A/N: last chapter was a wee bit short dontcha think? Well whatever you think, I don't care! Now if you review we can negotiate some conversation terms. Gee I'm rambling aren't I? Nuff o dat. ONWARD READER!

A muggle couple taking their evening walk glanced at the abandoned house on the corner of Godric's Hollow. Vines twined up the sides and over the windowsills, through the cracked and broken windows. The paint was chipped and entirely missing in some areas. All in all, it was dilapidated.

"And it used to be such a lovely house," commented the wife.

"Just goes to show how lazy some people are," snorted her husband.

Lily grinned and let the curtain fall back into place. Her shielding charm had worked! The local muggles hadn't noticed a thing. Well they hadn't noticed that there was someone still living in the house. It was a real shame that they couldn't see it though, thought Lily. After all the hard work she and James had put into it, they ended up having to hide. Oh, ho ho the cruel irony.

James seemed to be thinking along the same lines. He saw what had happened and muttered a few curses, causing the lights to flicker for a moment. Lily sent him a reproachful glance.

"C'mon, James," she said standing behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders. "You're not even going to fire some amazingly sarcastic comment at me? This is quite unlike you."

James gave one of her hands a squeeze and stood up.

"I'm a little uneasy, that's all," he said smiling.

"I know what you mean. I'm so jumpy, thinking you-know-who's going to find us before Peter gets here."

"Say his name, Lil. He wants us to be so afraid of him that we fear to even speak his name. Don't let him get what he wants!" it was a gentle scolding but Lily bit her lip and looked away.

"But I really am that afraid of him, James. I'm so afraid of him that I wake up at night and I don't know why, but then I know it's because I felt his eyes burning into me, watching. I'll be working in the kitchen and shut the windows, as though it'll lock him out forever. Just walking to the restroom I have to look over my shoulder to make sure no one's there."

"I don't know why you're that afraid of him," James interrupted. "After all, you're the scariest person I know. And I mean that in a good way."

She punched him on the arm and walked away, calling over her shoulder that she was going to wake Harry.

"I'm just afraid as you are," James told himself. "But I'm just trying to resist being a coward."

"Oh, Peter thank goodness you've come!" Lily said opening the door and pulling the small man in out of the rain.

Peter's eyes darted about the room as if he were analyzing all possible escape routes. James walked into the room and gave him a hearty thump on the back that nearly broke Peter in half. (a/n: oh how we wish it did…).

"Let's…let's do this…as…as quickly as p-possible," Peter stammered, his rat like nostrils flaring a bit.

Lily and James both nodded simultaneously.

James picked up Harry and took him off to bed, leaving Lily alone with Peter.

"I cant thank you enough," she said after a few moments. "We are deeply in your debt, Peter."

Peter just stood there twitching. A smile crawled across his face briefly.

"Do you want anything to eat? Drink?"

"N-n-n-no…No thank you."

James entered the room.

"He'll cry for awhile but I think he's pretty tired so he'll probably go to sleep pretty quick," James said gesturing towards Harry's room.

"Let's do this," said Lily, putting a reaffirming hand on Peter's shoulder.

---------------------Well I don't know how the fidelus charm is performed or if Rowling has a plan to tell us how it is done so umm bladeedadeeda----fidelus charm----voila---Peter is the secret keeper-------------------------

Lily and James waved their friend off into the wet night. As soon as the door was closed, Lily collapsed onto the floor, crying gently.

"Lily!"

"I'm sorry—I'm fine, James. It's just that…he's so weak and we're entrusting him with our lives? I'm so sorry. I do not doubt him. But I'd much rather have Remus or Sirius."

James knelt down and held her, letting her cry a bit.

"Yeah I know how you feel. But I really don't think he'll cave. Really I don't."

He stroked her beautiful red hair, breathing it in. he wouldn't let Lily die. And his son would grow to be a famous Quidditch player. They would all be alive this time next year. Lily might be pregnant again. Harry would be two and waddling around getting into every form of mischief imaginable. Perhaps Voldemort would be dead and they'd have a Halloween party. Sirius and Remus and Peter would all be there and they'd all be happier then they ever had been.

Wouldn't that be nice?

A/N: not a very exciting chapter I know, but an important one! Heh heh the details were a little yes. Anyhooo REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!