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A/N: Thanx for your reviews guys!!!!! Glad you thought the last chapi was scary…but the horrible night ends by the end of this one! Sorry I can take too long with my chappies…I'll try my best anyway. The thing I have to beware you of is the increase in the violence and darkness in the story, for a few chappies anyway, but after all Voldemort ruled in Marauder era! Anyway thanx again, and since I'm kinda of a hopless romantic I have to add in romance somewhere, so don't worry, it won't ALL be violence! ^_^
The heater in the Evan's beautiful house was turned up high, yet Lily Evans couldn't help but feel chilly. Rubbing her arms to make her goosbumps disappear, she plastered a fake cheerful smile across her face. It was Christmas Eve…and things couldn't get any worst. The Evans beautiful house was decorated in the beautiful red and gold decorations, and soft music played quietly…but something was missing, or more accurately someone.
The Evans were all trying their hardest to seem cheerful, though the fake smiles and the forced conversation did nothing to change the dull mood. Lily had never thought Petunia's absence would feel so empty, she couldn't remember a time when she had wanted her older sister to take up the seat across from her so desperately…though something on her parents grim faces made her suspicious. It was like there was a little voice mumbling in the back of Lily's head, as though she knew something was going on…but trying to find out what it was, was nearly impossible.
Taking a sip of her eggnog, Lily silently studied her parent's sad smiles…those eyes…they knew something…but before Lily had the chance to try to figure out what was going on or even settle her glass down, there was a sudden wave of cold, so chilling Lily felt spooked. As though that wasn't enough to freak her out, all the lights went out as well…the blackness darker than Lily had ever seen before…but it wasn't until she felt happiness slip away from her, when a scream left her lips.
Her whole body shaking Lily heard a woman shriek and glass braking, barely aware of the warm blood running down her hands, she ripped her wand out of her pocket whispering a spell quickly. The sudden light that appeared at the tip of her wand revealed an image Lily knew would hunt her forever…a horrible face, though it really was not, since it only held a giant gaping mouth…a rotting hand clutching her long pale throat…Watching it lower it's head as though giving her mother a kiss, Lily felt her knees buckle, yet something kept her from falling to the floor. She wasn't sure how she did it, but Lily's grip firmed around her wand and she started screaming out curses…ones she had practiced in class…ones she had only read about in books. Anything that came to mind, Lily tried it all…but nothing so much as fazed that disgusting creator…she didn't even understand what the hell was going on. She felt as though her body was draining, hope had been long gone…but something in Lily's body kept her going even though her body was screaming out to just blackout and give into peace.
Crying out in frustration and horror, Lily did the only thing she could think of…the very last thing she could do…she ran for the dark cloaked creator, attacking it as hard as she could! Pain spread through Lily, as her body collided with the monsters', it was like crashing into a solid wall of metal…though Lily paid no mind to it, her eyes locked on her mother, now released from the creators grip. Getting to her feet with lightening like speed she threw her arms around the older women, but it didn't feel right…as though she was hugging something dead. Slowly Lily pulled away, even more chilled now…and saw a pair of green eyes so empty they would make pit less holes seem overflowing.
"Daaaad," she pushed the hollow body away, feeling shock waves wash through her, "Daaaaaaaaaaaaaad."
Her horror only doubled when she realized her father never answered, when she realized he was just standing there…expressionless…not too far away from another one those terrifying creators. Lily felt her body freeze up in fear, but exhaustion took over instead…the strain of horrifying pictures that passed in front of her was too great, with nothing to hold her standing Lily fell to the floor. With nothing to get her to keep fighting her mind blanked just as blackness became all that existed.
* * *
"James!" Sirius cried out, staring at the frozen owl in surprise, "What the hell are you doing?"
"That's Dumbledore's owl," James said, caressing the now stone like snowy owl in his arms. Seeing the confused look on his friends' faces, he sighed in frustration, "it's the owl with the important news for my mom!"
"And…?" Ron stared at him dumbfounded, making James throw up his arms and glare at them all.
"I bet my best broomstick that it says the name of every family attacked tonight…I can't take the suspense for much longer. What if it's the Prewett's house tonight? Or someone else we know???"
"James…it's probably too late by now," Sirius said quietly, nevertheless he barely gave James the chance to speak before he had the letter untangled from the owl's foot himself, "not that we shouldn't try to help anyway!"
