Engaging

Thrill Me

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, they belong to J. K. Rowling. Except for Sara Sweets, she belongs to me . Author's note: This is based upon what I have taken from the Harry Potter stories, and is totally in my head. And I seriously believe that Voldemort is either in love with Lily or is her half-brother, so that is in this story. If you are easily offended by vulgar language or sexual content you should not read this fanficiton. Please review.

Lily opened her eyes, there was something wrong.

"James, what time is it?" she asked.

He blinked at her question, "About three thirty, why? What's wrong?" he asked concerned.

Lily shot to her feet and quickly dressed herself, throwing James's clothes in his face, "Something is wrong," she informed him, her voice shaky and her hands trembling, "Something is very wrong."

"Another has taken you!" Tom shouted at her, furious and enraged.

She smiled at him, "I was never taken, I gave myself to him. And I would do so again. I love him, and I despise you," she said then spat in his face.

His eyes widened. A strong hand came down hard across her face, bruising her cheek instantly. She could taste blood inside of her mouth, yes, this was the last thing she would know. She had seen it. The hand found her again, her cheek still stinging from the previous blow.

He would hit her again, then he would take her life. It was exactly what she had seen in her dream earlier in Sirius's arms. That was the only thing that made her want to cry. She would never see him again, could never know if their love would amount to anything at all.

His hand rose again.

Sara stared bravely into his livid eyes, accepting her fate, knowing that there was no other way.

A roar came from the other side of the room, drawing Tom's attention away from Sara and to the huge black dog that stood at the entrance, his fangs bared, hatred blazing in his black eyes.

Sara could not see him, but knew that Sirius was in the room and in the form of the dog. He was growling, threatening, daring Tom to lay another hand on her.

Sara was so confused, this was all wrong, this wasn't supposed to happen. She was supposed to die.

Sirius leapt upon Tom and the two began to fight, leaving her there on the ground.

Her eyes glazed over as another vision came to her, this time of the future in its twisted state. The ending frightened her and brought tears to her eyes.

"No," she whispered as the two fought on.

"No!" she screamed as the large black dog flew above her and into the wall.

She got to her feet and saw him there, trying to stand, blood upon his side and a hatred in his eyes that could be defined by no other word.

Sara's eyes widened as he leapt past her and back at Tom, ignoring the limp in his own step.

"No!" she called again as he was easily tossed away.

"So!" Tom shouted, loathing in his eyes, "This is the one who has taken you away from me. Remember my promise? I shall now fulfill it, and he will die." Tom said, his eyes fixed with those of the dog.

But the black dog simply got to its feet and charged at Tom again, in the exact style that had been in her vision. She didn't even realize that her voice echoed his name throughout the castle, didn't know the fury that was welling up inside of her, didn't know that the fatal hate couldn't be held in.

"Sirius!"