Almost 8 years later

Lily woke with a start. It was just a nightmare....' she thought. Oh, but it had been so real! She had been attacked by someone... she didn't know who it was, and somehow her revolver had materialized in her hand. She was about to shoot, and then she woke up.

A dream, that was all it was, she said aloud to herself. She closed her eyes and they snapped open again. The revolver! She had sworn to forget about that. But what did remembering it now matter? It was her last full day at Hogwarts before she left on the Hogwarts Express, for the last time. She would not return, for she had finished her final year. She shrugged all of that off of her. It was late in the morning, but she was still tired. Lily closed her eyes again and started to fall asleep....

She was almost asleep, when she suddenly realized there was more weight on her bed, and that there was also an arm now around her. Her eyes stayed closed. James could get into anything,' she thought.

With her eyes still closed, she smiled and said, Good morning, James.

A voice that was not James answered. I'm not Potter, said an ice cold voice.