"Thanks mate," James said gratefully, and eagerly watched Sirius' face as he began to read…watched as his best friend's handsome face lost all it's color. A shiver running through him, James opened his mouth to ask whom it was…when he noticed Sirius' hands trembling, his own began to as well.
"It's her…there was an attack in a muggle city…it was Lily," Sirius barley whispered, but James felt every word slice through him like white hot knives. Struggling to breath, James squeezed his eyes shut and got bombarded with horrifying images. Every second that passed felt like long anguishing years, every thought more horrible than the last.
"We have to go find her," James said numbly. Barely aware of his body or that he had spoken at all, he grabbed his wand, and pointed it at his head, but something stopped his arm mid air. Looking up James' eyes met Sirius' flashing black ones.
"I'm coming with you," he said simply, his voice not hard nor soft…just a little hopeless.
"Sure," James managed to choke out; he couldn't understand why his throat was so dry.
"I'm coming too!" a different voice called out, this one however shook like crazy.
"No, stay here!" James said so suddenly he felt a little surprised he had spoken at all.
"I said I'm coming too! You can really use my help…trust me!" James snorted at that, barely aware of the hurt look that appeared on the other boy's face…so much like his own.
"Stay here kid, I don't wanna have to worry about keeping you safe too!"
"Let him come James," Sirius said quietly making James stare at him, and he nodded his head slightly, "we can use his help."
"We're coming too!!!" this time it was a girl's voice.
"Yeah, we're really good—"
"No! Ron, Hermione…stay here," Harry cut them off, a sad pleading look on his face, "please."
"Follow me then," James called, barely waiting to see the two grim nods, and dashed out of the room, "My father has a various collection of portkeys in his office…hurry up, we don't want to be late!" While to his ears that sounded right, deep down he couldn't help but to wonder if it was already much too late…
* * *
Lily awoke to find the most beautiful face she had ever seen staring down at her…at that moment his soft hazel eyes were her gateways to heaven. She blinked a few times enjoying the feeling of his strong arms around her, her dream come true, not knowing where and how she was there…though not caring much.
Too bad the blissful moment was just that, a short moment. Too short in Lily's opinion since it didn't take long at all for all the horrid memories to return to her. In a flash she was back to the darkness, gazing into her mother's glassy eyes…and once again resting in James' arms.
Feeling rather dizzy Lily tried to sit up, listening to the dim shrieking in the back of her head. She realized she didn't feel very cozy anymore, if anything she thought her very blood was ice cold within her veins. Though the way James held her body against his, something within Lily grew warm…something she didn't think she deserved at all. Pushing him away from her, she managed to pull away…the hurt expression on his face stabbing a hole through her heart.
"Are you alright Lily?" asked a soft female voice, and as she turned, Lily found herself staring at a pretty woman with light brown hair.
Her mouth too dry to answer Lily just gave the smallest of nods. The woman's voice had snapped her out of a numb daze, as now Lily realized she and James weren't the only ones there, in fact there were others…faces Lily didn't bother studying…faces that would very likely be only a blur by the next day. Yet she recognized the room. It was half destroyed…but there was no mistaking the room she had been in the night before…the room in which she had seen those creatures…where she had lost her parents…NO!
"NO!" Lily was surprised that she had screamed that out loud, making a few people jump, though she paid them no mind. Instead she glared at the older woman, "what the hell are you doing here??? You should be out hunting and KILLING those fucking monsters!!! You HAVE to go find my parents, they need help, I think the black cloak things did something to them…WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR???? GO AND HELP MY PARENTS!!!!!!"
"Your parents are long gone—"
"NO!!! THEY'RE ALIVE, I SAW THEM!!!!! THE CREATURES JUST DID SOMETHING TO THEM, AND YOU CAN FIX THEM!!!!!!!!" Lily felt her throat burning. What the hell did she have to do to convince these people…her parents had been standing the last time she had seen them! No dead people could stand…they we're just a little zoned out. Yet deep within her heart Lily knew the blank eyes on her mother would never again be replaced by her mothers' warm emerald gaze.
