Lily felt lightheaded. She took in her surroundings and realized she didn't know where she was. It was foggy everywhere. She thought back and remembered the Quidditch game. The rouge Bludger! It'd been chasing her.

FLASHBACK

Lily looked behind her as she heard Judd Patil say that a Bludger seemed to be following her. Indeed, there was a Bludger and it was hurtling at top speed to hit her. She accelerated and went about twenty or so more feet into the air. It wasn't the same dreamy experience she'd always felt, this time she was fighting to stay on the broom, something she never had to do before.

'What's happening?! Bludgers aren't supposed to do this!' She thought frantically as she hid behind a Gryffindor bleacher.

CRACK! Pieces of wood and some red banner material fell tumbling to the earth as the Bludger forced its way through the Gryffindor bleacher.

'Oh, god! What's happening?!' Lily swerved to the right to avoid the insane ball.

"Lily! Watch out!" James shouted. She looked back and got hit in the head.

END FLASHBACK

"Aren't I supposed to be in the Hospital Wing?" Lily wondered out loud. Laughter rang out behind Lily, she cringed, it was the same laughter she'd heard in her dream, two months before. One could never forget Voldemort's laughter, even after a long period of time, it was just one of the things you had to live with for the rest of your life.

"You!" Lily hissed, spinning around on her heel.

"Me," Voldemort said. There he stood; clad in black robes, his skin all pale, his red eyes tiny slits and his nose barely two holes in his face. (A/N: Juts had to add that part in!)

"What do you want from me? Where am I?" Lily asked, frightened yet at the same time determined not to fall prey for Voldemort.

He clucked mockingly and shook his head. "Ah, Miss Evans. I was stubborn and bullheaded too before, like you are now. It does not do good sometimes, but at other instances, it comes in handy, as well," he stroked her cheek with an ice cold finger.

Lily shuddered; the place wasn't cold at all, except Voldemort seemed to give off a chilly air around him. Her cheek went numb and she rubbed it forcefully to bring back some warmth.

"How do you know my name?"

"Ah, but Miss Evans. I know all there is to know about you. You're in your fifth year at Hogwarts, you got accelerated. Your birthday is on April 17, 1959. Your parents are Edward and Iris Evans, your sister Petunia Dahlia Evans. Your best friends, Dana Summers and Clara Bent. You are also close with the Marauders, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. I can state all points you've lost and earned for Gryffindor, your House. I can list all your test scores, all your work's awards. But I'd rather not, it's to be too long, and I don't have much time for what I am about to do," he said.

Lily was surprised. How can a person know so much about her, was he stalking/spying on her? She found her voice and said, "What is it you're to do to me?"

He chuckled, Voldemort knew she was fearing him already. 'Such weaklings.'

"Well, Lily, (she flinched) let's just say I'm here to warn you. The dream you've had about me? You're not to tell anyone about those dreams or else you'll be in trouble. I must leave."

He Disapparated. So that was him, in her dream, she thought, understanding.

"Lily, wake up."

"Lils, I hope you're ok."

"Oh, damn, I'm going to kill whoever bewitched that Bludger."

"What happened?"

"Lily, please wake up."

"Lily Flower, please, please, be all right."

Was she hearing her friends' thoughts? Suddenly, Lily felt a hard tug and she was pulled forward.

~*~

"Heavens, me! She's awake, Madame Prinuella!" The familiar stern voice of Professor McGonagall broke the eerie silence in the Hospital Wing.

Her friends, who were lapsed in silence, and therefore had fallen asleep, jerked awake fast. They bombarded the drowsy Lily fast. "Are you all right?" "You okay, Lils?" "Are you hungry?" (Obvious who asked that question at a time like this) and finally, Madame Prinuella, "Excuse me, but this is my Hospital Wing. She needs rest, out, out! You'll see her in fifteen minutes or so, now go!"

Her friends, disgruntled, trooped out, promising to visit her as soon as Madame Prinuella allowed them to. As the nurse checked her up, Lily couldn't help but wonder why Professor McGonagall was there, Quidditch accidents happened quite often and she never was present at the room where the injured students was, waiting for him/her to wake.

"Professor, no meaning to be rude, but why are you here?"

The elderly women both looked at each other, exchanging a silent conversation. "You've been out for three days and three nights now, Professor Dumbledore just wanted me to check you up. I best be going now."

