Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Hogwarts, or anything that has ever been mentioned in the Harry Potter books does not belong to me. I would like to own them, and make billions of dollars every year, but the only thing in this story that is mine is my plot, if you can call it one. I am simply one of those very sad people who obsess over something that isn't real. So please, don't sue me, all I have that is of any value is a cello and a computer. Thank you for your time


Chapter One

Lily Evans cursed to herself softly as she ran her brush through her tangled red hair. She was going to be late, she knew it.

Oh, she may be one of the most important members of her department, it was true, but that didn't mean that something horrible wouldn't happen if she was late again.

She loved her job, she really did. She was part of a team that researched potential counter-curses and ways to block regular ones. But it did have a very tight time schedule.

She quickly pulled her hair off of her face, and apparated to her office. When she got there, a secretary pointed her in the direction of a conference room. Even if she hadn't been pointed in the direction, she could have figured out where she had to go. The yelling would have been a fine indicator.

Lily opened the door a crack, and listened as Bobby Watson, another team head, yell, "Why should we help the British. It's not our fault they are incompetent! We are always going in to save them! They do not deserve it."

Lily raised an eyebrow at this, and responded cynically, "The Americans probably say the same thing about the French." A murmur of low chuckles filled the room as Bobby's face colored a rather brilliant red. Lily continued as though nothing had happened. "What are we doing today?"

Philip Wesles, the department head, took over. "Well, if you had been on time, Lily, then you would know." Now it was Lily's turn to blush. "However, the British Ministry of Magic is reporting attacks on muggles and muggle-borns. They asked if we could send a couple of people over, to work with the aurors at trying to find spells to protect these people. As you can see, not everyone is pleased with this idea."

"What's not to like?" Lily asked. "It's the whole alliance idea, after all. We both get equally killed."

"Well, if you like it so much, how 'bout you go?" Demanded Rob, another team leader, who had always disliked how she had come in and immediately become one of the best.

Lily stared him down for a moment, and then said, quietly, "Maybe I will."


"You can't do this! It's sheer and utter madness!" Philip yelled at her after the meeting was over.

"And why not?" Lily refuted savagely.

"They're killing, killing, muggle-borns, in case you haven't heard. You're too valuable to lose, Lily. It is people like you that are going to decide whether our entire world succeeds or not."

"Philip, I have to. It's my home. If I don't choose to stand up for it, who will?"

He stared at her, but couldn't think of an argument. So, finally, he said softly, "Don't get yourself killed, or you'll have to answer to me. We'll send someone else over as soon as possible." He gave her a hug, and then left her to her thoughts on what she was going to do.


James Potter checked his watch for the 34 time in the last ten minutes. That French curse person should have been here five minutes ago, and he was still waiting.

Honestly, he hadn't been that excited when he was told that he had to partner whoever it was that was coming, but he wasn't really in a position to complain. Mad-eye had told him personally, and nobody argued with Mad-eye. Ever.

Sighing, James shifted his position on his chair, swiveling about slightly. Whoever this is better have a good reason to be late... he thought angrily.

Suddenly, the air was split with a deafening crack, jolting everyone in the nearby offices, especially James.

"What the HE-" his angry shout was cut away by his shock.

Standing directly infront of him was... Lily. His stomach did a back handspring, shaking him up. Those penetrating emerald eyes that were staring just as confusedly back at him.

The tension hung dead in the air for what seemed like hours, when they both began speaking at once.

"What are you-"

"How in the wor-"

Each silenced themselves and broke the stare they had been keeping up since Lily's rather abrupt entrance.

"What are you doing here, Potter." Lily finally asked, breaking the silence that surrounded them.

"I work here. It's you that seems to be out of place." James retorted furiously.

"No, I was told to come here by Moody. I'm supposed to meet my new partner."

"You're the French person?"

"Yeah, wait… I'm supposed to be working with you?"

"Apparently so. And believe me, I'm not any happier about this than you are. But it's time for everyone to leave, so I'd suggest you go to wherever you're staying." He apparated with a loud pop, leaving Lily to stare in wonder where he had been standing.


Lily sat in the back of the taxi, talking on her cell phone to Anna, who had been beyond exuberant when she learned that Lily was coming back.

"And then he…And then I… I HATE HIM!"

"Okay, Lily, we get the point. I still say you should have least attempted to listen to his version of what happened. But, as you insist, just concentrate on getting through this. You can, you know it. So, who is this new boyfriend of yours?"


On the opposite side of town, Sirius and Remus were watching their best friend pace back and forth across the carpet, occasionally yelling things.

"And right as I get over her, she comes back. Lord, I think that life's decided to be as cruel as possible to me."

"It's called Murphy's Law," Remus couldn't resist throwing in.

James threw up his hands in exasperation, and proceeded to his room.

"So, Lilikins is back." Sirius said, with a look of intense concentration on his face. "Do you believe that it is time for a regrouping of the BLAJBTODT?"

Remus answered with an evil grin. "I do believe so, Padfoot, I do believe so."


I know that this chapter hasn't been the best, and I'm dreadfully sorry. I am lacking in the inspiration department at the moment.

So go review and give me ideas. It can be as big as Anna killing Sirius, or as small as Lily throwing a chair out the window. Anything would work.

Plus, reviewing releases a catalyst in the brain that stimulates the writing process, I swear.

Now, to answer my beloved reviewers-

Amy Lampion- Oh yes, there will be insanity. Lots of insanity.

munch010- Very enthusiastic. I'm scared now.

NorberttheDragon- Oh course it's real. But some dumb people haven't figured that out yet, so we have to keep it hush-hush.

Prongsie-Jamesie- In order to update I have to wait for the last of the reviews. So don't hurt me, hurt the slow reviewers.

nebulia- I feel loved now. And no, I haven't. Dirty Cross-Country uniforms is the worst I've had to deal with. But that's bad enough.

dolcezza113- To quote a friend of mine, "Muh-Beh"

Hpfanficlover- HE IS NOT DEAD!

judystarr- It shall happen soon. Next chapter, I swear.

ourlittlesecret7- I am a wickedly depressing person.

prongsandpaddy- Well done, my young padawan.

Natalie- Thanks. I quote Murphey's law constantly, so it's a bit of a joke between my friends and myself.

Silversides- Plot device.

PinkyTheSnowman- Once again, Plot Device. If it makes you feel better, the spirits of James and Lily are gonna fry me soon for everything I've done.

DramaQn621- you should go read the first

hpandfriendsruletheworld- Thank you. I think it might too, but only time can tell.

Hikaru- Actually, I have three. And 3 hampsters. And two turtles. And bunnies in my yard. And two miniature donkeys. And one little brother. That is the extent of my pets.

le manchot du destin- yes, it worked.

InLuvWitRupert- I plead the fifth.

Lily of the Valley23- Thank you.

Goodbye.

Sally