"Their bodies are fine, yes. However your parent's souls are long lost." Feeling her heart shatter at these words, a part of Lily still wanted to get up and start screaming and demanding them to help her parents. The voice she had presumed to be soft now was anything but. The woman's words had left some sort of prison around Lily's doubts to the truth offered…Lily would've been impressed had they met another time. Now however something white hot consumed Lily's insides.
Lily was barely aware of her shaking body as she slowly drew herself up, now looking around dimly. A small bit of surprise filled her when her eyes fell on Sirius…they boy who was rarely seen without some sort of smile or smirk…his face so grim Lily felt a stab of sorrow not owned by her parents. There were a lot of people she didn't recognize, and for a second she thought she saw a second James…only realizing it was Harry…yet the expression on his face confused her. Her eyes fell back on James, who had now began to stand as well.
"So," Lily cleared her voice and went on, totally oblivious to the occupants of the room, other than James. She could hear dim familiar voice from another room but that she ignored as well, "So, they l-lost their s-s-souls?"
"I'm sorry," James began, now taking a step towards her and Lily quickly backed away. She felt dirty…she had done nothing to save her parents when it should've been her with the lost soul…she didn't deserve James. Another hurt look passed James' face, though he covered it up quickly and went on, "Dementers are horrid creatures! They guard the wizard prison and drive most of the prisoners crazy in no time at all…they suck all the happiness out of you and make you remember only your most horrible memories. But that's nothing compared to…their worst weapon is…they can steal a person's soul…"
"D-dementers?" a shaky voice asked from behind Lily, who turned around to find her sisters' face paler than she had ever seen it before. If her ghostly complexion was bad, it was nothing compared to Petunia's eyes…so dull and dark…hopeless.
"Are you alright?" another voice asked Petunia from Lily's right.
The blond girl sucked in a gulp of air, looking as though she'd faint any second, and shut her eyes for a moment before zipping up her jacket with shaky hands. Ignoring everyone else in the room, Petunia's eyes fell on Lily, her face so fall of hatred…hatred so strong Lily was sure it would never be resolved or disappear. A sudden smile then formed on the blonde's bony face, a smile so cold and furious it sent shivers down Lily's spine, and as she started talking, her soft icy voice made Lily even weaker in the knees.
"You go and get yourself involved with these dangerous savages…and mom and dad end up paying for it. All those years praising you for you're abnormalities…and this is how you repay them. You are disgusting Lily…you standing there while…mom and dad lost their souls. I HATE you Lily, you were never a sister of mine…and you're DEAD to me!" The volume on Petunia's voice hadn't changed, but the coldness had increased a million times before the girl threw her sister another glare pure with despise and dashed out of the room.
Knowing her sister was right only pained Lily even more. If it hadn't been for her and her involvement with the magical community Voldemort would not have cared enough to send Dementers to the Evans home. If Lily had not been a witch Petunia would've never hated her…and the two wouldn't have made their parents' lives living hell! If Lily had only ignored her letter to Hogwarts…she'd be sitting at the now ruined table sipping eggnog happily with her family, none of which would hate her or be gone…
Lily wavered, before falling to her knees and puking all over the floor. Wiping her mouth with her sleeve she felt a sudden feeling of terrible loneliness, and for the first time hugged her knees as close as possible, letting warm tears flow down her cheeks.
A/N: Thanx for your reviews guys!!!!! Glad you thought the last chapi was scary…but the horrible night ends by the end of this one! Sorry I can take too long with my chappies…I'll try my best anyway. The thing I have to beware you of is the increase in the violence and darkness in the story, for a few chappies anyway, but after all Voldemort ruled in Marauder era! Anyway thanx again, and since I'm kinda of a hopless romantic I have to add in romance somewhere, so don't worry, it won't ALL be violence! ^_^
The heater in the Evan's beautiful house was turned up high, yet Lily Evans couldn't help but feel chilly. Rubbing her arms to make her goosbumps disappear, she plastered a fake cheerful smile across her face. It was Christmas Eve…and things couldn't get any worst. The Evans beautiful house was decorated in the beautiful red and gold decorations, and soft music played quietly…but something was missing, or more accurately someone.
The Evans were all trying their hardest to seem cheerful, though the fake smiles and the forced conversation did nothing to change the dull mood. Lily had never thought Petunia's absence would feel so empty, she couldn't remember a time when she had wanted her older sister to take up the seat across from her so desperately…though something on her parents grim faces made her suspicious. It was like there was a little voice mumbling in the back of Lily's head, as though she knew something was going on…but trying to find out what it was, was nearly impossible.
