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Chapter 7

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Previously: Lily began moving closer to him. James began moving his face towards hers, and Lily did the same towards him. James exhaled heavily. Lily took a large intake of breath. Their lips were just centimeters apart...

          Ten minutes later Lily was back in the castle racing through the corridors. She didn't care how much noise she made. She didn't care about getting in trouble. All she cared about was finding somewhere where she could be alone, where she wouldn't run into James.

          Lily started heading in the direction of the Astronomy Tower. Hopefully James wouldn't find her. Oh why had she kissed him? Why? Why did she get herself into it? How could she, Lily Evans, kiss James Potter, the guy who had probably broken several hearts?

          Why? What had she gotten herself into?

          Lily climbed up onto the roof and sat down. She glanced up at the sky and then started to think. Okay, Lily, just calm down.

          But Lily couldn't calm down. She kept thinking back to what had just happened. She had kissed him. She had kissed James Potter. It's not like she could have helped it. James had looked so cute, so lonely. She just had to kiss him. And when she did, she felt something strange.

          It wasn't anything like what she felt when she kissed Emmett. Lily felt warmth spread throughout her whole body, to the tips of her fingers and toes. But after only a few wonderful seconds, Lily had realized what she was doing.

          She was kissing James Potter! Lily had panicked. She got up and began running back towards the castle, ignoring James's confused shouts behind her.

           Lily held up her hands in front of her in the darkness. They were still tingling with the warmth that had come to them ten minutes ago.

          All of the sudden, Lily began shaking. Her whole body was shivering. She was feeling week. The world around her was spinning. What was happening? And then it hit her.

          Lily had forgotten to go to Madame Pomfrey to take her potion! Crap! She was done for. Lily tried to stand up. Her legs were shaking. She collapsed back down to the ground. Everything was getting blurry. Even the figure of James standing in front of her was blurry.

          James?!?

          What the hell was James doing here?!? "James," Lily said as loud as she could. "What are you doing here?" James looked paler than usual. "I came to see you. I knew you'd be up here. I was worried about you," James said. But then he stopped speaking.

          "Lily what – what's wrong with you? What's happening?" James asked sounding confused. "The potion – Madame Pomfrey – I didn't take it – I'm going to be in lots of trouble!" Lily said. She tried to stand up again, but it was no use.

          "James I'm sorry for running from you but please – help me!" Without being able to help herself, Lily turned to her side and vomited. "Merlin's beard!" James said. He scooped Lily up in his arms and started carrying her to the hospital wing.

          "James put me down! I can go myself!" Lily said stubbornly. James laughed. "Lily you can't even stand up. How do you propose you're going to walk to the hospital wing?" he said. "Well – er – ugh!" Lily stopped protesting.

          They finally reached the Hospital Wing and James kicked the door open. Lily could see a blurry figure of whom she guessed was Madame Pomfrey rushing towards her. "Finally Miss Evans! I thought you'd forgotten!" Madame Pomfrey said in a semi-angry sort of voice. Then surprisingly, she laughed. "This is the second time Mr. Potter has come to your aid."

          Lily blushed. So did James. Madame Pomfrey led James over to a bed, and he laid Lily down upon it tenderly. "Thank you Potter, but now you must get out," Madame Pomfrey said ushering him out the door. "But can't I-," James protested.

          "OUT!"

          Madame Pomfrey walked back to Lily's bed. "Drink this," she said handing Lily a purple-colored potion. Lily didn't dare argue. Madame Pomfrey seemed very annoyed. "I think you need to spend the night here, Miss Evans," she said.

          Lily immediately broke out into objections. "I'm sorry but you look rather ill to me," Madame Pomfrey said stubbornly. Lily groaned and then decided to lay back down on her pillow. She crossed her arms over her chest. Why did James always have to act all Night-in-Shining-Armor-like to her? It greatly annoyed her. And yet, she kind of liked it…

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          The next morning Lily awoke early as the bright sunlight crept across her face. She jumped out of bed and begged Madame Pomfrey to let her leave. After all, she didn't want to spend the whole Sunday in the Hospital Wing.

          Madame Pomfrey sighed. "I suppose you can go," she said in a defeated voice. "But you must promise that-,"

          "I'll be here tomorrow to take my potion," Lily finished for her. Madame Pomfrey nodded and Lily raced out of the ward. She decided to go search for her friends out on the grounds. After all, it was a very bright, sunny day. They were probably out there.

          But as Lily was walking down the corridor that led to the Entrance Hall, she stopped immediately in her tracks.

          There was an odd green light a few yards ahead of her. Lily was completely absorbed in it. She wanted that green light. It was so beautiful. She wanted to touch it, to keep it. Her eyes widened in amazement at the bright, shining light. Her hand extended towards it. She touched it.

          Immediately, pain spread throughout every inch of her body. It was no longer beautiful. There was high-pitched laughter and Lily was sucked out of the corridor she was standing in. She fell with a loud thump onto dirty ground.

          Lily glanced around her. She stood up and took in her surroundings. Where in the world…

          "Thank you very much for joining me, Lily," said a high-pitched voice. Lily froze in fear. She turned around and looked into the red, snake-like eyes of a man. She had seen this man in the Daily Prophet. Lily's heart sunk. It was Voldemort, the evil wizard who was responsible for so many innocent deaths.

          Deaths.  Was Lily going to die in a few minutes? Was Voldemort going to kill her?

          Lily screamed. Voldemort smiled. The scene of the evil man smiling like mad made Lily want to barf. She began backing away. Voldemort followed her.

