Disclaimer: As we should all know by now, I do not own any of the characters or whatever from the Harry Potter world. I'm just a wee lassie, wishing to try my hand at fanfic writing.

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She turned in her sleep, her cheeks wet from tears. She shivered as the next dream began…

"Professor, I'm not meaning to be disagreeable but I would really prefer not to have to enter the Forbidden Forest so late at night."

Professor Tiron looked at Lily, her cold blue eyes narrowed and an expression of distaste upon her features. "I really don't care Evans. You've been given detention with me and you will do as your told or… suffer the consequences! Do I make myself clear?!" she hissed.

"Yes Professor, perfectly."

Her lip curled as she sneered at Lily. "What are you still standing there for girl?! Go!"

Lily stumbled forwards into the Forest wondering how on Earth she'd managed to get herself into this. No, that was wrong, she knew exactly how she'd ended up here serving detention. At lunch yesterday after much coaxing from the irresistible, James Potter, she'd agreed to accompany him to Hogsmead for dinner. The problem being though was, they hadn't had permission to be there, and were breaking quite a few school rules in the process.

A soft smile playing upon her face, Lily's thoughts wondered back to the previous night…

By the time they had been ready to return to school, the doors to Honeyduke's had been closed for the night. "I guess we'll have to take the long way back," James said, waggling his eyebrows at her.

Laughing, Lily started walking, pulling him along with her towards the edge of the town. "Stop playing around. We've got to get back to school."

"Okay, slow down Speedy." Stopping and pulling her into his arms he smiled down at her, his hazel eyes twinkling mischievously. "What's your hurry? Anyone would think you want to get away from me."

"You know that's not true. I love being with you James…" she said, smiling shyly at him.

"And I love you being with me," he said, looking down at her with a grin that was getting wider by the second. Stepping back from her suddenly, he bowed and held a hand out to her. "Would you care to dance my lady?"

"Here?" she giggled looking around. "In the middle of the street? If anyone sees us they'll think we're mad."

"Nah,' he said shaking his head, "they'll just think we're utterly besotted with one another! Now come my lady," he haughtily said. "Dance with me!"

Placing one small hand within his and the other on his shoulder, her face and body warmed when she felt his hand on the small of her back, pulling her close. Swinging around, Lily tried to concentrate on following his every step. But it wasn't easy, every movement he made seemed to send a quiver of excitement coursing through her body. She started as she heard him speaki-- no… singing. Looking up to see a pair of soft hazel eyes staring down at her, her hand moved of its own accord to stroke his cheek, her eyes widening in wonder as she listened to the words he sang,



When we are together the moments I cherish
With every beat of my heart
To touch you, to hold you
To feel you, to need you
There's nothing to keep us apart



You're once, twice, three times a lady
And I love you... I love you…"



As the last words of the song he sang faded off he paused, one hand lifting shakily to cup her cheek, the other resting against her hip. Her lips parted in anticipation as she waited. Finally after what seemed like hours his mouth closed over hers in a kiss that was soft, slow and exciting. Whimpering slightly, her mouth opened under his in acceptance.

He pulled her even closer, his fingers twisting in her hair, their kiss deepening. His mouth lifting slowly off hers in reluctance, he looked down, grinning at her flushed face. "Lily. Open your eyes." He pressed his lips softly to each of her closed eyelids.


She blinked, her eyes slowly opening to meet his. Her cheeks heating as she thought back on what had happened between them and her response to his kisses. "Oh!" she whispered, her eyes dropping to the ground.


"Look at me." he said, his finger lifting her chin. Smiling at her, he said the words she had been longing to hear, from the moment she first knew she how she felt about him. "I love you… You're my emerald eyes."

It had been so perfect a night where nothing seemed as if it could go wrong. Until they'd walked onto the grounds of Hogwarts and faced Velena Tiron, their snide DADA Professor, who had been giddy with excitement at the thought that the two Gryffindor 6th years were about to be permanently ousted from the school. Fortunately for them, despite vehement protests from Tiron, their Headmaster Professor Dumbledore had decided against expelling them. They had instead been given two months worth of detentions… not to be served together. They were to alternate nightly. James was serving his first nights detention with Professor Flitwick in a nice safe castle, while Lily found herself trudging along in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, with Tiron, searching for a supposedly rare specimen of the belladonna plant, that bloomed once every thousandth year, on this particular night.

Grumbling to herself about evil sadistic DADA Professors, she failed to notice a fallen branch in her path. Tripping she fell, landing face first on the mud encrusted ground. Rolling onto her back she sighed, wondering to herself if there was anything else that could possibly go wrong for her. Grabbing a piece of her robes, she wiped the mud from her face and opened her eyes, focusing on a dark shadow standing above her. Wiping her eyes again, she blinked fiercely as a light emitting from a wand tip shone brightly down on her.

