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And I didn't originally plan for any real James/Dom action, but I may now.

Oh and James is acting calm around Dom because he has a girlfriend and has already pretty much given up on Lily. He's not forcing himself on her andI never really imagined he did in the real story. Just when he got near her he showed off. I find I like James better when he's not shoving himself in Lily's face.

However,at the moment, his hope on Lily is rising. He's trying to block this feeling out though, because of his relationship with Amy.

Chapter eleven

There was an enormous amount of excitement in the great hall the next day; the Slytherin and Ravenclaw tables especially. Lily could see Dom practically jumping up and down in his seat,his pumpkin juice slopping allover the tablecloth. She turned around so he wouldn't have a chance to see her watching him and started eating her breakfast half-heartedly, Alice at her side.

"Any good news concerning Dom and his quidditch addiction?" she asked, looking in his direction.

"I'd say it's getting worse," Lily replied bitterly. "Much worse." She reached around her neck and felt the chain still clinging to her skin. In the midst of all her thoughts she had forgotten to take it off. Now she faced Alice, holding out the two emerald stones. "Look what he gave me last night."

Alice observed the rocks with her mouth open. "They're beautiful. Are they - "

"They're a family heirloom," Lily said. "A family heirloom Alice!" She ripped the necklace off and handed it to her friend. "It was his great aunts or something. Really sentimental!"

Alice played around with the necklace, examining it at all angles. "Wow, you're so - "

"Don't say lucky, don't you dare say lucky!" Lily said frustrated. "You should have heard him talking last night! He was saying stuff about a house and how I'd never have to work because of his quidditch money! Alice, this is not a good thing!"

"Ok, ok. Calm down," Alice said, passing the necklace back to Lily. "You two have only been dating for about a month. He can't possibly be thinking of stuff like that. A lot can happen between now and the end of the school year. He'll come to his senses."

"Will he? I don't know. It just seems to be getting worse and worse. He'll throw a fit today if he doesn't win his stupid game, but if he wins I'll have to put up with all his ranting about how great quidditch is. Urg, help me Alice."

"Er - I don't know," Alice said awkwardly. "I'm not really good with this kind of thing. Break up with him?"

"I'll give him more time," Lily decided. "I don't want to hurt him."

"Ok," Alice shrugged. "But if you want help on the relationship front, I suggest asking Amy," she pointed down the table to where Amy and James were sitting, lip-locked.

Lily followed Alice's finger and saw what she was showing her, it was then Lily got a strange feeling rushing through her body like she had just plunged one thousand feet through the air. It happened the second she had laid eyes on the two of them. Lily quickly shook it off and looked back at Alice.

"You two made up then?"

"Ya," Alice played around with the strawberry sauce on her plate. "She apologized... It wasn't really sincere, but I didn't think I could keep up with ignoring her anymore..."

"Mmm, I know the feeling..."

And without another word, the two girls resumed eating. At about half past eight Alice suggested they start heading over to the pitch and so they left the table and went in the way of the grounds.

"It keeps getting colder and colder," Alice muttered, shivering slightly. "Wish I'd remembered to bring my scarf."

"Here take mine," Lily said, unwrapping hers from her neck and handing it to Alice.

"Thanks."

"Its looks like its going to rain too," Alice said, gazing up at the cloudy sky as she spoke.

Lily felt a droplet of water fall onto her nose the second after Alice had stopped speaking.

"I'm going to the dormitory to get an umbrella," Lily said as more rain started to fall. "Save me a seat."

"Ok," Alice called after Lily as the redhead sprinted back up the steps towards the castle.

Once inside, Lily stopped running and started walking as slowly as possible. She didn't really want to watch the game. She would hear enough about it when it was over anyway. Dom wouldn't want her to be left in the dark about the game.

On her way to the common room she was stopped by Peeves. Lily put her hands over her head instinctively.

"Bridget is looking for you," Peeves cackled. "Say's she's got something to tell you."

Lily tripped on a stair and Peeves laughed manically. Face red, Lily pulled herself back up.

"She does? Where did you see her last?"

"Gave the message," Peeves taunted. "Was told not to say anything else."

"But - No wait!" But Peeves had already zoomed off.

Bridget was probably at the game though, and Lily would have quite a tough job trying to find her amidst the sea of cheering people. She would talk to her after the match.

Lily trudged up the stairs and took a left; her hair bouncing around her shoulders with every step.

She could hear the rain outside start to pour down ever stronger and was glad she was warm and dry inside.

She reached the common room too quickly for her liking and picked up her umbrella, tangled up in the mess that was her room. Lily was actually quite neat. Not in an insane way, she just preferred it when she could find all of her things easily. You know, not spend a whole day looking for a sock, like Amy did all too often.

As Lily passed one of the windows in the common room, she saw it completely fogged up. The rain was coming down harder than ever and she could have sworn she had just seen a flash of lighting.

And now came the thunder.

Lily looked sadly at the welcoming fireplace warming up the room. Would it be so bad if she just sat by it for - oh say - fifteen minutes. Just to warm up? Dom wouldn't know she wasn't there.

