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Dumbledore was sitting at his desk in his office. His face was grave and his eyes were missing their usual twinkle. There were a pile of papers in front of him, but he was not reading them. Instead, he was busy with a small letter, written in neat purple ink. It was signed Liliane Evans. Perhaps, he was wrong in asking her to use her real name again. Perhaps, she should have stayed as Elizabeth Locker. But, perhaps he really had done the right thing. Now, there were more pressing matters.

He had received an urgent letter from the Ministry regarding the actions of the Dark Lord. (A/N: Lol – how many times have you heard that phrase – 'an urgent letter from the Ministry'?) Apparently, the Dark Lord had reached a point where he would be unstoppable. Apparently, he was on the lookout for the rest of the Evans family.

Apparently, Lily's life is in danger again – as is her sister's. But – there is nothing I can do for that sister other than leave her to live with her aunt. But Voldemort is bound to find Lily… What can I possibly do?

Dumbledore sighed – for probably the first time in his life – and picked up Lily's letter again. He read a couple of lines over again.

"I was wondering if you had any information that you could give to me – such as when we met as little kids – that might help. Sorry to ask you for such an unimportant thing when you're busy, it's just that I keep thinking about the whole thing and it would be a weight off of my back, and James', I'm sure, if we could know just a little bit about our family history."

Then, it clicked in Dumbledore's mind. Things usually didn't click for Dumbledore; they usual just came to him naturally. But in times of stress, it was helpful to wait for things to come to you rather than hunt for them yourself. When in the darkness, you prefer the light bulb to come to you rather than look for it yourself.

Why not send Lily back? She could go back to live with the Potters – just as she did for two years after her parents died. He could explain to her that that was how she met James in the beginning. She had lived with him for a couple of weeks – instead of a couple of years – and therefore she had vivid memories of staying with him.

Hurriedly, Dumbledore pulled out a small sheet of parchment. He rummaged through the objects on his desk as he looked for a quill and a bottle of ink. Dipping the quill into the green ink, he headed the letter.

Dear Mr. William Potter –

I am sorry to a nuisance of you at such a time, especially when your job at the Ministry must be taking away a large amount of your time. However, I felt that I must look to you for yet another favor. I am sure you remember Miss Liliane Evans, especially since she had lived with you for two or so years after her parents had died. It is in reference to this incident that I am asking you for help once more.

As you must know, Voldemort has, apparently, reached the zenith of his reign over the Dark Side so far. Rumor has it that he is now looking for the rest of the Evans family – namely Lily herself. Therefore, I must ask of you if you are willing to take in this child once more. She and James have been acquainted – as they are both prefects, though of different houses – and they feel that they do, somehow, remember one another. I have justified their relationship by telling them that they are cousins. I do hope that you will not have a problem in my reasoning. And I greatly hope that you will allow Lily to stay with you during the summer holidays. Her sister will be provided for. It is Lily I am worried about.

One last request, before I end this letter, is that you do not let them know the truth about their true relationship. I shall tell Lily as close to the truth as possible, but I fear what may happen if they find out the truth. It may be good in some ways – but it may also be very disastrous to their welfare.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Professor Dumbledore looked over the letter with satisfaction. He wasn't one for writing very eloquently, but he supposed it would have to do. He just hoped that William Potter would agree to his requests. He folded the letter and slipped it into an envelope. He neatly printed Mr. Potter's address on the cover, and walked out of his office.

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"Rise and shine, Lily – honestly, wake up!" Mickey squealed.

"Five more minutes…" Lily groaned in response.

"Ooh, Lily – not again – and today we don't even have something to threaten you with to make you wake up!" Lauren said huffily with her hands on her hips.

"Who's threatening who?" said Dani groggily, having only just woken up herself.

"Dani, what's that weird charm you used to do?" Mickey said, grinning.

Dani's eyes lit up as she said, "Oh – that charm – the one with the word that sounds like 'rainbow' in it?"

"Yeah, the one you practiced on me. I was sore all over for a week…" Lauren said, wrinkling her nose.

"Jeez, you three sure know how to wake a person up!" Lily said, shaking her head and shutting their voices out as she pressed her palms to her ears.

"Ha – it worked! We woke you up! Oh yeah – we are the best!" Mickey said, jumping on Lily's bed making her bounce up and down.

"Aah – Mick – ey – stop – that – this – in – stant!" Lily squealed.

Apparently, Mickey didn't hear, so Lily grabbed her ankles instead, causing her to fall down on top of Lily with an awful bump. As if on cue, Laura jumped on top of them. To finish off, Dani sat on the very top.

"Ouch – grr, get off of me, will you?" Lily groaned with a slightly muffled voice. Her face was squashed against her pillow, after all.

"Um – maybe…" Dani said with a smile on her face.

"You've got to say the magic word first!" Mickey said, her eyes glinting.

"Oh, really – well, this should be interesting," Lauren said quietly. She knew Lily better than the other two, and it was no wonder that she was trying to get off of Mickey and as far away from the twins as possible.

"Okay then – Corpus Hydrosio!" Lily yelled as she pulled out her wand. In an instant, both Mickey and Dani were sitting with their eyes wide open with shock, as if a wave had just passed over them. Indeed, they felt that way too, for they were both dripping wet – their blond hair plastered to the sides of their face and their pajamas stuck to their bodies.

