Dumbledore leaned across his desk and nodded silently.

"But, how is that possible?" Lily asked, "My mother, she is a muggle. I thought Lord Voldemort hated muggles?"

"He does, but Lord Voldemort is muggle-born himself. His original name was Tom Marvolo Riddle and he attended Hogwarts many years ago. He killed his parents eighteen years ago, around the same time I figure he met your mother. He must of scared her, and she left and met George Evans before you were born. Tom hasn't always been as powerful as he is now, but when he went to Hogwarts he was an extremely gifted Slytherin, and had seeing abilities quite like your own, however not the your extent. I don't believe Tom, or Voldemort knows that he has a daughter, or that she is in Gryffindor, the thought would probably destroy him." Dumbledore explained.

"But....doesn't that mean...shouldn't I be in Slytherin," she breathed.

"The Sorting Hat Lily, doesn't look at your blood line, but rather your personality, For instance, look at your companion Mr. Black," Dumbledore replied, "His whole family has been in Slytherin, but he was chosen for Gryffindor."

Lily looked away from the old wizards grey-blue eyes and pushed her chair away from the desk.

"I should head back to my dormitory, Sirius and James will be wondering where I am," she whispered quietly, standing.

"Lily," Dumbledore gestured for he to sit back down, "I am not finished."

"Professor please, haven't I taken in enough?" Lily questioned.

He shook his head pointing at the chair. She sat down with a small groan.

"You remember the dream you've been having," Dumbledore began, "the one we were discussing the other day?"

Lily nodded, remember the small baby she'd been clutching.

"Well, remember when I told you that we can't change the events of the future directly but we can change the events leading to them, so that the future is indirectly changed?" Dumbledore asked,

"Your dreams were trying to tell you how you needed to change in order for the events of the future not to happen,"

"What are the events of the future?" Lily asked.

"Voldemort plans on taking over the world, and killing all those who do not follow him," Dumbledore told her.

"And what does that have to do with me?" Lily asked.

"Well your dream was showing you how you needed to change," Dumbledore explained.

"By having a baby?" She asked astonished.

"No I don't think so, I have also seen this dream, and Lily, you were married."

She nodded, "I know, so I have to get married and have a child with Sirius,"

Dumbledore bowed his head and Lily frowned.

"I cannot believe I am about to ask you this, but I must Lily, please forgive me," he sighed looking up at her again, "Lily I must ask you to leave Sirius-"

"You are insane!" Lily yelled, "You bring me here, tell me my father is a psychopathic murderer who just murdered James's family and now you're telling me to leave my boyfriend?"

"Lily I understand this is coming as a surprise to you, but please let me finish, you must leave Sirius Black, and be with James Potter."

Lily looked at Dumbledore with her fierce green eyes and tried to understand what he was saying. Was this some sick joke? Another way that James was trying to get with her possibly?

"Professor?" Lily began.

"Lily, look, Voldemort is after him, he already tried to get rid of all the Potters, but whoever he got his information from was unreliable,"

"But why does he want James dead?" Lily asked.

"The Potters come from a long line of Gryffindors," he gave her a significant look. When she didn't reply he answered, "The Potter family is the heir of Godric Gryffindor; James is the last remaining Potter."

"Tom was in Slytherin," Lily muttered using her critical thinking, "He was the heir of Slytherin?"

"Right, and so naturally, the only person who has a chance to defeat him is his rival, Gryffindor."

"James?" Lily looked up.

"I don't think that you will see Voldemort's downfall in your lifetime Lily,"

"The baby," She whispered, "James must have a child to carry his blood, the dream..." She looked up at him wildly, "Sir?"

"James must carry his blood to another before Voldemort finds him," Dumbledore confirmed.

"But why me? Why do I have to be with James? Couldn't some other girl do it?" Lily protested.

"James's child will play a huge part in defeating Voldemort, he needs your strength Lily, he needs your seeing ability, and he also needs Voldemort's blood."

Lily shook her head, "I am sorry sir, but I can't, I just couldn't. I can't leave Sirius I love him, and I can't be with James, I don't have feelings for him."

"Lily I know this isn't fair, but I must ask you to do this," Dumbledore begged, "We are talking about the survival of mankind,"

Lily shook her head, tears forming in her eyes, "How can you ask me to give up the one person I love, the one person who makes sense to me?"

"This is what you were meant to do," Dumbledore mumbled, "Please,"

Lily knew what she had to do, she knew she had to say yes. She fell forward tears pouring down her cheeks, "I love him," She whispered, "We were going to be married,"

"Lily, I am sorry," Dumbledore reached out and touched her shoulder.

"How long do I have with him?" She whispered wiping her tears on the sleave of her robes.

"Lily..."

"How long Professor," she repeated firmly.

"There is not much time; you need to end it with Sirius...tonight if possible." Dumbledore muttered.

"Tonight?" Tears came to her eyes again. She'd have no time to explain, she'd have to time to pretend like something was wrong so she could ease into the breakup.

"Lily, if you are accepting, then you can take this," he held out a peculiar looking hourglass, "This is a Time-Turner, you can explain everything to Sirius, for your sake, then you must modify his memory so that he has no memory of the relationship you shared. You put his hand on this, and turn it twenty six times, he will be sent back a year ago, and have no memory of you. When you see the large circle waiting to take Sirius let go of the Time-Turner. He will live this year over, and many things will change, you're feelings will change, it will seem but seconds to you, when he passes you in the present you know it will be complete. Then you can start your relationship with James," Dumbledore explained.

Lily took the Time-Turner and shoved it into her bag.

"I will do what I must,"

She got up saying no more and made for the door.

"Lily," She turned around

"Thank you," Dumbledore smiled weakly. She left, deciding to go for a nice long walk to think about what Dumbledore had said.

A few hours later, when Lily was walking absent mindedly down a long dark corridor she heard somebody call her name.

"Lily?" Sirius called. Lily closed her eyes, not ready to see him yet. She pictured his deep eyes and turned around.

"Lily!" Sirius cried spotting her, "Where have you been, James came and found me and told me that you didn't show up in the Head dormitory," he told her as her ran forward. When he arrived infront of her, she stared at the ground.

"I bet the dormitory is really cool, like the train," Sirius beamed, "I am proud of you, you know?"

There was no answer.

"Lily?" he questioned, his hand making their way to her arms, "You're cold;"

He rubbed her arms and stared at her.

"Lily what's wrong?" he moved a finger to her chin and forced her to lookat him. Her tear filled eyes closed as they fell upon his worried face.

"Lily why aren't you talking?" His voice rose, "Is everything okay?"

Lily's calm face broke, and her lower lip began to tremble. She opened her eyes and stared into his as they began to fill with tears once more.

"Why are you always crying?" he asked her, "Please tell me what is wrong,"

She pulled him close longing to feel his body for one last time. She clutched onto his robes urgently placing her head on his chest. As soon as he began rubbing her back soothingly, she burst. She sobbed more wildly than she ever had.

"Lily?" he cried again, "Please,"

She pulled away from him, letting her hands get tangled in his hair. She looked up at him with fearful eyes.

"Sirius," she whispered, tears still sliding down her cheeks. He stared at her a minute more, and realization seemed to wash over him.

"Lily?" he gulped, "Are we breaking up?"