily mugged as close as she could get to him and leaned her head against his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her body and held her close to him.

"About what?" He asked her as she dug her face into the material of his shirt. He brushed her hair with his hand, trying to coax an answer out of the young girl.

"You dying," She looked up at James, fear in her eyes. Her eyes were like crystals, holding the tears in, not wanting to let them go. James smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere soon," He told her, holding her head against his chest.

"Good," Lily said as she closed her eyes, falling asleep in James' grasp.

Lily awakened in the morning to find herself alone. She sat up and looked around James' room. She knew she had fallen asleep with him, she was in his bed. She looked out the window and thought that she had slept in through part of the day. She got out of his bed, yawned and went into her own room to change. She took out a pair of black loose fit Dickies, a white skin tight tank, and a tie with faces on them that said stuff like "Have a Nice Day". James would get a kick out of it. Se put them on, and put a pair of her red All-Star sneakers and went into the bathroom to fix her hair.

She curled her ends up and put some moose in her hair and she was out of the bathroom on her way down to the kitchen. She didn't find him there either, so she found her way to the back gardens. She went through rows and rows of red, pink and finally white roses. She walked to the end of the walkway and found herself in a white gazebo with green vines growing on it. She walked around it in circles and looked at the gardens from this slightly elevated point. "You like that?" James asked. His head rested on the floor of the gazebo and had some dirt on his face. Lily smiled and sat down on her knees in front of him. "Did you sleep okay? He asked brushing some of her red hair out of her face. Lily nodded.

"Yeah, I did," She said dreamily. "It just seemed to real and scary," She said as she hugged herself and looked far off into the forest that she was in last night. "I never really have nightmares anymore. I had them after mum and dad died, but they stopped," Lily looked down as the vivid pictures came back.

"But it was just a dream," James said He pulled himself up onto he floor of the gazebo. He held Lily as they watched the noon sun rise in the distance. "I love you Lily Evans,"
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See you soon!

Chapter 3 preview:

"Little girl?" The compartment door opened by the touch of Lily' s hands and she looked at Sirius hard. "I'm sorry you feel that way about me," She said. Sirius looked up and nearly feel over onto the seat next to him. This was no Lily Evans in front of him. It was Lily Mutant Evans. The nice girl that wore no make up that he knew of was now standing in front of them. She wore a black and red checkered mini skirt that was ripped in places they al wish it wasn't, and her hair...She had streaked it bright purple and green, leaving most of her hair red. She wore a black fitted tee with the British Flag plastered in a square.