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Chapter 4
Lily was walking around the Hogwarts grounds. There was a loud howl. She saw a strange animal come from the woods. She recognized it as a werewolf. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out. How did I get here? she wondered. She looked down, suddenly, and there was a rat, scuttling almost anxiously. How did that get here?
She was running, running, out of breath, and then. she was in the hospital wing. Remus was sitting on a bed beside her, his pale gray eyes as tired as always. Lily sighed.
'I just don't know. I think I do like James, but how can I? He was such an idiot last year.'
'He always got like that around you, showing off and acting stupid. Really, he's a great guy. He's done some things that no one else would do. Awesome things. I know he can be a jerk sometimes, and I know I'm his good friend, but I'm his friend for a reason. Honestly, I would trust James with my life.'
'What sort of things?'
'Oh, I don't think I can tell you. One day, maybe James will. I'll be sure to let him I approve,'
Lily smiled, but was confused. What things? Where had the animal gone? Why was she here? She opened up her mouth to ask him.
. She was at a cemetery, and someone was scurrying around. For a moment she was reminded of the rat she had seen. What an absurd idea. From behind, she could tell from his cloak that he was a wizard. He had pale blonde hair that stuck to his head. A skinny boy was tied to a tree. He looked familiar. Lily couldn't place him. James? She thought. Then, no, this boy was too young. And, on closer inspection, Lily saw his eyes were green. They look like my eyes.. she heard a terrible yell..
. and then there was another scream, different. 'Mama! Papa!'
A strange, green mark floating above a house. Screaming. Chaos. She was in a dark room. Someone had grabbed her hand.
'It's him, again, dear,'
'Who?' she asked confused. Who was that? And who call her dear?
'Voldemort. he attacked another house. They need us.'
She wanted to ask who Voldemort was. Why that person was calling her dear. But she was whirling, whirling.
. a newspaper sat on porch stairs. Lily bent down to pick it up and gasped at the headlines. 'Four Muggles killed!'
Who would kill muggles? She looked closer.
.'Peter? We should use him? Why?'
'No on would think of it.'
'I don't know.'
.'I'm afraid that I have some bad news.'
.Mom! Dad! That freak. It was Petunia. screaming. a flash of green light
And finally Lily found her voice and screamed.
'LILY! What's wrong?'
Lily was in her bed, sweating and wide-awake. Cassidy was beside her bed, her long black hair pulled back into a braid.
'I . there was.' Lily started to cry. What was wrong with her? Lily Evans rarely cried. Cassidy pulled her closer, into a hug.
'There, there, it's okay,' she murmured. And though she knew nothing was okay, Lily felt herself drift off to a deep, dreamless sleep.
*
James gasped suddenly as he awoke with a start. Why had he been suddenly woken? He had been having such a pleasant dream. No one else seemed to have been bothered; he could still hear Peter's snores and Sirius was dead to the world.
A scream, he realized suddenly. But whose?
James lay back down, suddenly wide awake. He had received an owl from his dad the day before, and it had told him about a Dark Lord. Voldemort, or something like it. His father told him to read the newspaper the next day.
***
Lily waited anxiously for her owl, bringing the Daily Prophet. Her dream last night had made no sense, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad had happened the previous night. The knot forming in her stomach was keeping her from eating.
'Lily, you have to eat,' Miranda told her. Cassidy nodded.
'Are you, like, anorexic now?'
'Haha, no,' Lily replied sarcastically, then 'yes,' as a barn owl swooped down and dropped a copy of the Daily Prophet onto her untouched plate. Shoving a knut at the poor bird, Lily snatched up the newspaper.
'DARK LORD ON THE RISE. THREE MUGGLES KILLED,' the bold headlines read. Lily gasped, her already pale skin slowly losing all color as she continued to read.
'He-Who-Must-not-be-Named performed that avada kedavra curse last night, killing two Muggles. The third was killed by.'
Lily stopped reading, and ran from the Great Hall. Dumbledore had not been at breakfast; he had to be in his office. Lily had to talk to him.
When she reached the stone gargoyle, she gasped out the password, and leaned against the stairs, her mind racing. Her dreams last night. it was not simply coincidence. This Dark Lord-- she had never heard of him before. Over the summer, she had heard some horror stories, but everyone had dismissed them as people who had gone crazy. Nothing to really worry about.
Dumbledore opened the door to his office before she had gotten a chance to knock. Confused, she slowly entered.
