With only a few months to go before graduation, Sophia's swift departure seemed haunting. They had all expected to leave Hogwarts together, not together minus one. Remus bathed in depression, and Lily tried to keep contact with Sophia. After only receiving one letter from Sophia, Lily soon found that contact was impossible. She had just lost her best friend. Not to death, but to a small town in only Merlin knows where.

When the months had passed, and the day when teenage learning ended, everyone had gathered around one last time as students. Peter still remained aloof in behavior, but with whatever he was up to, he had enough intelligence to realize the importance of being there on that day. Sirius and Gisela had finally broken it off, a mutual agreement of course. Sirius, though fond of her, had grown tired of the shallow relationship, and in turn Gisela had grown tired of Sirius. Remus had begun to smile again, and though he still missed Sophia, Sirius and James had finally shown him the importance of moving on.

Where this chapter really begins though is with Lily and James. James had grown immensely fidgety whenever he was around Lily. And Lily, whom had grown paranoid of James's manner, called denial. However, as the students had left to go join the numerous parties in the other houses, James grasped Lily's hand and whispered into her ear, "Follow me." Swallowing, Lily plastered on a phony smile and did just that.

The couple walked for quite sometime until they had walked half the distance of the lake and stopped. James turned to face Lily and Lily glanced up into his blue eyes uncertainly. As if feeling her panic, James grabbed both of her hands with each of his and intertwined the fingers. Pulling the clasped hands up James bent down and kissed Lily lightly on the lips before he began the speech that would forever change Lily's destiny.

"Lily, my beautiful Lily, what you do to me. This past year has been so different from anything I have experienced in my other six years at Hogwarts combined. I have seen your tears, which in turn have caused my tears. When you laughed, my laugh grew authentic. Every smile I made was for you, and every breath I took, I took and still take in love for you. I am not a man of words, you know that. So perhaps muddling through this hesitant and disorderedly speech is not a wise choice, but I feel you must know my heart in its entirety. I have loved you from the day Sophia introduced us, I loved you when you liked me, even more so when you stood up to me. I was never whom I was I perceived as with women, and the only woman I want is you. So Lillian Evans, please do me the honor, and grant me the life that no man could ever dream of, and marry me."

Lily did not even realize that James had fallen onto one knee, or that he was holding out a gorgeous solitaire diamond. She only stared at James in shock, until she finally broke out in laughter. She pressed her hand against her mouth to hold back the giggles, and James looked up at her with a hesitant smile and an uncertain gaze. "Yes." She finally choked out.

"Yes?" He asked as he stood up. She nodded at him.

"YES!" She screamed joyously.

The following night, a crimson envelope lay by Lily's bed once she had returned from the final Hogwarts feast. She dismissed it at first but her eyes flew back to the envelope as she realized whom the sender was, Sophia. She had a small obsession with extravagant letters, and for once Lily was thrilled to see that obsession in action. Running over to the bedside table, she tore open the envelope and pulled out a black parchment written in silver ink. Grinning at the extravagancy of it she began to read.

Lily,

May I first begin this letter by ! You rat, think you could hide your engagement from me...NEVER! I am never one to be proud, but I say this with exceptional haughtiness...I TOLD YOU SO! ME! I DID! Admit it, in fact, say it right now, "Sophia always told me that I would spend my days with James." You better admit it to someone, your arse is mine if you do not.

How is Remus? I miss him desperately. I suppose he has moved on with life though, I hope I can one day too. Tell him I never meant to hurt him, that I love him. If I thought that he would actually read a letter of mine, I would say it to him myself.

While out here I have done much thinking. It's amazing what solitude does for one's piece of mind. I have also found out more of the reasons behind Dumbledore's urgency to move me out quickly, and if I could tell you, believe me I would.

I wish more than anything that I could be there with you right now, sharing your enjoyment. I do hope your wedding is as splendid as a little girl's dream. And when you have a son...name him after James. It seems the only proper thing to do. But if you are lucky enough to have a girl, name her something beautiful. She will only deserve the best.

I know you wish my letter was longer, but I do not wish to indulge you in boring matters of my lonely days, nor do I want to betray the trust of those around me. Keep smiling, and make sure Remus chooses the girl who loves him for all. I know it killed him to hide his "secret" from me, do not allow him to do it again.

