James Potter and the rest of the marauders are back at hogwarts. It is 6th year and Lily and James are head boy and girl. Will Lily and James find true love? Will Voldemort destroy the wizarding world? Read and find out.

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Chapter 2-

Lily's arms were held in an iron grip behind her back. Even if she choose to try an attempt at escape, she would never be able to break free from this grasp.

"Why you little-" Lily muttered instinctively under her breath

"What was that? … Mudblood?" another voice sounded from behind her. Which was greeted by merciless peels of laughter from the rest of the vile gang.

Lily saw that resisting was pointless. She allowed herself to be pushed along by her captors. Her pride was gone, and in its place lay an unrelenting fear of what lay ahead.

Lily twisted her head this way and that in an effort to see where she was being escorted. But it was pointless, she was held in such a grip that even the smallest of moments were prevented.

It wasn't long before the strange party came to a halt in front of a handsomely carved wooden door that looked strangely familiar.

James's door. Lily thought, it finally dawning on her. This is James's room. Her breath caught in her throat, leaving her breathless and worried.

"Alhomora." The unbearable voice sounded once more from beneath the mask of the person holding her arms tightly behind her back.

The door creaked open slowly and eerily. The death eaters rushed inside, pulling Lily along with them.

"Wha the?" Lily stammered, surprised at the sight that greeted her emerald eyes.

"BELLA! QUICKLY! THE BLOODY BRAT IS STRONGER THAN WE ASSUMED! DON'T JUST STAND THERE! HELP!" A death eater screamed at the death eater who was holding Lily's arms as he flailed spells every which way.

'Bella' and her other death eater cronies, then rushed to the aid of their fellows, and proceeded to take on the boy, no man, who was fighting with such valor.

James Potter, THE James Potter, the little boy had been chasing after Lily since they first met, the little boy who liked pulling silly pranks with his friends, the arrogant git who cared about no one but himself, was fighting with such a passion you could almost see his warrior heart pounding in his chest.

Lily stared open mouthed with amazement at the little boy who she had always taken for granted, until a series of multicolored lights whizzed past her causing her to dive behind an abandoned bed for cover.

James's deep brown eyes were alight with the battle madness that coursed through his veins. He was fighting all of them at once, sending spells every which way, knocking them off their feet, but he was horribly out numbered.

"We underestimated him! He's so grunt bloody strong!" A tall male death eater grumbled over his shoulder, while trying to hex Potter.

BOOM a horrific charm busted out of Bella's wand hitting James in the leg. His face still frozen in a bewildered expression, he flew into the air and across the room, landing in a heap against the wall.

Lily froze, unable to think of what to do. She gazed at James's crumpled unmoving body, huddled against the wall, and remembered his gallant attempts to fight the mob. I've got to do something! Lily thought.

The death eaters were edging slowly as a group towards the James, who was crumpled in a heap on the floor, their ugly yellow teeth bared in delight.

"Hey!" Lily shouted, springing up form her hiding place, "Want the boy? You're gonna have to get past me first." Lily said bravely now standing fully, wand out, read to fight.

This act of bravery was greeted with laughter and looks of unconcern. Without a second thought, the deatheater's rounded back to their prey.

Lily felt the anger boil up inside of her. She strode confidently from behind the bed, past the dumbstruck death eaters, and in front of James Potter, shielding him.

"I said," Lily felt herself say, "If you want the boy, you will have to go through me." Such confidence she had never felt before was now beating throughout every inch of her body. She was an image of strength and power, her body erect, hair flying, and green eyes flashing warning.

Bella doubled up with amusement. The spine tingling giggles reverberated eerily off the walls in the enclosed bedroom.

"You!" Bella squeaked between peels of laughter "You? The mood-blood!" then she broke into peels of mirth once more. The rest of the death eaters joined her, creating a shrill, cruel chorus of hideous jollity.

"Forgive me" Bella exclaimed after catching her breath. "Allow me to explain myself. You, my dear, are a mudblood, incapable of any real magical fight. You aren't even worth talking to." Bella spat rudely in Lily's direction.

But before Lily could retaliate, a cold voice sounded from the opposite corner of the room. His entire face and body was shrouded from the eyes of the two teenagers, but his voice was enough to chill the bone.

At one, all of the death eaters stopped their slow procession towards Potter, and flung themselves at the man who had spoken.

"Master, master." Bella screeched pathetically.

"Enough!" The harsh voice screamed. "What is going on here?"

"Master, forgive us. We were attempting to capture the Potter boy, like you instructed." Another deatheater said in fear.

"Ah, but did you foolish cowards not remember my orders?" The man in shadows said. He looked around pityingly for a moment, and when he was not greeted by an answer immediately, he proceeded to say, with anger in his voice.

" I thought not." His voice growing more powerful as he continued on, " My instructions were to GET THE BOY AND THE GIRL. I NEED THEM BOTH, ALIVE AND UNHARMED. IS THAT TO MUCH TO ASK, YOU BAND OF LOWLY COWARDS!"

What is he talking about? He must be talking about James and I. But why would he need us? Lily thought, confused.

But before Lily or the deatheaters could say another word, the man had disappeared.

Lily shivered and stepped backward, closer to James as the group turned on them. She tripped over her own feet, and fell next to Potter.

"Wha?" James whispered, his eyes fluttering open.

"Shh…James, rest now. Everything will be all right…its okay now. "Lily said soothingly, trying to comfort the disgruntled James.

The deatheaters were bearing down apon them now, and there was nothing the pair could do but close their eyes and except their predicament.

Lily clutched James and held him tight to her chest, she shut her eyes and everything went black. The only thing she was aware of was James in her arms, and for now, as she was swept away by a strong wind, that was all she needed.

A/N Sorry it's a little short… PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE RR! I am dying for some constructive criticism. But, if there are some spelling/grammar errors, I don't want to hear about it. I suck at spelling and I have accepted that. Um…any other suggestions or complaints are welcome. RR!