Taking a sip of her eggnog, Lily silently studied her parent's sad smiles…those eyes…they knew something…but before Lily had the chance to try to figure out what was going on or even settle her glass down, there was a sudden wave of cold, so chilling Lily felt spooked. As though that wasn't enough to freak her out, all the lights went out as well…the blackness darker than Lily had ever seen before…but it wasn't until she felt happiness slip away from her, when a scream left her lips.
Her whole body shaking Lily heard a woman shriek and glass braking, barely aware of the warm blood running down her hands, she ripped her wand out of her pocket whispering a spell quickly. The sudden light that appeared at the tip of her wand revealed an image Lily knew would hunt her forever…a horrible face, though it really was not, since it only held a giant gaping mouth…a rotting hand clutching her long pale throat…Watching it lower it's head as though giving her mother a kiss, Lily felt her knees buckle, yet something kept her from falling to the floor. She wasn't sure how she did it, but Lily's grip firmed around her wand and she started screaming out curses…ones she had practiced in class…ones she had only read about in books. Anything that came to mind, Lily tried it all…but nothing so much as fazed that disgusting creator…she didn't even understand what the hell was going on. She felt as though her body was draining, hope had been long gone…but something in Lily's body kept her going even though her body was screaming out to just blackout and give into peace.
Crying out in frustration and horror, Lily did the only thing she could think of…the very last thing she could do…she ran for the dark cloaked creator, attacking it as hard as she could! Pain spread through Lily, as her body collided with the monsters', it was like crashing into a solid wall of metal…though Lily paid no mind to it, her eyes locked on her mother, now released from the creators grip. Getting to her feet with lightening like speed she threw her arms around the older women, but it didn't feel right…as though she was hugging something dead. Slowly Lily pulled away, even more chilled now…and saw a pair of green eyes so empty they would make pit less holes seem overflowing.
"Daaaad," she pushed the hollow body away, feeling shock waves wash through her, "Daaaaaaaaaaaaaad."
Her horror only doubled when she realized her father never answered, when she realized he was just standing there…expressionless…not too far away from another one those terrifying creators. Lily felt her body freeze up in fear, but exhaustion took over instead…the strain of horrifying pictures that passed in front of her was too great, with nothing to hold her standing Lily fell to the floor. With nothing to get her to keep fighting her mind blanked just as blackness became all that existed.
* * *
"James!" Sirius cried out, staring at the frozen owl in surprise, "What the hell are you doing?"
"That's Dumbledore's owl," James said, caressing the now stone like snowy owl in his arms. Seeing the confused look on his friends' faces, he sighed in frustration, "it's the owl with the important news for my mom!"
"And…?" Ron stared at him dumbfounded, making James throw up his arms and glare at them all.
"I bet my best broomstick that it says the name of every family attacked tonight…I can't take the suspense for much longer. What if it's the Prewett's house tonight? Or someone else we know???"
"James…it's probably too late by now," Sirius said quietly, nevertheless he barely gave James the chance to speak before he had the letter untangled from the owl's foot himself, "not that we shouldn't try to help anyway!"
"Thanks mate," James said gratefully, and eagerly watched Sirius' face as he began to read…watched as his best friend's handsome face lost all it's color. A shiver running through him, James opened his mouth to ask whom it was…when he noticed Sirius' hands trembling, his own began to as well.
"It's her…there was an attack in a muggle city…it was Lily," Sirius barley whispered, but James felt every word slice through him like white hot knives. Struggling to breath, James squeezed his eyes shut and got bombarded with horrifying images. Every second that passed felt like long anguishing years, every thought more horrible than the last.
"We have to go find her," James said numbly. Barely aware of his body or that he had spoken at all, he grabbed his wand, and pointed it at his head, but something stopped his arm mid air. Looking up James' eyes met Sirius' flashing black ones.
"I'm coming with you," he said simply, his voice not hard nor soft…just a little hopeless.
"Sure," James managed to choke out; he couldn't understand why his throat was so dry.
"I'm coming too!" a different voice called out, this one however shook like crazy.
"No, stay here!" James said so suddenly he felt a little surprised he had spoken at all.