"I'm all wet! Honestly, Lily, couldn't you have thought of a better magic word to say, like, maybe, please?" Dani shrieked. "I'm soaked!"

"Well, will you get off of me, now?" Lily asked, as she tried to push the twins off.

"In a second – I just have one question for you," Mickey said with sudden inspiration.

"What's that?" Lily asked, as she finally succeeded in pushing them both off, much to Laura's amusement.

"Uh, we'll ask you later," Dani said, as she grabbed a towel from her trunk and started to dry out her hair.

"It's a pity you can't use Muggle appliances at Hogwarts. Hair dryers have got to be the most convenient inventions on the planet," Lily said, as she watched Dani and Mickey both struggle with their long hair and the small towels.

"Yeah, go ahead and rub it in," Mickey muttered as she rummaged in her trunk for a hair brush.

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"James, did you tell her?" Sirius said excitedly at the Gryffindor table.

"Yes, and she asked me the same thing Remus asked you," James replied, trying to avoid talking on that specific subject.

"And what was that?" Sirius asked.

He reached over to pour himself some pumpkin juice. However, almost immediately, a childish laughter rang through the Great Hall, causing Sirius to drop the pitcher as soon as he had picked it up. The rest of the juice-covered Marauders were all laughing, but Sirius was too busy hiding under the table.

The four Ravenclaws had walked in, all laughing. Mickey and Dani seemed to be cracking up more than the others – for both had flushed cheeks, and were nearly doubled over with laughter. Lily and Lauren were laughing too, but not nearly so much as the twins. It seemed as though Lily was the one telling the joke – or whatever it was that they were laughing about.

As Lily grinned at her friends, she caught sight of James and his friends at the Gryffindor table. She was about to wave at them, but decided not to as she noticed the look on Sirius' face. Before she could wonder why all four of them were covered from head to toe in pumpkin juice – and apparently were unaware of it – Dani dragged her over to the Ravenclaw table.

"Lily, you can't be serious," Mickey said, clutching her sides as if she were going to burst.

"I told you already – I'm serious about Sirius liking you – two," Lily said, grinning again. "James told me that twice, already," she added hastily as she sat down.

"Oh, I see. James told you, did he?" Dani asked, raising an eyebrow at her redhead friend.

"Yes – but what does that have to do with anything?" Lily asked, slightly confused.

"Oh – nothing…" the twins said in chorus.

Lily narrowed her eyes at them. None of the three said anything more on the topic, however, and so Lily sighed and started to eat her breakfast. She glanced once or twice at the Gryffindor table, but apparently, the Marauders had cleaned up their mess and were continuing to eat. Lily smiled as she saw Sirius look their way in search of the twins.

"Lily, will you help me with Arithmancy?" Lauren asked.

"You want me to help you in Arithmancy?" Lily asked in shock.

Lily may be the prefect out of the four, but Lauren was easily better at Arithmancy than Lily. Lily had only become a prefect on account for her excellent Charms and Defense grades. Those were her best and favorite subjects, though she wasn't very interested in taking up a job relating to either subject.

"Well, yeah – you seemed to understand whatever it was that Junker said. I was too busy – uh – doing other things…" Lauren muttered.

"Oh, really – and what might those things be?" Lily inquired suspiciously.

"I was working on my project for Advanced Transfiguration," Lauren said quickly, knowing Lily couldn't argue with that; Lily didn't take Advanced Transfiguration, and therefore had no proof that Lauren was lying.

"Oh, alright, I'll help you, but only after I've finished my own homework. Weekends can be so boring, sometimes, can't they?" Lily said, picking at the food on her plate.

"You didn't say that yesterday when you were with James," Dani said, grinning at her.

Lily rolled her eyes and answered, "Don't even go there."

"Come on, Lily – first, you don't' wake up, and now you're not even eating breakfast!" Mickey said.

She started piling more food on her plate, but Lily just pushed it away. Lauren picked up a spoonful of food from Lily's plate and started trying to feed her.

"Come on, Lils – open wide, now. Come on, let the broomstick fly through the tunnel…" she muttered teasingly.

"Lauren, I told you! I'm not hungry! Stop treating me as though I'm a baby!" Lily shrieked. She clamed down a little and said, "I think I'll just go for a walk or something – around the grounds. I'll work up the appetite…"

Lily walked away before any of her friends could stop her and ran out. She hadn't lied to them. But at the same time, she hadn't told them all of the truth. She hadn't yet told them anything about her dreams and memories – for Lily had been dreaming a lot too. Just last night, she had dreamt once more about the grand mansion and the strange black-haired boy…

Lily stopped in her tracks. Someone had called her name. She shut her eyes and muttered to herself, "No – this isn't a dream… this isn't a dream…"

She turned around slowly and opened her eyes. Almost immediately, she let out a sigh of relief. It was just Professor Dumbledore. Lily smiled at him expectantly. She thought he'd have an answer to her letter, but she was soon to find out that she was wrong.

"Ah, Miss Evans, just the young lady I was looking for," he said, smiling at her.

"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, did you –"

"Will you please see me in my office, Miss Evans – immediately?" he said, cutting her off.

"Oh, okay, Professor – um, if you say so…" Lily muttered. Did Professor Dumbledore think that their past was so secret that they had to talk about it in his office?

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A/N: Sorry that was so short – but we – that is, I – meaning, KoolKitty – was a bit short on creativity this time. But we hope you'll review all the same!