'Good morning, Miss Evans. I assume you are not here on Head business?'
'Er, no sir,' she said nervously. Dumbledore waited. 'It's just. the newspaper today...'
'Disturbed you?' Dumbledore asked quietly when she did not finish.
'No, sir,' she said. Dumbledore did not look surprised. 'Last night, I had these, terrible dreams. it started with me, walking, around Hogwarts, and I was close to the lake, when there was a howl and I saw this large animal, a werewolf, and I looked down, and there was a rat. And, then, suddenly, I was at a cemetery, and there was a wizard, and a little boy. no more than fourteen.. and then. I don't know. peoples voices, green marks. and someone talking about Peter.'
She grew silent and Dumbledore regarded her gravely.
'Thank you for telling me, Miss Evans. This is an interesting development. But now- a few years ago, there was a student at this school named Tom Riddle. Brilliant student- the best Hogwarts has seen, except, perhaps..' Dumbledore shook his head. 'He graduated, and to all accounts disappeared. He has now returned, under the name of Lord Voldemort. At school he was a Slytherin, and even now his goal seems to be to purge the wizarding world of all that are, in his view, unclean. If it takes him attacking people at random, and families at will- he doesn't care. Do you understand that?'
Lily thought for a moment. She did understand that. But she wanted more! She wanted Dumbledore to explain about HER, tell her what her dream meant. Instead she said yes, thanked him, and fled.
*
James had noticed that Lily left. He hoped that she was all right. He was furious with his father for not telling him more about Voldemort. Now, Sirius, who was skimming the front-page article, had stolen his copy of the Daily Prophet.
'Names,' James muttered.
'What?'
'I want NAMES,' James repeated through gritted teeth.
'Of?'
'WHO DIED!' James hissed. Sirius' mouth formed an o.
'I see. Er-- they don't, let me. um, oh! Thomas Jones, his wife, Emily Jones, and their daughter, Lillian Jones,'
James breathed a sigh of relief.
'Whoa, there--- why did you want to know?' Sirius asked, furrowing his dark brows. James made a noncommittal answer in his throat, and Remus chuckled softly.
'Didn't you notice Evans go running from the Hall? Prongs wanted to make sure it wasn't her parents that Dark Lord had blasted to pieces,'
Remus' voice turned exceptionally harsh on his last words, surprising his three friends. Peter glances worriedly up at Sirius and James, as though they would provide an answer. James, however, was deep in thought. and not of Remus.
'Why did she run out then?' he mused. 'Her parents hadn't died.' James jumped to his feet, still frowning, and dashed from the Hall.
He turned on abrupt corner, not sure where he was heading, and crashed into someone. 'Oh, oh, sorry,' he said distractedly, then bent down to offer a hand to the poor soul he had knocked down.
It was Lily.
Completely taken aback, James' hand stopped in the middle of reaching down to her, and his mouth fell slightly open. 'Talk about coincidences.'
'I beg your pardon?' Lily said, a small smile playing about her lips. James smiled back, lost in her brilliant green eyes. 'Are you going to help me up then?'
'Wha-- oh! Yeah, yeah, sorry,' James clasped her hand and pulled her to her feet. 'Er.' he ran a hand through his hair, and Lily pursed her lips.
'Where were you going in such a hurry?'
'Oh! To, well,' James stopped, knowing he was blushing, 'to look for you,' he finished quietly. He looked down at his shoes, then quickly glanced up at her eyes, and to his surprise saw that she was blushing.
'Why?' she asked softly.
'Oh, well, to make sure you were all right, and all.' he trailed off, sighing. Why did he have to act so stupid around her? Why couldn't he just-- be normal.
But for once he appeared to have said the right thing. 'Really? That's so sweet,' Lily said, grinning. James smiled stupidly back. He opened his mouth to reply, and couldn't think of anything to say that didn't sound conceited, so he simply shrugged.
'Where were you going, anyway?' he said, feeling brilliant for having come up with something normal to say.
Lily's face fell slightly. 'Nowhere,' she murmured, then shook her head. 'The Headmasters office,'
'Why?'
Lily shrugged, and James decided not to press the subject. Instead he smiled again, and invited her back to breakfast. With a brilliant smile of her own, Lily followed him into the Great Hall and James decided there was definitely something to be said for modesty.