She hurried out of the room before Lily could ask any more questions, and there was a very pregnant pause between Madame Prinuella and Lily. After finishing her check up, the nurse allowed Lily's friends to see her.

When her tow best friends saw her, they gave and anguished cry.

"Lils, oh Lils! We thought that you wouldn't."

"We thought that you were going to."

The boys had positively pale faces and when Sirius spoke, his voice was strangled. "I'm sorry, Lily. I don't know who ever cursed that damn Bludger but I'll make him pay, I swear, I will."

"Have you seen yourself yet? You look terrible!" Peter said, and realizing how this sounded, as the others laughed, he apologized sheepishly. "Sorry."

They gave her a mirror and a person unknown to herself looked back at Lily. There was a large bandage wrapped around her head, stained with lots of blood, and her face looked bloodless, she was so pale.

"Dumbledore's trying to figure it out, but I reckon he already knows who did it, he just doesn't want us to know, but quite frankly, if I ever find out, I swear I'll rip him to sheds," Sirius made a violent motion in the air.

James shook his head mockingly and said, "Now, now, Padfoot, none of that. Lily Flower, you're to come with me to Professor Dumbledore's office later in half an hour. I'll be waiting to escort you."

Lily blushed at the thought of James and her walking alone and said, "Sure. Now, Sirius, I'd like to take up your offer of breakfast. D'you have any?"

Remus piped in before Sirius could answer, "Knowing him, he has food everywhere, including his inside pockets that he had his mother sew on his robes just to carry food around."

Amidst the laughter, Sirius looked highly offended, "Moony, I did not make my mother sew them on for me. She forced me to sew them on myself, see?"

~*~

James and Lily walked in silence to the gargoyle that guarded Dumbledore's office. She was still feeling a bit weak, she didn't trust her legs, and Madame Prinuella almost force d her to go to Dumbledore in a wheelchair but she didn't want that shame so the nurse made James support her. Lily took a brave stab at making conversation

"So, James, who's your girlfriend for this week?"

"Aretha Ryan. Gryffindor fourth year," he answered plainly.

"Are you bringing her to the Yule Ball?" Lily dreaded his answer, though she knew what it was gonna be.

"Yeah, I asked her last week. She couldn't resist my charm. How 'bout you, Lily Flower? Are you bringing Sevvy?"

She blushed.

"Oh no, I turned him down. I think I'll go alone."

"Why? Sevvy's so handsome and gorgeous, his hair's to die for, his nose is sooo gorgeous and his teeth are so perfect! What's wrong with him?" He listed things down on his fingers one bye one, mocking a girl.

"Oh, James, stop that! Girls aren't like that at all," she defended her gender.

James was about to retort back something when their Headmaster stepped out of his office and bid them a good evening, beckoning for them to go inside his office.

"Good evening, Mr. Potter, Miss Evans. Right on time, I should say. Please, come in," he led the two Prefects into his domain.

"Miss Evans, the Bludger incident was not accidental-"

James rose to his feet, "What d'you mean, Professor, that someone wanted Lily to get hurt or even possibly die? Who the hell?'

"Mr. Potter, language. ("Sorry, Professor.") Well, I must say, it was quite difficult to see what Dark Curse that person had placed on the Bludger so it would follow Miss Evans, but I, along with Professor McGonagall and Professor Dunpoint (DADA Teacher) figured it out," he said, folding his hands importantly.

Lily was troubled. "Who did it, sir and what curse was it?"

"Well, my dear, best not to tell you right now who was responsible but the curse was obviously one he invented. He seems to bewitch an offending item of any sort, and sets it to track and try to kill or injure a person in a time limit," Dumbledore said gravely.

Lily gasped and James looked horrified. "Sir, who could possibly want me killed?"

"That I cannot tell you my dear. Everything will unravel itself in time," he said, getting up. "Just make sure never to stray far without the company of your friends, it is very dangerous these days, along with the new Dark power arising."

James blurted out, unable to control himself, "But Lily's just a Muggleborn! Why would anyone want her?"

Dumbledore sighed tiredly, "As I said, Mister Potter, everything will explain itself in its own due course. Now, go along to lunch, rest today (it was a Saturday) and prepare for the Hogsmeade visit tomorrow for the Yule Ball."

Before they could utter anymore protests, questions or comments, he shooed them off to their common room. Lily and James made their way to Gryffindor Tower, each subdued in their own thoughts.