Disclaimer:  I still don't own anything. 

(I forgot, K-Dawg, I'm sorry!)  This chapter is dedicated to my wonderful friend, K-Dawg.  Without her, I wouldn't have been bullied into writing the past few chapters!  And now, on with the show!!

And just in case anyone else is confused – the beginning and some other small instances in this story does start out when Harry is a baby.  But the majority of this story is a flashback from Lily's point of view. 

            "Come on," Lucius growled while he roughly grabbed Lily's elbow. 

            Lily could tell he still didn't fully trust her.  But that didn't matter.  Not tonight.  Tonight would be the night that she finally met Voldemort.  Lily shivered.  Even thinking the name gave her the chills.  But tonight Lily had to be fearless.  Tonight it would be just Lily and Lucius meeting with Voldemort.  Lily shivered again, but she forced herself to use his name.  She refused to become like Severus, and only refer to him as "the Dark Lord." 

            "Why are you shivering?" Lucius asked irritably as they walked toward the edge of the Forbidden Forest.  "You've got your cloak on, and it's not that cold."  He paused and gave Lily a sly look.  "Nervous?" 

            "Yes," Lily said honestly. 

            Lucius thought for a moment and said quite seriously, with a straight face, "Good.  You should be."  The pair kept walking for a few more minutes.  Then they stopped, and Lucius muttered, "lumos."  He found what he was looking for on the floor of the forest and motioned for Lily to come over.  There was a dirty sock that Lucius had previously turned into a Portkey.  "Ready?" he asked. 

            Lily took a deep breath and said, "Ready."  Lily had never traveled by Portkey before, so she wasn't sure what to expect when she touched the foul sock.  She felt a tug behind her navel and went spinning.  A few moments later, it was over and Lily was thrown forward on all fours, trying to catch her breath and regain her senses. 

            Lucius, a more seasoned Portkey traveler, remained standing and bowed his head silently and respectfully toward a tall figure. 

            Lily took a few moments to try and gather her bearings.  She was in a wooded area that seemed quite deserted, save herself, Lucius, and the tall mysterious figure. 

            The tall mysterious figure started laughing at Lily, a high cold laugh filled with mirth.  Lily was annoyed.  She stood up and started dusting herself off.  She glared at the tall figure.  

            "So, Lucius," the man said, "you have brought me Lily Evans." 

            "Yes, my lord," Lucius murmured. 

            "Good."  The man seemed to contemplate Lily silently for a few moments and then said, "Well, let's have a look at you." 

            There was a full moon, but in addition to that, the man chanted something Lily couldn't understand, and the trees seemed to radiate some faint light to make the patch the three were in brighten by a few shades. 

            Lily tried to make her mind as blank as possible, as Severus had instructed her to do when meeting the Dark Lord.  She wasn't sure why, but she did as Severus said. 

            "You are intelligent."  This wasn't a question, but a statement. 

            Lily still felt the need to answer, "Yes." 

            "You are in Gryffindor?" This fact seemed to have the need to be clarified. 

            "Yes, my lord," Lily answered. 

            "Why?"

            "The only fear I have is the unknown," Lily answered honestly. 

            The Dark Lord was silent for a moment. 

            Lily waited nervously, not sure what to do.  So she decided to stand up straight and proud, looking Voldemort into the face. 

            He started laughing again, the same high laugh, filled with amusement.  "Ahh, Lily, Lily, Lily." 

            Lily was quite confused.  Was this the way Voldemort acted with all the new Death Eaters?  She chanced a quick peek at Lucius only to see that he looked just as confused and concerned as she felt.  However, she did not let any of that show on her face. 

            "What?" Lily asked with more courage that she felt. 

            "You are everything and nothing that I have expected," Voldemort answered her, now seriously. 

            "You've expected me?" Lily asked incredulously. 

            "Well of course," Voldemort answered.  "A father always expects his daughter to return to him." 

Dun dun dun.  I know, I know.  I'm way too mean.  But hey, I've updated more in the past four hours than I have all summer!  And I'm tired, too.  I'd really like to go to bed.  But, you would be so incredibly nice if you would just review this after you've read it.  Tell me what you think – I love hearing your thoughts and ideas on what's happening and what will/might happen!  Sometimes you guys even give me ideas!!