So, tossing the umbrella aside, Lily flopped down on her favorite squishy armchair infront of the fire and sat there peacefully, watching the merry flames.

It was so warm and cozy, Lily started to feel extremely drowsy. She could feel her heavy eyelids closing and thought to herself, I'll just rest my eyes for a bit...a minute only...a minute...

Lily was standing on Saturn's rings, arms held out to steady herself for the rings were rotating slowly beneath her feet. There was something approaching her and Lily squinted her eyes trying to make out who it was.

She gasped.

It was Voldemort. A person who had failed to inhabit her dreams for almost six years now. She stayed rooted to the spot, eyes never leaving the decrepit grey skeleton with the blazing red eyes.

He walked towards her, unaffected by the spinning rings beneath him, with his right hand stretched out. His long fingers were like spider legs and Lily shivered as they traced patterns on her skin.

Her and Voldemort where now only inches apart. Voldemort smiled widely, his teeth yellow and decaying, and he spoke to Lily softly. "Give it back."

"Give what back?" Lily asked recoiling from his touch.

"Back, Lily."

Lily didn't have a clue as to what he was talking about - until she felt a small weight drop in her cloaks pocket. She reached inside and slowly extracted it. The cup.

"Fine," Lily said. "Take it I don't want it. Is it yours?"

"Yeessss," Voldemort hissed, the tone in his voice was more like a snake was speaking. He stretched up his hand greedily, "Give it to me."

Lily didn't know why, but she was feeling reluctant to hand it over to him. "How - how do I know its yours. Do you have any proof?"

"Proof?" Voldemort laughed and pulled out his wand. "I don't need to give a mudblood proof."

"This mudblood wants proof."

"Give it to me," Voldemort said again, licking his teeth with a grey tongue. "Or I'll have to kill you. I don't want to kill you, you know."

Lily's hand was still clutching the cup, she was breathing rather heavily, but had made up her mind not to give the cup to Voldemort. Nothing good would come out of it.

"I'm not giving it to you. Sorry."

The change in Voldemort was so sudden it happened in less than a second. He swelled up monstrously and his eyes burned into Lily's skin. His wispy black hair bellowed around his face and he screamed, "Avada K - "

Lily sat up, heart racing. Another dream involving the cup, she thought thoroughly irritated and looking around at her surroundings. She was back in the common room.

Lily gave a little startled jump and fell off the armchair she was currently occupying as she felt something cold in one of her hands. The cup thudded to the floor with her.

Lily picked it up curiously. She could have sworn she had left it up in the dormitory in her trunk...

There was something up with this cup, but Lily just couldn't seem to make any sort of connection. 'It's causing these dreams', was the closest she got.

Lily glanced at her watch and saw it was almost five o'clock. With a small rush of panic, she leapt to her feet and sprinted out the common room at the way down to the pitch.

The game was still going on.

Lily looked at her watch again. The game started at nine, it was now five...

The game had been going on for eight hours.

Lily moved over to the stands and scanned them for any signs of Alice. She was glad of the fact Alice had chosen to wear a bright red shirt today so it was easy to spot her.

"I'm so sorry I'm late Alice," she apologized, taking a seat next to her. "I fell asleep."

"Did you at least bring your umbrella?"

"Er - no, I must have left that in the common room...sorry..."

Alice shook her head. "I left for a lunch break, but Bridget, Amy, and I voted on heading back to the pitch instead of to the common room."

"Amy would rather sit out here in the pouring rain that lounge out infront of a fireplace?" Lily asked disbelievingly.

"It's James," Alice said. "She's over there with him right now."

"Where's Bridget?"

"I think she said she was going to the washroom. It was that or she was going to look for you."

"Did she look angry?"

Alice shook her head. "No."

"So - er - do you want to head back inside? I can't see anything of the game."

Alice nodded. "Yes, alright."

They fought their way out of the stands and splashed onto the ground below the second the Ravenclaw end erupted in roars.

Lily turned back and saw the Ravenclaw team in blue robes, hugging each other in the air and slowly descending down, Dom among them.

Alice looked at Lily worriedly, waiting for her reaction. "Happy?"

"I - I, ya, of course I am," Lily managed to say before she saw Dom running up to greet her. He pulled her into a hug, soaking through her clothes.

"We won!" he yelled unnecessarily.

"Ya that's great," Lily said not too enthusiastically, dragging herself out of his grasp.

"Too bad you can't come to the common room to celebrate!" Dom said before being dragged off by his fellow team members. "Nine goals!"

"Well...at least you don't have to listen to his rambling's," Alice said, a trace of uncertainty in her voice.

"We've agreed to meet after dinner," Lily said.

"Oh... Well I - "

"Alice!"

Lily and Alice turned around to see Frank waving wildly in their direction.

"Oh," Alice looked at Lily apologetically, "I've got to go. I'll see you later I guess."

"Yeah, ok," Lily said and watched Alice bounce off towards Frank. She pulled the hood of her cloak over her head and started to head slowly back to the castle.

xxx

"Nine goals!" Dom repeated for the third time that day. "Nine, can you believe it?"

