Lily went dashing up the boys dorms and the tired, grouchy boys who were trying to sleep crowded into the hall, curious yet upset that something had woke them up.

"Excuse me! Prefect coming through!" She managed to shout, shoving a few first and second years out of the way. However, she was not having much luck getting the third or fourth years out of the way.

"Alright, get out of the bloody way," hollered another voice from above. It turned out to be Sirius, who was helping Remus support a student. Who it was she couldn't tell, because of all the cuts and blood, gushing out of them. Lily wanted to scream so badly, or at least wake up from this nightmare. Yet, all she could do was stare.

Rooted to the spot, she watched as they carried the unknown student past her. It was like she was watching a horror movie unfold. Breaths came to her more sharply till finally she remembered her duty as prefect. Reluctantly, she managed to say a bit hoarsely, "Ok people! Nothing more to see here!"

She quickly ushered the boys back into their dorms, warning them that they could get in big trouble if they lingered. Then she took off at a run to go back to her own dorm.

Quietly, she taped Emma, the girl next her bed snoring loudly like she always did.

"Emma, are you asleep?" asked Lily.

"Well, if I was I'm not now," she mumbled, sitting up slowly. In her night clothes, she rubbed her before hopping out to get her robes. "What's wrong?" she asked, noticing Lily's concerned expression she now bore on her face. "You look like somebody's died or something."

"Well I sure hope they haven't, come on! I'll explain as we go," whispered Lily, leading her friend out of the dorm and down the stairs. Once out in the hall, she began.

"One of the boys were attacked. No idea which one, he's bloodied up so bad.....So I'm going to the hospital wing, Remus and Sirius carried him out. I mean he had cuts all over."

"Whoa! First Potter getting attacked, now this!" said Emma, now wide awake.

"Wait! Potter!"

The idea coming to her, she took off at a dash, leaving Emma behind. Why didn't she realize it? Why didn't it occur to her? Potter had been attacked outside school grounds but got away. Maybe because he knows about something, most likely important, he has a chance of being attacked again for knowing something. Smacking her head with her hand for realizing her stupidity, she finally reached the hospital wing.

Inside were voices, soft and worried voices at that. Murmuring about what had happened. Lily crept in and came over to the two sixth years and Madame Promfrey, and sure enough she saw Potter, laying before them. He looked even worse up close. His clothes were soaked with sweat and stained with blood. Those once life-giving hazel eyes had suddenly glowed were now dull and shadowed. Lily wanted to reach for him, to cry, but all she could do was stare at him.

"Ms. Evans, please go get Professor Dumbledore and McGonagol," said Madame Promfrey, now deciding to take action. However, Lily continued to stare at James, scared out of her wits.

"It's ok Lily, Sirius, you stay here," said Remus solemnly. "I'll go with you."

And with that, he pulled Lily out of the room, tears starting well up behind her green eyes. But she was a Gryffindor, and she had to stay brave. Her mind wandered to taking action.

"I'll get McGonagol, you get Dumbledore," she said at once.

"You sure?" he asked softly. Lily nodded her head.

"Ok." Then he left her for Dumbledore's office as she headed down the dim corridor toward McGonagol's office. She thought about all the times she'd been rude to James, never cared about his feelings, now she felt ashamed. Stopping, she clutched stomach, leaning against the wall. She was going to be sick. All she could do was think about being so mean, if only she'd been nicer.

'Now is not the time,' she reminded herself, and giving herself a little shove, she managed to continue to walk down the hallway. Why did bad things continue to happen to him? 'Oh, stop thinking about him,' she argued as she entered her destination.

The room was dark and in the next room over, behind a creaked door, she heard a soft snore. Tiptoeing, Lily opened the door and muttered, "Lumos!"

The room around, though dim her light was, seemed to be a quaint, organized room. Hesitant at first, she poked the sleeping Professor, praying that would be enough. Luckily, it was.

"What is it Ms. Evans?" asked McGonagol, bolting upward. She was in her green night gown, but she was wide awake alright.

"There's been some sort of attack, involving James Potter," said Lily, jumping back as her transfiguration figure hopped out of bed and grabbed her robe and shawl. Saying nothing more, McGonagol ran out and as fast she could, down the dark corridor.

"He's in the hospital wing," shouted Lily, tearing off up the hallway to keep up with her teacher. She'd never seen McGonagol act this way before.

When the came to the hospital door, they met Dumbledore and Remus as well. Both Professors walked in quickly and beheld the nasty sight of the boy. Lily couldn't stand the gore scene too much longer. The tears became a bit more fresh and she tried hard to strain herself from crying. Emma was clutching Sirius' arm, who was weeping a bit. After all, him and James are very close.

"You may all return to your dormitories," announced Dumbledore finally. "I'll give you word of his conditions later. Stay in your common room if you wish, but please don't make a racket."

All of them left silently, all except for Lily, who couldn't move. McGonagol, sensing her high emotions, lead her out and told her good night before returning. As she walked down the hall, she let it all out. Now she felt guilty, like she was the reason all this had happened to James, like she could have stopped him.

"Oh James," she whispered softly. However, their was no one there to comfort her. Back in the common room, her face was tear stained and Remus and Emma were the only ones in the common room. She sat down on the couch and starred into the fire. She didn't need to ask were Sirius was. Guessing was easy for her. He was probably up in his dorm, trying to ease his anger or find the cause.

Emma left a little while later, muttering something about wanting to be up early Saturday. Lily didn't leave, and neither did Remus. Peter was up in his dorm, supposedly trying to comfort Sirius. Remus sat down in a chair and didn't speak either. Was there someone out to get James? Oh, why was she always mean to him?

Continuing to cry, she laid down, the pain becoming unbearable to continue sitting up. After a while her eyes began to droop. Then she dozed off.