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AN: Well, I'm keeping it coming, so you can't complain!

IMPORTANT TIMELINE NOTE!!!

IT IS NOW FEBUARY (in the fic)!! OKAY!! I've completely stuffed the timeline, I'm sure, but anyway. Can someone give me a rough starting point for the summer hols please?

Little Eagle

"Lile! Lile! Get over here!" A cruel voice hissed from an armchair, in a small study.

"Yes my lord. What do you wish my lord?" A woman entered the study, and curtsied to the armchair.
"Has there been any more luck in converting Slytherin students of my old school?" The voice sounded oddly found as he mentioned the school.

"No my lord. There are a few willing to serve us, but many are afraid, and some openly defy us."

"What of your daughter?"

"She is one of the most defiant." The woman's voice was tinged with sorrow.

"Pity. She would have made a good Death Eater."

"There is no hope?"

"No, Lile, there is no hope." The voice was gentle, soft. "You know what must be done."

"Yes my lord." The woman nodded, "To all those who defy you."

"You will summon the Death Eaters closest to Hogwarts. They will attack and kill whoever they find - making sure to kill your daughter."

"Yes my lord. Will I command these followers?"

"No. I will spare you that, Lile."

"Thankyou my lord."

"The new recruits will take part in this. If they are successful, they will be branded at the next meeting."

"How much notice shall we give them? There are still some who might betray us…"

"True, true, Lile." The voice seemed to consider it. "Let the message reach them as the Death Eaters approach the castle. Not even Dumbledore could set up defenses in that short a time, even if someone betrays us - if anyone would believe them. They do not consider me a big threat, Lile, but they will - very soon."

"Of course my lord. They will learn to fear you name. When shall this attack take place my lord?"

"Soon Lile, very soon… Valentines Day. It is appropriate."

"Yes my lord," The woman smiled. "Red hearts. Red blood."

"Exactly. You are ever my right-hand man, Lile."

"Woman, my lord. Woman."

"Ah, of course. How silly of me to forget."

"You are never silly, my lord."

"You are saddened, Lile."

"Yes my lord."

"Why, Lile?"

"My daughter. I do love her my lord, she is my only child…I do not want her to die."

"But you will follow my instructions?"

"Yes my lord. Always."

"Where is the child's father?"

"Dead."

"Did you love him?"

"Yes. But he opposed you."

"You love me more?"

"Yes my lord."

"You have only one child, you said?"

"Yes my lord. Soon I will have none."

"That is a pity, Lile. A woman should have children. Let us endeavor to gift you with one."

"Yes my lord." The woman smiled wickedly. "Let us indeed."

Lily yawned, and sat up in bed. It was Valentines Day, and there would be a Valentines Ball. She would, of course, be going with James -much to the envy of much of the female population of Hogwarts. It was also a Hogsmead day - not that that meant much, she and the other Marauders went whenever they felt like it.

"I suppose I'd better get some dress robes," Lily mumbled, and yawned again. She started to stretch, and her hand brushed against something hanging above her bed. She looked up and a rain of rose petals began. Lily smiled, then got out of bed.

As soon as she had showered and dressed she went downstairs, where she began to eat breakfast while waiting for James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. When James and Sirius entered the hall, they were instantly surrounded by girls clamoring to go to the ball with them. Lily fought her way through the girls and wrapped an arm around James.

"James, honey!" She squealed fakely, "it's soooo great to see my boyfriend." Some of the wiser students took the hint and left, but a few remained.

"He'll dump you eventually!" Patricia Morgan, threatened.

"Piss of, Prat." Lily smiled sweetly at her. "We all know you're just dying to get into the Guinness world records for sleeping with the most guys on the planet, but stick with your type. AKA, Professor Viston." There were outraged squeals from Patricia's friends, and laughs from the people who knew what the Guinness World Records were, and some from those who didn't.

"You're in a strange mood today, Lily-love." James commented, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"Valentines Day," Lily shrugged. "And those bloody bitches who won't leave you alone."

"I think you've sufficiently humiliated them for today," James said, steering her towards the breakfast table, where he was bombarded by owls carrying Valentines.
"THAT'S IT!" Lily snapped. She heaped the Valentines into a pile (bigger than her) onto the table, and climbed up next to her. She magnified her voice with a charm, and bellowed. "MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!" Everybody, including teachers, turned to look at her. "THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO THE VALENTINES THAT ARE SENT TO MY BOYFRIEND!" She shouted, and set the pile alight. "AND THE NEXT TIME ANYONE CRACKS ONTO HIM IT WILL HAPPEN TO THEM! SO LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

"Yeah! Leave me alone!" James shouted. "I'm taken!"

"Miss Evans! Mr. Potter!" McGonnagall hurried down, dousing the fire as she came.

"Have you finished claiming Mr. Potter as your own?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes sir." Lily blushed.

"Please, students, take care not to crack onto James Potter." Dumbledore said gravely. "It would be very hard to put you back together after you'd been set alight." There were quite a few laughs, and some clapping.

"Go Lily!" Aanni called from the Slytherin table, where she was glared at by her housemates.

"Are we going to Hogsmead today?" Sirius asked.

"Yep. I have to get some dress robes." Lily smiled, then a thought struck her.

"It means you are threatened by Voldemort." Dumbledore said. "But we all are. You are especially threatened. I can give you a charm to stop you dreaming… if you want."

"I have to talk to Dumbledore." She said hurriedly, before her friends could see how pale she was. "I'll meet you in the Three Broomsticks ."

"Okay," James said mystified as Lily hurried off.

"Professor! Professor!" Lily panted, as she scurried to keep up with him on his way back to his office.

"Yes, Miss Evans."

"You said a while ago, ages ago, after you heard what I had been dreaming about, that I was dreaming of Voldemort, and I was especially threatened."

"Yes."

"What did you mean?"

"I meant, Lily," Dumbledore said gravely, "that there will be great upheaval in the world due to Voldemort. There are some people who are so in tune with what's happening in the world that such upheavals could sake their life to bits. It does not mean you have any special powers, or that you are particularly sought out by Voldemort, but it does mean you will notice and be affected by things on a deeper level than those around you."

"Thank you, Professor." Lily smiled.

"You should go and join your friends in Hogsmead." Dumbledore smiled. They'll be waiting for you." He left Lily, and she all the way to Hogsmead.

"Hey Lily!" James called, as she entered the Three Broomsticks. "guess what I got you!"

"What?" Lily asked, sitting next to him.

"Dress robes! Hot pink!" James said, then collapsed in a fit of giggles at Lily's expression.

"Actually, they're white." Remus told her, as James attempted to stand up.

"What colour are yours, James?"

"Black." He shrugged.

Like a Bride and Groom, Lily thought.

Shut up. James doesn't want to get that serious, and neither do I.

Yes you do

Not yet, anyway.

"Excellent." Lily smiled. "Now, who's for Zonko's?"

Quiet a bit longer than they have been - about a thousand words. Yes, the Voldemort/Lile stuff was necessary. I don't think Voldemort was after the Potters because they were more powerful, I think he wanted revenge… dundundun…