Summary: Lily Evans has never understood the reason behind James Potters tactics, and James has never understood why Lily always hated him. Everyone has changed because of Voldemort. Are these tragedies bringing everyone closer? or not? Plz review... i'm open to constructive critisism.

Discalimer: In my dream world, I own Harry Potter. There is no world hunger, and George Bush isn't President.... but guess what. This isn't my dream world. So unfortunately J.K Rowling owns Harry Potter, people are starving, and sadly.... George Bush is Presdient tears. So please don't sue, I have nothing of great importance, well except my lovely dream world and my friends. But you don't want those... you want money. The only money I can give you is my lunch money and the 20 dollars worth of change in my piggy bank and underneath the couch. So without further ado.... my horrible(at least i think so... but my friend told me to put it up anyways) fanficiton.

Running Out of Days

Chapter 3

Lily was lying in her bed burrowing herself into the covers. Her mother had just shut the door, and that's when she had started to cry. Sometimes Lily would just come upstairs and cry whenever Petunia would upset her... 'Somethings will never change...' Lily thought....

Lily had maybe been crying for an hour or so before she fell asleep.

She was in a parlor, it seemed so familiar and it had a lovely feeling to it. Lily akwardly stepped around a few child toys, looking around at the room. There were photos up on the mantel piece, but all the pictures seemed obscured by an invisible fog. She felt herself being compelled to go up the stairs...Lily tried to turn back to explore the rest of the house, but she couldn't. 'Strange' Lily thought '... this place is so familiar.'

Lily held onto the oak banister as she climbed the stairs. She reached out her hand trying to touch the wall, but her hand basically went through it. It was like she was a ghost. She finally found herself standing infront of a door. As she walked in, she let out a small gasp. "It's beautiful," she heard the woman say. Lily was shocked at the scene she was witnessing. Standing in front of her was... well, her. Except, she was older... by maybe what 3 or 4 years. "It's beautiful, but not as beautiful as you, or... as handsome as him." a mans voice came from behind Lily. She tried to turn around... but this dream world wouldn't let her. Instead, she focused on the shadows on the wall. The man standing behind her seemed muscular and tall, but she really couldn't tell. The older version of Lily turned around, and that's when Lily saw what she was holding in her arms. A thick bundle of blankets, and cacooned in the middle was a baby, a baby boy. 'He's so adorable' Lily thought, seeing the little tufts of black hair poking out of his knitted hat. He looked so peaceful and at rest, she could deffinetley tell he was sleeping.

Lily reached out her hand attepmting to touch the dream baby, but just as her ghost like fingers went through him, he sneezed. Lily looked around to find the room swirling, drifting her sub-concious mind back to her bedroom.

A/N: Okay okay, I know this is a really short chapter. But I didn't feel as though it fit much any place else, and I wanted Lily to kinda get glimpses of the future in, uhh I guess what some people would call a "passing". I'm thinking I should probably do a same case scenarion like that to James, where he thinks he's kinda seeing himself but... you know he's actually seeing Harry.... yeah I know. I'm rambling. Well, please press that little button that says Go in the left hand corner of the screen..... hehehehe. Well I hope you all like it, and if you don't please tell me so that I can find out what I'm doing wrong and try to please you.

---- Oh, and if anyone would like to know... I finally finished the 2003-2004 school year. YAY!!!!! Well, fine! goes to corner and pouts you don't have to be as excited as I am. Well, for some reason, I managed to get an A in Algebra, even though I think my teacher changed my grade, because he put our final grades on the board and I hade an 89.05 (.45 points under the requiremant for an A), and then when he called everyone over to the computer to see our grades I had an 89.52 YAY!!! I worked my ass off this year just manage htat, and now he's trying to make us take Geometry next year and algebra 2 as an elective therefore we could already have one and a half high-school credits before we actually go. So whatever, I still think they're expecting too much from us fucking middle schoolers. As my friend Chris likes to call us.