It's so dark and quiet. Not a single noise to be heard. But then a dim light illuminates a dark alley and a young girl, who looks to be seven, can be seen standing in the middle of the alley. Knockturn Alley to be exact. Tall, dark buildings with dusty windows filled with horrific displays towered around her, casting a shadow upon her pale face. She was crying silently and there were tears streaming down her slightly flushed cheeks. Her long, wavy black hair stuck to her wet face. People passed her by as if she wasn't even there. As if she was simply another shadow. A woman, with a long nose and large, bulging eyes carrying a platter of what looked like still beating hearts, walked right by her bumping her shoulder, nearly knocking the poor girl over. But the witch simply ignored it and continued on her way as if nothing had happened at all

Suddenly the girl wasn't crying anymore. Her cheeks were pale and dry and her hair flowed beside her with the light breeze that passed through the alley. She wiped her glistening green eyes with the back of her hand and a sly smile appeared on her face. Then, her once beautiful eyes glowed red and, with her head still lowered, she looked up. An ear-piercing shriek filled the air as Lily's whole focus seemed to zoom in on her.

Lily bolted upright in her bed, screaming very loudly. She stopped and looked around realizing where she was. She saw red velvet hangings closed around her four-poster bed and through the hangings she saw a crescent moon shining down on the Hogwarts ground and causing a streak of light to pass across her sheets. She hoped desperately that she hadn't awoken the four other girls around her, who were all sleeping in their own four-poster beds with their hangings shut around them as well.

Cold sweat was dripping of her forehead and down her face. She simply wiped it away with a shaky hand. Just then, her hangings were ripped open from the outside and she saw three terrified looking faces staring right at her.

"Lily what's wrong?" Emma Lee asked her with a worried and fear-filled voice. Her curly brown hair hung gently in front of her concerned hazel eyes. The other two girls, Carly and Amber, were speechless, looking very frightened.

Lily wiped her forehead again and smiled weakly, still shaking uncontrollably. "N-nothing. I'm fine," she managed to stammer out with another forced smile that she hoped was convincing. "Just a nightmare is all." At your words Carly and Amber's faces relaxed but Emma Lee's expression grew more concerned. Amber gave a somewhat nervous laugh and said, "I thought someone was attacking you or something."

She smiled at Lily before retreating back into her bed. Carly followed her and slipped into the bed right across from hers, pulling her own hangings shut. But Emma Lee stayed by Lily's side, the terror on her face growing with each passing second.

"Is it the same one," she whispered in a shaky voice, "The same at before?" Lily nodded her head slowly, her face still terribly pale. She had been having the same nightmare since a month ago. The month right before her sixth year at Hogwarts started. She just couldn't understand why she was having this horrible dream. But little did she know that she was soon going to find out. Well, more like meet someone who will help her find out. The most surprising thing about this someone is that she is sleeping in a bed about twenty feet away from her.

Emma Lee wiped her long, auburn hair from her face, where it was sticking because of the sweat, and tucked it away behind her ear. She smiled at you with an obviously forced smile, "I wish there was a way for me to help you." Lily smiled at her and this time it was real. Lily had always appreciated the help and concern she got from her best friend, Emma Lee Warrer, and when this all started you were especially grateful.

"Like I said, it's just a nightmare. Nothing real," Lily reassured her. Lily's green eyes sparkled with thanks and Emma Lee stood, wishing you a goodnight. Lily saw her climb into her bed across from her own as she closed her hangings and lay back down, falling into a dreamless sleep.

Lily awoke several hours later to find the rising sun shining through the window, instead of the moon. She pulled the hangings around her bed open and hopped up feeling much better then last night. She slipped on her soft white bathrobe, with the Hogwarts crest on the upper right side, and headed off towards the prefects' bathroom for a shower.

Lily Evans and Remus Lupin had been made prefects in their fifth year. Lily had been so overwhelmed with joy when she received the letter and the badge with her school supplies list. In fact, she was so happy that she hugged her younger, muggle sister, Petunia, who quickly pushed her off with a disgusted look on her face. She simply ignored her reaction and ran off to tell her already proud parents.

She whistled happily as she made her way to the prefects' bathroom and even waved hello to a girl with long, wavy black hair and gorgeous green eyes that Lily had never seen before. Just before she reached the end of the corridor she had an odd feeling that she had seen that girl before. Then an image of the young girl looking up at her in her nightmare flashed before her eyes and she swerved around to look at the girl. She turned just in time to see her long hair, gray uniform skirt, and red & gold knee-high stockings and black shoes disappear behind the corner. Lily blinked once and shook her head.

i/> I'm just tired. That couldn't have been the same girl. She was much too old. /i> But even her own thoughts didn't convince her. She turned back around and finished her way to the bathroom. She made her way to the statue of Boris the Bewildered and leaned closely to the door on the right before whispering the password ("Orange Delight"). The door creaked open and she walked in quickly, shutting the door behind her. She walked down another hall and through one more door to the girls' bathroom. Even though Lily had been in the prefects' bathroom countless times, she was still dazed by its wonder.

The first time she had come to this bathroom she had been shown here by the Head Boy and Head Girl, Arther Weasley and Molly Morgan, Arther showing the boys theirs' of course. Arther and Molly had been a couple at for a long time now, ever since their fourth year at Hogwarts, and what a couple they were. They were both Gryffindors with blazing red hair. Arther was tall and thin and wore round glasses that often slipped to the end of his nose. He had to constantly push them back up so he could see of his toffee brown eyes. Molly, without the after-affects of six children, was actually pretty thin with her hair in a bob right at her chin and light brown eyes. She had an occasional freckle here or there but they would disappear in the near future. They had both graduated from Hogwarts with excellent scores and from what she has heard Arther was now working for the Ministry Of Magic.

