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Chapter three: Since the dreams began

I sat up suddenly, everything was a blur at first and then, it was clear. I screamed as I took in the ghastly images around me, but my voice bearly came out as a whisper. The place was dark except for a few candles that lighted the room in a haunting sort of way. All I could see everywhere I looked were mangled bodies sprawled across the floor, twitching as though they were having a horrid nightmare. I wanted to wake them, I wanted to make their screams stop. But I couldn't move. I was paralized with fear. I cautiously looked over my own body, scared of what I might see. What I did see scared me. I was covered in cuts and bruises, my shirt and blue jeans torn beyond reconition and soaked in dark red blood. Tears of confusion and fear ran down my dirty cheeks leaving smeared trails in their wake. I didn't know where I was or how I had got to such a place. I wanted to run.

Even though I was surrounded by people I suddenly felt a pressence behind me. I turned and squinted my eyes to see more clearly in the dim light. Thats when I saw him. A body lying in a heap in the corner next to me. Even with all his cuts and bruises I could tell who it was. James. His eyes stared blankly back at me, the usual twinkle completely gone. I crawled to him.

"James! James, are you OK?" I cried.

No answer.

I shook him, careful not to hurt him but wanting desperatly to know he was ok.

"Lily," A voice called to me from a distance. I jumped at the sound and turned, my head flinging in all directions trying to place the voice. "Lily, run!"

I could see him now, the voice who had called to me. It was as though he were two feet in front of me, but his voice sounded like it were miles. I peered at the man through my tears trying to make out his face, but it was more of a shadow than a figure. The only thing that showed were two bright, gleaming, emerald green eyes. The mans eyes held a comfort in them. They were mysterious, yet so formiliar.

"Who are you?" I whispered. But he only said "Run now, you will find your way. Go with James and run." And then he was gone. Vanished.

Run? where to? I am stuck in this place...where ever that is. And James...hes dead... I turned to look where he was lying behind me, but he wasn't there anymore.

"Lily, lets go!" I whirled around. James? He grabbed me by the arm and was pulling me quickly from the room.

"James," I cried "I thought you were dead. Whats going on? Where are we?"

I wanted to hug him. I was so glad that he was ok. But before I could get the chance, he vanished. "James!"

"Where do you think you are going Mudblood?" It was the coldest, darkest voice that I had ever heard that came from behind me and caused my bones to chill. That voice could only belong to one person. Voldamort.

I sprang up. I was back in my room suddenly. I looked down at my body that was now covered in my usual pink and black pajamas and realized with relief that it was only a dream. But it felt so real. My body was covered in sweat and the images that kept playing in my head wouldn't allow me to go back to sleep, so I quietly got out of bed and went to the bathroom where I ran warm water for a bath.

I sank down in the warmth of the water and closed my eyes. Sleep didn't hold any of the comfort I had once felt in it anymore. Not since during the summer. Not since the dreams began.

Just five more minutes. Three. Two. Finally the clocks hand reached twelve and started to hum, letting everyone know that it was at last the end of the class. finally. I had been sitting at my desk, drumming my fingers on the wooden top, counting down the minutes until class would be over. I am usually very attentive during lessons and to busy to even think about being bored. But History of Magic was just different. Never in my entire six and a half years at Hogwarts have I been able to interest myself in the subject. And believe me, I have tried. But it really doesn't help that Professor Binns has the most monotone voice on the planet. At least I try to appear as though I am paying attention. And that is more than I can say for most of the students in surrounding me.

As soon as the clock rang everyone jumped from their seats and started to push their way toward the door. I wasn't far behind them. While most people went back to their respective common rooms I made my way toward the Library. I was almost to the last page of a book I was reading and wanted to finish it. I never hardly check books out of the Library because I like reading in the silent solitude of the back of the library. Hiden behind shelves of dusty old books I found I could read without any one bothering me.

"Ah.." Ok, that hurt. What the crap? I looked up to see that I had ran smack into the king of Hogwarts himself, Sirius Black, Locale heart throb. Well, this is embaressing.

"I am so sorry. I wasn't really watching where I was going." I stuttered grabbing up my books in a hurry. It proved to be a little more difficult considering I still had all of my books from History of Magic and DADA class plus my journal, which I made sure I grabbed first. Why did I not take my books back to my dorm after class like a normal person would do?

"Here let me help." He said picking up my DADA books.

"Thanks." I said getting up. When I stood I found myself looking strait into his incredible steel gray eyes. Wow, he is so hot. No wonder almost every girl in school is in love with him.

"No problem," He said smiling "Lily Evans, right?"

He just smiled at me... and he knows my name... Snap out of it Evans! Your not some hormone driven bimboo. Why.. are.. you.. acting.. so ditsy!

"Oh, yeah. Thats me." I said lamely after noticing I was staring at him and he was looking back at me oddly waiting for an answer.

"Your Sirius."

That was lame. He knows who he is Lily! At least I should hope so.

"yeah."

A bit of an awkward silence passed before I finally said " Well, I better be getting to the Library."

"I'll walk with you." He said.

weird...

"Er..Ok."

"So...Lily, we've never really talked much in all these years we have been in the same house, whats going on in your life?"

"Well, not much, I got elected president of the Charms Club last week. I mean, some things happened over the summer and stuff, but I don't really like to talk about it." I answered lamely.

Actually, I need to talk about. I just wont let myself.

"Oh, well Congrats! I have never actually been to a Charms meeting, but I'm sure its a big honor."

"Yeah, whats going on with you?" I asked wanting to keep the conversation going, and surprisingly being genuinly interested.

"Well, I am Quiditch captian this year. And, just the usual you know, pulling pranks, parties... You probably don't think much of me, I know how serious you are about school and things."

"Oh, no I just think that you are acting like a normal seventeen year old guy. Your hillerious, and make alot of people happy. I think thats pretty great. And captian? Congrats to you too." I smiled at him surprising myself a bit.

He just smiled back at me. You know, maybe hes not so bad afterall.

"Sirius! We have been looking for you all over. Come on, you know what we had planned before dinner." James said as he and the rest of the maraduars came around the conner of the corridor and spotted his friend.

"Yeah, ok I'm comeing." He told his friends. Then looking back at me he said "I'll catch you later. We should talk more often."

"Yeah, see you." Then he was gone.

A/N: Hey, I hope you all liked it! It was a fun chapter to write. Especially the dream, which does play a huge role in the story. And don't worry this is still a L/J fic. Please review! I love reviews...and I need to know if ya'll like it enough for me to keep posting. And I should be updating again really soon because well, im on summer break so I have plenty of time, and I am really excited about this story and have a lot of ideas! I keep getting attacked by plot bunnies!