          "I think you might be wondering why you are here. Correct?" Voldemort said. The sound of his voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard. Lily didn't speak.

          "ANSWER ME!" Voldemort screamed. He muttered a spell and pain shot throughout Lily's body. She screamed and screamed. She wanted to die on the spot. Voldemort lifted what Lily guessed was the Cruciatus (sp??) curse.

          "It hurts, doesn't it? It is painful, isn't it? I like pain, Lily. Well, I like seeing others in pain. I believe I'm going to see lots of pain coming from you tonight," Voldemort practically whispered.

          Lily pushed herself off the ground. She was shaking. "What do you want?" she said coldly. "Manners, Lily," Voldemort said, grinning.

          "Well, I guess I should explain to you why you are here; before I kill you I mean," Voldemort said, a smile spreading across his ugly face.

          Lily froze. But she wasn't going to allow Voldemort to see how terribly scared she was. She was going to die bravely. She wasn't going to die praying at the mercy of Voldemort. No, never.

          "One of my death eaters is a celebrated seer, Lily," Voldemort said looking straight into Lily's eyes. Lily glared right back at him without blinking. "He predicted something that was going to happen later on that could possibly mean my downfall. Lucky for me, I'm going to be able to prevent my downfall from happening before it's too late."

          What the hell was he talking about? Lily was getting more panicky by the second. If she could just find some way out…

          But Lily didn't see any hope for her escaping. There were no windows, no doors. She was just standing in a dark corridor alone. With Voldemort. Without a wand. She couldn't see the beginning or the end of the corridor. It was all over. Lily was going to die.

          Voldemort continued. "The prediction, Lily, was that a powerful witch was going to give birth to a baby boy who was going to one day rise and kill me. The woman was going to marry the Heir of Gryffindor, and their son would be Gryffindor's heir as well. He was going to destroy me. You see, Lily, I just couldn't let that happen. The woman was identified as you, Lily Evans."

          Lily was stunned. She was going to die because of a prediction? Why did there have to be such thing as seers?

          "Well you see, I just couldn't let that happen," Voldemort went on, "so I formed a plan. That green light was going to put you in a trance. As soon as you touched it Lily, it would lead you to me. And as you can see, my brilliant plan worked. I thought to myself, if I can kill her, the boy will never be born. And as you will soon find out, I will succeed in killing you and your stupid baby will never be born to destroy me. So say good bye, Lily." Voldemort began raising his wand.

          "No!" screamed a voice in the distance. James had appeared right behind Voldemort, along with Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix. "JAMES?!?" Lily said bewildered.

          Voldemort looked furious. "LILY RUN!" James screamed. Lily took the chance to run past Voldemort. She ran over and stood beside James. "Lily what are you doing? Grab Fawkes and get out of here!" James shouted at her. "No! Are you kidding? I'm not leaving you here alone to die!" Lily said angrily.

          Then she turned to Voldemort. "You're going to have to kill both of us because I'm not leaving James here for you to murder!" Lily said. Voldemort's eyes twinkled. "Perfect. Now I'll be able to kill both parents of the baby boy that's supposed to be my downfall," he said.

          It took a second for James and Lily to realize what Voldemort had meant. Both of them? Parents? To the same child? That would mean…

          "Well, I guess it's you first then, mud-blood," Voldemort said pointing his wand at Lily. James, enraged, forgot about using his wand and leapt onto Voldemort. "Don't call her a mud-blood," he yelled punching Voldemort in the face. He immediately regretted this.

          "CRUCIO!" Voldemort screamed pointing his wand at James. James flung off him and began writhing on the floor in pain. "NO! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Lily screamed. It was her turn to battle with Voldemort. "STUPEFY!" she screamed pointing her wand at Voldemort. Voldemort deflected it. James had finally gotten back on his feet.

          Then at the same time, Lily and James both hit Voldemort with a hex, and sent him flying backwards in the other direction. Voldemort collided harshly with the ground. He looked very angry. James grabbed Lily's wrist and they raced over to Fawkes. "Hold onto me Lily!" James said to her in a shockingly calm voice.

          Lily nodded. She held tightly onto James, who grabbed Fawkes' tail. They began rising into the air as the beautiful bird spread its wings and began flying upward.

          "NOOOO!" Lily heard Voldemort scream as he disappeared into the darkness. They were back in the corridor that lead to the Entrance Hall. They were safe. They had escaped. Lily was not going to die, and neither was James.

          James helped Lily off the ground. "Are you hurt?" James asked fearfully. "No. Just a couple of scratches here and there but I'm fine really. You?" Lily said. James shook his head. "Let's go to Dumbledore then. He'll be wanting to know what happened," James suggested. Lily nodded.

          On their way to Dumbledore's office Lily was firing questions at James.

          "How did you know where I was?"

          "How did you get Fawkes?"

          "Does Dumbledore know what happened?"

          James waved all the questions away. "Look I'll tell you when we get to Dumbledore's office alright?" he said. Lily sighed. "All right." They stopped in front of the large statue of a bird with wings. James muttered the password and together he and Lily stepped onto the staircase. They began rising upward. Finally, the stairs stopped and the door opened.

          Dumbledore was standing there looking very worried. He let out a sigh of relief. "Good, you're alright."

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~End of Chapter 7~

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. I'm so sorry it has taken me so long to post!! I've been on writer's block!! I'm so sorry! But now I'm out of writer's block and I'm ready to post post post! So keep reviewing!!