***
anyway, yeah-- sorry its short and I havent updated in a long time. school is killing me!! keels over and dies anyways. yup yuop. plEASE REVIEW!!!!!! thank you!! --- AROD---
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Chapter 4
Lily was walking around the Hogwarts grounds. There was a loud howl. She saw a strange animal come from the woods. She recognized it as a werewolf. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out. How did I get here? she wondered. She looked down, suddenly, and there was a rat, scuttling almost anxiously. How did that get here?
She was running, running, out of breath, and then. she was in the hospital wing. Remus was sitting on a bed beside her, his pale gray eyes as tired as always. Lily sighed.
'I just don't know. I think I do like James, but how can I? He was such an idiot last year.'
'He always got like that around you, showing off and acting stupid. Really, he's a great guy. He's done some things that no one else would do. Awesome things. I know he can be a jerk sometimes, and I know I'm his good friend, but I'm his friend for a reason. Honestly, I would trust James with my life.'
'What sort of things?'
'Oh, I don't think I can tell you. One day, maybe James will. I'll be sure to let him I approve,'
Lily smiled, but was confused. What things? Where had the animal gone? Why was she here? She opened up her mouth to ask him.
. She was at a cemetery, and someone was scurrying around. For a moment she was reminded of the rat she had seen. What an absurd idea. From behind, she could tell from his cloak that he was a wizard. He had pale blonde hair that stuck to his head. A skinny boy was tied to a tree. He looked familiar. Lily couldn't place him. James? She thought. Then, no, this boy was too young. And, on closer inspection, Lily saw his eyes were green. They look like my eyes.. she heard a terrible yell..
. and then there was another scream, different. 'Mama! Papa!'
A strange, green mark floating above a house. Screaming. Chaos. She was in a dark room. Someone had grabbed her hand.
'It's him, again, dear,'
'Who?' she asked confused. Who was that? And who call her dear?
'Voldemort. he attacked another house. They need us.'
She wanted to ask who Voldemort was. Why that person was calling her dear. But she was whirling, whirling.
. a newspaper sat on porch stairs. Lily bent down to pick it up and gasped at the headlines. 'Four Muggles killed!'
Who would kill muggles? She looked closer.
.'Peter? We should use him? Why?'
'No on would think of it.'
'I don't know.'
.'I'm afraid that I have some bad news.'
.Mom! Dad! That freak. It was Petunia. screaming. a flash of green light
And finally Lily found her voice and screamed.
'LILY! What's wrong?'
Lily was in her bed, sweating and wide-awake. Cassidy was beside her bed, her long black hair pulled back into a braid.
'I . there was.' Lily started to cry. What was wrong with her? Lily Evans rarely cried. Cassidy pulled her closer, into a hug.
'There, there, it's okay,' she murmured. And though she knew nothing was okay, Lily felt herself drift off to a deep, dreamless sleep.
*
James gasped suddenly as he awoke with a start. Why had he been suddenly woken? He had been having such a pleasant dream. No one else seemed to have been bothered; he could still hear Peter's snores and Sirius was dead to the world.
A scream, he realized suddenly. But whose?
James lay back down, suddenly wide awake. He had received an owl from his dad the day before, and it had told him about a Dark Lord. Voldemort, or something like it. His father told him to read the newspaper the next day.
***
Lily waited anxiously for her owl, bringing the Daily Prophet. Her dream last night had made no sense, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad had happened the previous night. The knot forming in her stomach was keeping her from eating.
'Lily, you have to eat,' Miranda told her. Cassidy nodded.
'Are you, like, anorexic now?'
'Haha, no,' Lily replied sarcastically, then 'yes,' as a barn owl swooped down and dropped a copy of the Daily Prophet onto her untouched plate. Shoving a knut at the poor bird, Lily snatched up the newspaper.
'DARK LORD ON THE RISE. THREE MUGGLES KILLED,' the bold headlines read. Lily gasped, her already pale skin slowly losing all color as she continued to read.
'He-Who-Must-not-be-Named performed that avada kedavra curse last night, killing two Muggles. The third was killed by.'
Lily stopped reading, and ran from the Great Hall. Dumbledore had not been at breakfast; he had to be in his office. Lily had to talk to him.
When she reached the stone gargoyle, she gasped out the password, and leaned against the stairs, her mind racing. Her dreams last night. it was not simply coincidence. This Dark Lord-- she had never heard of him before. Over the summer, she had heard some horror stories, but everyone had dismissed them as people who had gone crazy. Nothing to really worry about.
Dumbledore opened the door to his office before she had gotten a chance to knock. Confused, she slowly entered.