"Having trouble Evans?" sneered Professor Tiron.

"No Professor… I just tripped. No need for you to worry about me," she replied sarcastically, getting hurriedly to her feet.

"Oh I wouldn't dream of worrying myself over you Evans. But if I were you… " said Tiron coldly, raising her arm to point her wand at Lily. "I'd be worried for myself."

Lily couldn't help it, she laughed. "Honestly Professor, couldn't you come up with a better line then that?" Sliding her hand down into her robe pocket she felt about for her wand. "If you're really going to threaten someone, you should make sure they don't have there---"

"You wouldn't be looking for this, would you Evans?" Tiron interrupted, smirking as she waved Lily's wand about in her left hand before pocketing it.

"Is this supposed to be a joke Professor, because I don't find it at all funny!" Lily snapped.

"Oh I'm not joking," she spat, moving closer to Lily. "I'm dead serious. The Dark Lord wants you dead and I mean to comply with his wishes!"

"Why would Voldemort want me dead?" Lily asked incredulously. "I'm nothing to him!"

"Do not question what the Dark Lord desires Mudblood!" Tiron shrieked, her eyes and face taking on a sinister look.

"I don't understand… I haven't done anything" Lily mumbled, taking a step back at the murderous looks Tiron was giving her. Little by little, terror was beginning to take over. She had to do something and fast.

"Being born was enough for the Dark Lord to want your death," Tiron said sympathetically, making Lily jump when she burst into sudden maniacal laughter, clutching at her sides.

Seeing this as her chance Lily pulled her arm back and then as if in slow motion she swung her fist forward, hitting Tiron as hard as she could on the side of the head. Eyes widening, she stared in horror as Tiron still stood, swaying unsteadily on her feet. Not taking another chance Lily sprang forward hitting her again. This time Tiron almost but not quite went down., and not wanting to let the opportunity slip her by Lily ran, not knowing or caring where she was going. Glancing frantically around she spotted an overgrown path and raced towards it. The sound of pounding footsteps letting her know Tiron was gaining on her. Screaming as her hair was yanked from behind causing her to fall to her knees, Lily lashed out, wincing in satisfaction as her hand made contact with Tiron's nose.

"Leave me alone!" Lily yelled, scrambling desperately to her feet, her heart beating erratically.

Tiron grabbed for her again. This time she managed to latch onto Lily's robes,. They tore as Lily wrenched herself free again, determined to find her way out of here. Not wanting to give Tiron the satisfaction of killing her.

"Don't you get it Evans?! There's no escaping me! You can run all you want, but I will find you! And when I do…" she yelled, pausing to laugh wildly, "when I do… you'll be sorryyyy!"

Lily ran on and on, sweat soaking her clothes and robes, long red curls falling about her in disarray, eyes darting wildly about and her breath coming out in great jarring gasps with every step she took. Flinching as a silver flash of light swept past her she looked over her shoulder to see Tiron just metres away. Turning back she screamed silently at the sight before her. Where once trees had stood, was now what looked to be a giant silver wall steadily closing in on her. Breathless she paused, staring around in horror as she came to the realisation that there was nowhere left to run… nowhere left to hide. She was trapped. Dropping to her knees she closed her eyes, shivering as she felt Tiron's presence draw near.

"I did warn you Mudblood! What the Dark Lord wants, he always receives," Tiron hissed in Lily 's ear.

Opening her eyes Lily gave Tiron a withering glare, refusing to show her how scared she really was. "Why don't you just shut up and do what you came here to do!"

Tiron stood before Lily, eyes contorted with hatred. 'Incarcerous!' Tiron yelled, sending thick ropes to wrap themselves about Lily. Seizing Lily's face, she wrenched her forward slapping her repeatedly. "Not so smart now hmm!" she laughed watching the blood trickle down from Lily's nose.

"You're a nothing Tiron! Just a lowly lap dog dancing to her Master's tune." Her voice taking on a nasty tone Lily stared up at Tiron and whistled. "Here Tiron, here girl! Come on baby! Good girl! Lick Master's boots! And my feet! Since you're down you may as well lick my as--" Grunting as Tiron's boot slammed into her side Lily spat and looked at Tiron mockingly. "Is that the best you've got?"

Furious, Tiron screamed shoving her wand in Lily's face. "I could use the ''Cruciatus' curse on you, but why wait. Say your prayers Mudblood. It's over!"

Looking into Tiron's eyes, Lily knew it was. She closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift off to the one person who had ever truly made her happy.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

And as the curse hit, her eyes closing forever, a name fell from her lips…

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A/N: CrypticSunrise - Hiya and thanks. I do try.

Secret Lily - Hehe, don't worry. Your confusion shouldn't last very long, and thanks for reading.