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Chapter 11 Waking in Darkness

Pain spread through her body like fire engulfing her consciousness and causing her lids to open slightly. Lily gradually felt herself being pulled out of the darkness, and a coldness seemed to envelop her body as she struggled to comprehend what had happened to her.

Images fled back to her.

"Stand down Miss Evans," Professor Greenhelm had said.

She opened her eyes fully now to find herself in a dark cell with little space. The room felt magical and Lily realised there were spells enchanting it, so that she couldn't escape easily. Her wand was no where to be found. She suddenly felt afraid.

She had wandered off alone, not knowing where she was going and had ended up being caught. She could be killed. Dumbledore had warned them to be careful but no because of what Harry had told her, things had slipped from her mind.

She felt tears brim in her eyes. Lily felt guilty. She would die, and Harry would cease to exist. James would be heart-broken. Her red hair spilled over her shoulders as she buried her face in her hands, crying mournfully into her arms.

All she could do was sit and wait.

Wait for death to take her.

Light poured into her cell, causing Lily to look up, as the door opened and two figures stepped into her prison.

Death Eaters.

The Lestranges.

Lily felt fear suddenly whip through her being. The Lestranges were to be feared. Bellatrix and Rudolphus Lestrange had four years ahead of her at Hogwarts, but Lily had seen their faces and names printed in the Daily Prophet printed numerous times. They were to be associated with insaneness. Before being sent hurtling forward in time, Lily had read an article two days before detailing how the Lestranges had savagely murdered a child. Even thinking about it made her feel queasy. They held no remorse for what they had done.

"Our Lord will see you now," Bellatrix laughed, stepping forward wand raised.

Lily stood, her heart hammering. This was it. She would die.

Bellatrix's husband grasped her shoulders, twisting her right arm painfully electing a small moan from her. She was guided forward through various passageways and into a large room.

The room was lit with torches and blood smeared the walls. The scent of evil decorated it. Standing in the centre, furniture to one side, was Lord Voldemort, his red eyes blazing as he took in Lily.

"Miss Evans." He spoke. "Leave us."

Bellatrix and her husband departed grinning manically.

Lily was left alone with Voldemort.

"Voldemort." Lily composed herself. She would not be afraid.

"I trust you will enjoy your stay," he spoke calmly, as if this was a game to him.

It probably is, Lily thought.

She replied, "If you're going to kill me get it over with."

Voldemort laughed, his red eyes matching her own startling green ones. She did not waver under his stare.

"I see you are brave, just like you were before you died," Voldemort brought his wand up to his own head, and a few pieces of white strand fell onto the floor. It formed a circle that was transparent. "Step into the circle, Lily."

"No," she would not die like this.

Voldemort lifted his wand. "Crucio."

Immense pain spread through her. She collapsed to the ground withering in agony. The curse was lifted and she slowly raised her head.

"Step into the circle, Lily," Voldemort replied, "If not, you know what will happen."

Resigning herself to death, Lily got shakily to her feet, stepped forward and walked into the shimmering circle on the floor.

She did not die.

Instead she found herself in a hallway watching two combatants fight. One was James; the other Voldemort. With a lurch in her stomach, Lily realised that Voldemort was showing her how he killed them in the future. Her face went white as she watched first James die and then herself.

Lily could see James Potter holding his wand, facing a cloaked man that had an evil grin spreading across his face, his eyes shone bright red, glittering with the thirst of death. It was Voldemort. James ducked a spell that was thrown his way, shooting a stunning spell right at Voldemort, who deflected it.

"Lily! I'll hold him off!" James shouted as he duelled. "Take Harry and run!"

The battle lasted only a few more minutes, and then, as if Voldemort was bored, cast the Avada Kedavra curse that hit James instantly, hurtling him across the room, his wand falling from his fingers. He slumped to the ground, dead.

Voldemort proceeded forward, laughing. He pushed open a door that led into a nursery. He raised his wand.

Lily Evans Potter stood over a small, black-haired boy, tears glistening in her eyes. Her glare was furious. "You killed him," she breathed.

"Move aside you silly girl," Voldemort advanced.

But Lily didn't move, instead she stood firm. She was not afraid to die for her son. She knew about old magic, and understood that if she died her son would be safe. She was willing to die for Harry.

"This is for James, you bastard." She clenched her teeth hard and refused to move.

"Stupefy!" Voldemort shouted.

Lily blocked it, green eyes blazing with fury. Behind her Harry was crying, not understanding what was happening. His own green eyes seeing the terrifying man in front of him.

"Enough of this foolishness. Move aside and you won't die, Mudblood."

That insult strived Lily to remain standing.

"Never. Kill me." She whispered. She had accepted her fate. She would never see Harry grow up, and even as she looked at her son one last time, she whispered: "Goodbye Harry."

And then blackness claimed her as Voldemort cast the Killing Curse upon her. Lily's body fell to the floor beside Harry, who was crying....

And then Lily was pulled out of Voldemort's memory. She was crying. Seeing herself die was something she hadn't wanted to know or see.

"Your foolishness destroyed me, Miss Evans." Voldemort hissed.

"You want to kill me, then do so. Don't waste my time," Lily replied.

Voldemort chuckled. "Oh no. I'm not going to kill you, not yet anyway. Not until dear James and Harry are here to see it."

Lily stood numb to the core. Overcome with grief at seeing her death, she fell to her knees, sobbing. Voldemort left her alone. The damage was done.

TBC

Next chapter: James and Harry speak to Dumbledore, and Sirius rushes off to save Lily.

Next update will be sometime this week. Saturday or Sunday at the most.