It was almostten and the two of them were standing together in a deserted hallway discussing the match, or rather, Dom was talking nonstop about his victory while Lily listened patiently.

"I thought I wouldn't get that last one in. The Slytherins have a real good keeper, but I snuck it in."

"Mmm..."

"And then the seventh, I - Oy! Watch where you're going!" he shouted after James who had suddenly appeared, pushing past him and sprinting off further down the hall.

"What's his problem?" Dom asked looking after him. "Geeze, he can't get near me without ramming into me! Anyways, the seventh goal..."

When will this night end, thought Lily. She had already tried changing the subject. Many times. She kept reminding herself that Dom was only like this when a quidditch game was nearing andover. His excitement would pass and they would be back onto talking about things Lily found interesting and not a waste of time.

"And then there was the fourth, let me tell you - "

"Dom," Lily interrupted, throwing up a hand, "Stop. Do you think for one minute that we could maybe talk about something else?"

"Lily," Dom knocked her hand down, "This is a huge deal for me. I would really appreciate it if you cared a little."

"Yeah? Well I don't!" Lily had lost it. "I don't care! I've never cared and I never will! You knew that and know that! I never change my mind about these things!"

"And you think I care about everything you want to talk about," Dom cut in as Lily drew breath.

"Dom, do you want to make this relationship work?" Lily cried. She angrily reached in her pocket and drew out he necklace. "What did you mean by this?"

"It was a gift," Dom said, ears reddening. "I would think you'd like it."

"It's your great aunts!" Lily said, frustrated. "Your great aunts! This is really sentimental!"

"I thought you liked that kind of stuff! And it was my grandmothers!"

"I do like sentimental stuff most of the time," Lily corrected. "But do you know what this necklace symbolizes in my mind? It's like you're claiming me as your property. It feels like an engagement ring. And then just yesterday you were talking about me and you and a house and your job and it was like you've already planned out our future and - "

"Lily, the necklace is just a piece of jewelry. That's all. You know jewelry? It's what girls like."

"When have you ever seen me wearing jewelry?" Lily asked disbelievingly. "When?"

"You've been known to wear earrings."

"Dom, this isn't just a piece of jewelry."

"Yes it is," Dom insisted. "That's all, I swear. I thought maybe you liked the history attached to it."

"Well I was never told the history attached to it. Just that it was your grandmothers."

"My grandmother who helped with the merpeople rebellions."

"I don't care about rebellions. Ever wonder why I dropped History of Magic?"

"Everyone drops that class after OWL's," Dom pointed out. "And there really is a fascinating history surrounding that necklace. It's worth more than its weight in gold."

Ya right, Lily thought, but gave in and pocketed the necklace anyway.

"Lily," Dom said softly, taking her by the shoulders and bringing her closer to him. "I love you. I have since the fourth year, but I've never gotten the courage to say so until now. I love you."

And Lily, who didn't feel happy or elated at this news, but rather uncomfortable, not sure of what exactly she felt for him, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before pulling herself out of his arms.

"That necklace means a lot to me," Dom said. "So - you know - just be careful with it."

Lily didn't answer. He didn't get it. He just didn't get it. He saw the doubt in her mind, but refused to acknowledge it. She wasn't sure what to do next. She noticed the strong urge she had suddenly gotten to hurl the necklace down the hall and watch the emerald shatter into a million pieces against the stone wall; but felt she had more composure than that and, in the end, decided against it.

Lily had noticed the change in Dom, starting from the day by the lake to now and she didn't like it. He was a lot more fun when they were just friends. But Lily just couldn't get these words out as they kept getting stuck in her throat. She was just waiting, but all this waiting was making her feel as though she was wasting her time and burrowing deeper into a hole that would be more difficult to get out of the longer she stayed there.

"Well - er - I'd better head back to my common room then... See you later," she said awkwardly before turning her back on him and walking down the nearly empty hallway.

"I'll see you tomorrow!" Dom called after her, his voice bouncing off the walls in an unnerving echo.

Lily didn't reply and picked up her pace slightly. When she was sure he was out of earshot, she broke into a run and didn't stop until she bumped into Sirius Black; literally.

"S - sorry," Lily quickly apologized. "I - I wasn't paying too much attention as to where I was going. I - what are you so happy about?"

"Nothing," Sirius replied slyly, a joke playing in his voice.

Lily narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. "There's something Black, I can usually tell when you're lying. What did you do?"

Sirius smiled slightly, "You'll find out soon enough."

"Sirius, I wasn't kidding when I said no more pranks. When I do find out what it is you did you'll be in detention so fast - "

"Well then I'd be best not to tell you know and enjoy an extra day of freedom," Black said.

"Sirius, will you ever grow up?"

"A marauder never will."

"A what, sorry?"

"Oh wait, Remus has, I'll give him credit."

Lily sighed, "I'm too tired to worry about this now. I'm going to bed."

The mystery of Bridget should be solved very soon. I almost put the start in this chapter before I realized it was a chapter too early. :)

There's also an event in here that happened in jk rowling's books and i'm pretty sure you can figure it out. :)

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