Lily looked around the rather large room, her eyes open in amazement. Each time she walked in there it looked more and more beautiful. There was a candlelit chandelier handing from the ceiling and emitting a soft glow upon the room. Everything in the room seemed to be made of white marble that shined in the light. The floors, the sinks, the toilets even! And right in the middle was what looked like a rectangular swimming pool, also made of marble, with about one hundred golden taps surrounding it, each with a different colored jewel on it. And surprisingly enough, there was a diving board.

A single, golden-framed painting was hung on the wall. In it was a mermaid sitting on a large rock, emerging from the blue ocean. She was humming and brushing her bleach blonde hair merrily. When she noticed Lily was there she simply smiled at her and then continued brushing her long hair.

Lily finally walked over to the bath, grabbing a fluffy, white towel that was also embroidered with the Hogwarts crest on her way there. She knelt down by a few taps on the edge. A blue jeweled one had a label that read "water" and a white-jeweled one next to it read "unscented bubble bath. Those were the only two out of all of them that had labels. The others you just had to test to see what they were. Lily turned on the white one and watched as the large bath slowly filled with steamy, hot water and enormous, white bubbles. A few bubbles strayed off and floated up but popped soon into smaller bubbles that popped again into smaller bubbles that popped into smaller bubbles yet again. This continued until the air was filled with miniscule bubbles. Eventually the tub filled and Lily turned off the tap. Looking around to make sure no one was around, even though she was sure no one was, she took off her bathrobe, nightgown, and undergarments before slipping into the over-sized, bubbled-filled bath with a soothing sigh.

"This is so..." She trailed off, not being able to come up with a word great enough to describe what 'this' exactly was. She lay with her head back on the marble edge and let herself slip deeper into the comforting sensation.

Suddenly the door burst open and was then slammed shut, causing a loud, echoing boom. Lily heard the click of the lock as she jumped at the loud and surprising noise. Looking towards the door she saw the last person she wanted to see, especially in a prefect bathroom. James Potter. She gasped and sunk into the water to make sure everything from her neck down was covered.

"James, you had better explain why you're in a prefect bathroom, especially a girls' prefect bathroom, before I punish you." James, having not noticed her being there, spun around so fast he almost fell over. His gaze met Lily's glare and he then noticed she was in the bubble bath. His cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and he laughed nervously.

"Well you see, I was using a hovering charm on old Snively and Filch came around so I had to run for it because if I got into anymore trouble he promised me that he'd hang me from the ceiling by my ankles. And I ran to the closet and last place he'd think me to be which was in here. And I suppose in my rush I came into the girls' bathroom instead of the boys'." He ruffled his already messy black hair and it fell over his brilliant, glassesless (he has glasses but just doesn't wear them. He doesn't have such bad vision so he can see mostly fine without them.), hazel eyes.

Lily accidentally smiled at him but noticed her mistake and the stern look appeared on her face once more. She hadn't noticed quickly enough because James saw it and smiled himself.

"What are you smiling at?" Lily snapped. "Turn around so I can get dressed." He did as he was told and Lily got out of the bath, dressing herself quickly and putting her bathrobe over her shoulders last. She hadn't bothered with drying herself so she was dripping wet and there was a large amount of bubbles in her hair and running down her slim legs.

"All right. I'm finished." James turned back around and was still grinning his infamous grin that Lily absolutely hated. She hated it because it always made her knees weak and her stomach flutter. She didn't know why because James was a big pain in her life and ever since the incident last year she'd grown a bigger disliking for him. Even so, she always felt so weak when he smiled at her like that and she was sure it showed. Lily, trying to push back her own smile, simply glared at him again. She walked over to him with a very angry look on her face.

"I suppose you think that just because I'm somewhat your friend that I'll just let you off right?"

"That's be very much appreciated," he practically begged.

"Well," she sighed deeply, feeling she was going to deeply regret this, "I am. But only because I'm feeling terrible and don't feel like going through the whole detention thing. I will take away five points from Gryffindor so I don't feel like I'm totally ignoring it." She looked very tired indeed. James grinned wider and gave her a friendly hug that doubled the weakness in her knees and the fluttering in her stomach.

"Thanks a ton Lils!" She pushed him off with those words, causing him to stumble backwards.

"Do not ever call me 'Lils'! And get out of here before I change my mind on the detention." Again, James did as he was told with out any objection. When he was gone Lily leaned up against the cold, white wall with her eyes closed, sighing. At that moment she looked very worn out and quite pale, as if she'd just taken ill. Most of the bubbles had dripped from her hair and ran down her legs to form a large, bubbly puddle underneath and surrounding her feet.

"Whoa Evans, you do look terrible." James had returned without Lily noticing. She jumped at his voice and her eyes flew open.

"James," she hissed, "what are you doing back here?!" His usually playful eyes were now serious and full of concern.

"I just came back to get my watch. It must've slipped off my wrist." He quickly picked it up off the ground but didn't leave.

"Well, are you going?" Lily asked, a bit impatient.

"Are you okay Evans? Do you need me to take you to the Hospital Wing or something?" Lily shook her head and looked up at him with dull green eyes.

"I'll be fine." He didn't look convinced but he didn't push the subject anymore. He left and Lily resumed her position up against the blank wall.