A/N: I'm so glad that everyone out there is enjoying my story! It means a lot to be accepted by great writers, such as your selves!

Disclaimer: Ugh, I hate this thing but here I go… I OWN NOTHING! Except for Viv, Gabby and this plot that kind of appeared in the last chapter!

Chapter Ten~ Depressing Reports

"Are you serious Albus?" a shocked Professor McGonagall asked as the Headmaster read the owl that had just been sent to him earlier.

Albus Dumbledore nodded solemnly, "The Evans' were attacked last night."

"She has no family then? None at all?"

"No, she still has her older sister. She was apparently out that night with some of her friends."

"When are we going to tell her?"

"I'll go see her in a few minutes, I doubt she's up yet," Dumbledore said, as it was four o'clock on a Friday morning.

* * * * * *

For one of the few times in his life, Dumbledore was wrong. Lily was actually sitting in her secluded room, looking out the window at the full moon. It was hard not to think about her family and the danger they were in. She was even worried about her dreadful sister, Petunia.

Knock. Knock.

"Lily, can we come in?" a voice whispered from the other side of the door.

"Yes," Lily said weakly.

"Hey girl," Gabby said as her and Vivian crept into the small room quietly. "How are you feeling?"

"Not well," Lily said, looking down at her covers. Both girls sat on either side of her on the bed.

"McGonagall told us about the mark," Vivian said sympathetically.

"I don't know what to do," Lily said, meeting their eyes. "I'm so scared for my family. I don't want them to die because of me."

"We'd give you the money Lils, you know that," Gabby said, "But we're not so tight in money either. I'm sorry. We're trying everything we can."

"I know," Lily said, smiling for the first time in days. "That's why you guys are my best friends."

The three girls hugged each other tight, vowing they would get through this somehow. None of them realizing what was going on down on the grounds.

* * * * * *

"You okay Prongs?" Sirius asked as him, James and Peter walked up towards Hogwarts Castle after a long night with their friend Remus.

"Yeah. Just thinking," James said, shrugging.

"Pensive Prongs," Peter said, grinning, and Sirius rolled his eyes.

"You're one corny guy, ya know that Wormtail?"

Peter smiled and they all continued walking.

"What's Lily going to do?" James blurted out.

"Ah, the root of the problem!" Sirius said smiling, "The one and only Miss Lily Evans, herself."

"Padfoot, she's in trouble! She's going to be attacked sooner or later if that mark doesn't come off her body," James said seriously.

"I know, Prongs," Sirius said, opening the door to the castle for his friends. "But what are we supposed to do?"

"I could always give her the money," James said shrugging.

"Prongs, you know you're mother would never let you do that!" Peter squeaked, "You know how she feels about Muggle Borns!"

"I know," James sighed, running a hand through his hair as they trooped up the stairs. "But Lily's a friend of mine. I can't just let her life fall apart like mine did."

Sirius and Peter looked at each other. James' father and sister had died just a year and a half ago from Lord Voldemort. James had been depressed for a good two months before his mother threatened to send him to a Wizard Psychiatrist.

"James," Sirius said, "You know you can't just save everyone who's in trouble. You're a great guy for trying but it's just not possible."

"Yeah, you just met Lily too," Peter said, "And it'd be different if you were going with her or something, but you're not!"

"I want to, though," James stage whispered. "I can't help thinking about her every minute, of every fucking day! You have no clue how it feels to want something that you can't have. Lily's everything to me! She's been everything since I first saw her blow up her potion in First Year!"

And with that, James ran all the way to Gryffindor tower.

"The guy's got it bad," Sirius said shocked as him and Peter watched their friend go.

"The only question is, does she feel the same way?" Peter asked.

"Probably," Sirius said, grinning. "We've all seen the way she looks at him."

* * * * * *

"Miss Evans, may I speak with you?" Dumbledore said around eight o'clock, only a few hours before had Lily been visited by her friends.

"Sure, Headmaster," Lily said.

Nodding, Dumbledore took a seat in the chair by Lily's bed.

"Miss Evans, early this morning I was sent an owl," Dumbledore said, meeting the young girls eyes. 'It's never easy telling them their parents are dead. That they'll never see them again when the go home. That they won't be there on the day of their graduation from Hogwarts like other parents will.' "Lily, your parents were killed early this morning."

Lily's eyes became wide and immediately she turned as pale as new fallen snow.

"Ar-are you sure? W-what about the letter that would warn them? You sent the letter, right?" Lily cried, not being able to control her dignity around the Headmaster.

"The letter was sent," Dumbledore said gravely, "but unfortunately they weren't quick enough. Apparently they were found, bags packed, but the Dark Lord found them first."

"Petunia, too?" Lily asked quietly.

"No, you're sister was with some friends," Dumbledore said looking up at the usually strong Head Girl. "I'm sorry Miss Evans."

Lily nodded and that was the signal for Dumbledore to leave.

* * * * * *

"So what else should we bring her?" Vivian asked, looking up and down the Gryffindor table that evening. The group of six were packing up some treats to bring Lily, considering the food in the Hospital Wing stunk.

"Grab some more of those cherry pastries!" Sirius said. "Those always make me feel better."

Vivian rolled her eyes, "Every piece of food makes you feel better! If we brought you rotten eggs you'd be happy!"

"So?" Sirius asked, and then laughed along with Vivian.

"Ready guys?" Gabby asked as she finished filling a container of pumpkin juice.

"Yep!" the six said and they all trooped out of the Great Hall, and headed to the Hospital Wing.

* * * * * *

"SURPRISE!" they all said as they came into the room, not worrying about their voices because they had just seen Madam Pomfrey going to the Great Hall.

Lily looked up at her friends and tried to crack a smile. Her eyes were bloodshot red and in front of her lay what looked like oatmeal.

"Lils!" Gabby said, "Are you okay?"

"No," Lily said shaking her head.

Each of them put the stuff they were carrying to the side and came closer to her.

"What's wrong?" Remus asked. He had come in around five that morning and there were still bags under his eyes, but no one really chose to pay attention to it because it was normal for him to look tired.

"My parents were killed early this morning," Lily said.

The girls gasped and the guys looked at one another.

"Oddly enough," Lily sniffed as the tears came, "Petunia wasn't killed."

"Well, at least you have some family," Peter said hopefully.

"Petunia hates me," Lily said flatly and pretty soon they were all crying with her.