'Good morning, Miss Evans. I assume you are not here on Head business?'
'Er, no sir,' she said nervously. Dumbledore waited. 'It's just. the newspaper today...'
'Disturbed you?' Dumbledore asked quietly when she did not finish.
'No, sir,' she said. Dumbledore did not look surprised. 'Last night, I had these, terrible dreams. it started with me, walking, around Hogwarts, and I was close to the lake, when there was a howl and I saw this large animal, a werewolf, and I looked down, and there was a rat. And, then, suddenly, I was at a cemetery, and there was a wizard, and a little boy. no more than fourteen.. and then. I don't know. peoples voices, green marks. and someone talking about Peter.'
She grew silent and Dumbledore regarded her gravely.
'Thank you for telling me, Miss Evans. This is an interesting development. But now- a few years ago, there was a student at this school named Tom Riddle. Brilliant student- the best Hogwarts has seen, except, perhaps..' Dumbledore shook his head. 'He graduated, and to all accounts disappeared. He has now returned, under the name of Lord Voldemort. At school he was a Slytherin, and even now his goal seems to be to purge the wizarding world of all that are, in his view, unclean. If it takes him attacking people at random, and families at will- he doesn't care. Do you understand that?'
Lily thought for a moment. She did understand that. But she wanted more! She wanted Dumbledore to explain about HER, tell her what her dream meant. Instead she said yes, thanked him, and fled.
*
James had noticed that Lily left. He hoped that she was all right. He was furious with his father for not telling him more about Voldemort. Now, Sirius, who was skimming the front-page article, had stolen his copy of the Daily Prophet.
'Names,' James muttered.
'What?'
'I want NAMES,' James repeated through gritted teeth.
'Of?'
'WHO DIED!' James hissed. Sirius' mouth formed an o.
'I see. Er-- they don't, let me. um, oh! Thomas Jones, his wife, Emily Jones, and their daughter, Lillian Jones,'
James breathed a sigh of relief.
'Whoa, there--- why did you want to know?' Sirius asked, furrowing his dark brows. James made a noncommittal answer in his throat, and Remus chuckled softly.
'Didn't you notice Evans go running from the Hall? Prongs wanted to make sure it wasn't her parents that Dark Lord had blasted to pieces,'
Remus' voice turned exceptionally harsh on his last words, surprising his three friends. Peter glances worriedly up at Sirius and James, as though they would provide an answer. James, however, was deep in thought. and not of Remus.
'Why did she run out then?' he mused. 'Her parents hadn't died.' James jumped to his feet, still frowning, and dashed from the Hall.
He turned on abrupt corner, not sure where he was heading, and crashed into someone. 'Oh, oh, sorry,' he said distractedly, then bent down to offer a hand to the poor soul he had knocked down.
It was Lily.
Completely taken aback, James' hand stopped in the middle of reaching down to her, and his mouth fell slightly open. 'Talk about coincidences.'
'I beg your pardon?' Lily said, a small smile playing about her lips. James smiled back, lost in her brilliant green eyes. 'Are you going to help me up then?'
'Wha-- oh! Yeah, yeah, sorry,' James clasped her hand and pulled her to her feet. 'Er.' he ran a hand through his hair, and Lily pursed her lips.
'Where were you going in such a hurry?'
'Oh! To, well,' James stopped, knowing he was blushing, 'to look for you,' he finished quietly. He looked down at his shoes, then quickly glanced up at her eyes, and to his surprise saw that she was blushing.
'Why?' she asked softly.
'Oh, well, to make sure you were all right, and all.' he trailed off, sighing. Why did he have to act so stupid around her? Why couldn't he just-- be normal.
But for once he appeared to have said the right thing. 'Really? That's so sweet,' Lily said, grinning. James smiled stupidly back. He opened his mouth to reply, and couldn't think of anything to say that didn't sound conceited, so he simply shrugged.
'Where were you going, anyway?' he said, feeling brilliant for having come up with something normal to say.
Lily's face fell slightly. 'Nowhere,' she murmured, then shook her head. 'The Headmasters office,'
'Why?'
Lily shrugged, and James decided not to press the subject. Instead he smiled again, and invited her back to breakfast. With a brilliant smile of her own, Lily followed him into the Great Hall and James decided there was definitely something to be said for modesty.
***
anyway, yeah-- sorry its short and I havent updated in a long time. school is killing me!! keels over and dies anyways. yup yuop. plEASE REVIEW!!!!!! thank you!! --- AROD---