Your doting "sister" or just best friend,

Sophia Daniella Miller.

Lily smiled at Sophia's easiness, and for once was proud that her friend was able to keep the letter light. How Sophia knew of her and James's engagement so soon was shocking, it had not even hit the papers, but Lily was giddy nonetheless. Jumping off the bed, she ran to the Gryffindor common room and immediately handed the letter to Remus. He read it once, then twice. Finally he swallowed and handed her the letter. "Thank you." He whispered huskily.

"She loves you." Lily declared.

"I never doubted that." Remus replied.

Eighteen Months Later

Lily stood at the entrance to the hall. It was her wedding day, the day she had looked forward to since the engagement. She wore a simple off the shoulder silk gown. Her hair was up, and in her hair were silver leaves that clasped the veil to her hair. In her hands were two lilies tied by a blue ribbon. Taking in a deep breath, Lily pushed through the door and walked slowly down the aisle.

James stared at his love and inhaled sharply. She was gorgeous. Lily faltered once when she was close to James and gazed at him. He looked absolutely handsome in his long black clock and white button down shirt and black slacks. His hair was its messy self, and his glasses remained on his face. It was a face Lily knew she would love to wake up to every day. James reached out to help her up to the alter, and together they stood, caught by each other's eyes, till the ceremony ended.

Two Years Later

Amidst all the chaos and confusion of Voldermort's terror, Lily and James had, had their first baby. A boy, named Harry. James named Sirius the godfather, and Lily had named Sophia the godmother. Sophia. The young woman whom had not attended her friend's marriage, and did not even know that she was the godparent of Lily's one and only child, eighteen months after Harry had been born, James had returned to Lily in a panic, and what hovered over his home frightened him even more.

"Lily! Lily! We have to get out...NOW!" He shouted.

Lily came out holding onto Harry, "What's wrong James?"

"It's..." But James was interrupted by the low rumble of people gathering outside. "Take Harry upstairs and get out."

"No!" Lily cried desperately, "I'm not leaving you."

"You have to. For Harry's sake. Please Lily...go!"

Lily looked at Harry and then James as if debating to leave James. Finally she looked up at him and declared confidently. "We are in this together. I will not leave you to fight him alone."

"If you don't leave, we will all die!"

"We will die James, whether I leave or go please stop..." It was then that Voldermort pushed through the doors. He looked at James and grinned. James made his last plea.

"Lily please go!" He screamed in desperation.

Voldermort then raised his wand and hissed the words that killed Lily's heart. "Avada Kedavra!" In an instant James lay crumpled on the floor, dead.

Lily stared at James's dead form in horror before glancing up at Voldermort. IT finally clicked that she would be next and Lily clutched tightly onto Harry and ran up the stairs. Slamming the door, she searching frantically for her wand, the door then flew open to reveal Voldermort. Voldermort then raised his wand, but not at Lily. Lily followed the wand to Harry and screamed.

"No please! Take me instead! Leave him be!" Voldermort's hooded figure shot up at her words.

"I don't want you mudblood, not yet. No, I came for him." He hissed.

"Stay away from him!" She demanded. Voldermort did not heed her. Instead he pointed the wand directly at Harry. He began forming the words, but before the spell could be cast on Harry, Lily spun around. The curse hit her dead in the back and Lily crumpled to the floor.

Harry sat next to her in utter silence. Voldermort stepped over Lily's body and then pointed the wand at Harry. "Avada Kedavra!" He yelled with hatred. In an instant, the world changed. Harry sat still looking around with curious eyes, but Voldermort was gone. Not long after, Sirius arrived at the house. Sprinting up the stairs he cursed.

"Peter you foul wretched man! How could I have been such a fool?" Running into the nursery, he gasped as he found Lily dead on the ground. However, he smiled triumphantly at the living figure of Harry. Picking up Harry gently. Sirius kissed Harry's forehead, and quickly departed from the room. It was then that he noticed James's dead body. Sirius gazed in horror at his best friend's dead body, and he almost dropped Harry. Inhaling deeply, he pushed open the front door and found Hagrid. After a few moments of conversation, Sirius reluctantly handed Harry over to Hagrid and offered him his motorbike.

Sixteen Years Later:

Harry's eyes snapped open as the nightmare ended.

A/N: And the end! Of this section at least. Leave a comment! Love you kids much!