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A/N: So I was in a Christmasy mood and I decided to treat you all to two chapter updates at once. Only because my chapters aren't really too long and this is particularly short yet necessary filler chapter. Also because I haven't updated for a long time and I want you all to enjoy this story as much as I do when I am writing it. Just to let some people know, even though It may seem that there is more Harry Potter in this story than there is Buffy, it won't be long before things start happening and event's lead for Buffy to end up in Sunnydale. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter EIGHT.

The troop boarded the Hogwarts Express in silence and found a compartment at the back of the train. It was after the train had started to move that Lily started to cry again. James held her and comforted her gently as best he could. The other three boys all did their part.

"Are you ready to tell us what is happening?" James asked her quietly. Lily looked up into his eyes and then at each of the boys in turn. She only saw concern.

"I shouldn't have sent her back. I should have found somewhere else that she would be looked after. What have I done!?" She cried.

"Lily, we don't understand!"

"My.our father. He beats us."

"WHAT?" Sirius and Peter roared jumping to their feet. James tightened his arms around Lily in a protective hold and Remus just nodded.

"I had a feeling." He murmured quietly.

"How?" She asked.

"Buffy's attitude. It was similar to my own a few years ago."

"You too Remus? I am so sorry, I had no idea." She whispered to him.

"That's okay, only these three and now you know. Well, so does Dumbledore but only because I was forced to tell him by these boys." He smiled at his friends.

"What happened Lily?"

"I really don't know. It started just after Buffy was born. I think that she was an accident that wasn't meant to happen in his opinion. He had ordered mum to get an abortion but she refused. He tried everything to get her to miscarry, including throwing her down the stairs. Buffy was a stubborn baby and she was born healthy.

"Then I got my letter. There wasn't much I could do about it. He started to beat on us instead of ordering us around. I became the freak. Buffy and I were the closest of friends and we shared everything. Because of our bond, he called her the freak lover and made her life hell while I was away at Hogwarts. She would never admit it to me though. She loves me too much and she knows that when I go to Hogwarts I am really just going home. She seems to understand more than we give her credit for. She has true dreams sometimes but she isn't a witch. She didn't get a letter from Hogwarts. She was so disappointed and I had to watch her for a week so that she didn't start crying and give our father a reason to beat her.

"When I came home this summer, she had just been thrown down the stairs. I distracted him long enough for her to get out of the way, which she did. Later on she was only worried about me though. She came into my room and patched me up. That's the thing about us. She was raised to do as she was told and to be submissive to our father. I had to change to be that way, but I never fully adapted. I didn't want to loose myself.

"The night I came to your place James, when Buffy had been burnt by the soup. She didn't tip it on herself he tipped it on her. There was nothing that I could do to stop him, but I pulled my wand on him and got her the hell out of there straight away. All the scars you saw when she was in her bathers? They were from him. And now I put her back there with the bastard. How could I? What sort of a sister am I?"

She started to cry again, and there was nothing that any of them could do to get her to stop. James just held her and the others watched, speechless.

When they got to Hogwarts, James carried her to the hospital wing of the building and the nurse was able to calm her down with a potion. Soon Lily was fast asleep.

It had been a week since Lily had returned to Hogwarts and everyone had settled into the routine of classes and homework.

James and co already had two detentions lined up. Lily only laughed at the pouts on their face when they told her about the torture of cleaning the trophies in the trophy cabinet.

"I swear that they are charmed to collect dust no matter how hard they are scrubbed!" Sirius winged as he flopped down into a chair in the Griffindor common room. Lily, who had waited up for them, laughed at the boy's antics and shook her head.

"Serves you right. It was really horrible to turn Malfoy's hair green. Even if he is a big git." She told them, heading up stairs to bed. She had made a decision. The next day was a Saturday and she fully intended to go see Dumbledore and tell him about her father. Remus had told her that he was really good about those sorts of things and had told Remus that his door was always open to anyone who needed someone to talk to.

Lily went to sleep with a smile on her face, knowing that everything would be okay.