"I said I'm coming too! You can really use my help…trust me!" James snorted at that, barely aware of the hurt look that appeared on the other boy's face…so much like his own.
"Stay here kid, I don't wanna have to worry about keeping you safe too!"
"Let him come James," Sirius said quietly making James stare at him, and he nodded his head slightly, "we can use his help."
"We're coming too!!!" this time it was a girl's voice.
"Yeah, we're really good—"
"No! Ron, Hermione…stay here," Harry cut them off, a sad pleading look on his face, "please."
"Follow me then," James called, barely waiting to see the two grim nods, and dashed out of the room, "My father has a various collection of portkeys in his office…hurry up, we don't want to be late!" While to his ears that sounded right, deep down he couldn't help but to wonder if it was already much too late…
* * *
Lily awoke to find the most beautiful face she had ever seen staring down at her…at that moment his soft hazel eyes were her gateways to heaven. She blinked a few times enjoying the feeling of his strong arms around her, her dream come true, not knowing where and how she was there…though not caring much.
Too bad the blissful moment was just that, a short moment. Too short in Lily's opinion since it didn't take long at all for all the horrid memories to return to her. In a flash she was back to the darkness, gazing into her mother's glassy eyes…and once again resting in James' arms.
Feeling rather dizzy Lily tried to sit up, listening to the dim shrieking in the back of her head. She realized she didn't feel very cozy anymore, if anything she thought her very blood was ice cold within her veins. Though the way James held her body against his, something within Lily grew warm…something she didn't think she deserved at all. Pushing him away from her, she managed to pull away…the hurt expression on his face stabbing a hole through her heart.
"Are you alright Lily?" asked a soft female voice, and as she turned, Lily found herself staring at a pretty woman with light brown hair.
Her mouth too dry to answer Lily just gave the smallest of nods. The woman's voice had snapped her out of a numb daze, as now Lily realized she and James weren't the only ones there, in fact there were others…faces Lily didn't bother studying…faces that would very likely be only a blur by the next day. Yet she recognized the room. It was half destroyed…but there was no mistaking the room she had been in the night before…the room in which she had seen those creatures…where she had lost her parents…NO!
"NO!" Lily was surprised that she had screamed that out loud, making a few people jump, though she paid them no mind. Instead she glared at the older woman, "what the hell are you doing here??? You should be out hunting and KILLING those fucking monsters!!! You HAVE to go find my parents, they need help, I think the black cloak things did something to them…WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR???? GO AND HELP MY PARENTS!!!!!!"
"Your parents are long gone—"
"NO!!! THEY'RE ALIVE, I SAW THEM!!!!! THE CREATURES JUST DID SOMETHING TO THEM, AND YOU CAN FIX THEM!!!!!!!!" Lily felt her throat burning. What the hell did she have to do to convince these people…her parents had been standing the last time she had seen them! No dead people could stand…they we're just a little zoned out. Yet deep within her heart Lily knew the blank eyes on her mother would never again be replaced by her mothers' warm emerald gaze.
"Their bodies are fine, yes. However your parent's souls are long lost." Feeling her heart shatter at these words, a part of Lily still wanted to get up and start screaming and demanding them to help her parents. The voice she had presumed to be soft now was anything but. The woman's words had left some sort of prison around Lily's doubts to the truth offered…Lily would've been impressed had they met another time. Now however something white hot consumed Lily's insides.
Lily was barely aware of her shaking body as she slowly drew herself up, now looking around dimly. A small bit of surprise filled her when her eyes fell on Sirius…they boy who was rarely seen without some sort of smile or smirk…his face so grim Lily felt a stab of sorrow not owned by her parents. There were a lot of people she didn't recognize, and for a second she thought she saw a second James…only realizing it was Harry…yet the expression on his face confused her. Her eyes fell back on James, who had now began to stand as well.
"So," Lily cleared her voice and went on, totally oblivious to the occupants of the room, other than James. She could hear dim familiar voice from another room but that she ignored as well, "So, they l-lost their s-s-souls?"
"I'm sorry," James began, now taking a step towards her and Lily quickly backed away. She felt dirty…she had done nothing to save her parents when it should've been her with the lost soul…she didn't deserve James. Another hurt look passed James' face, though he covered it up quickly and went on, "Dementers are horrid creatures! They guard the wizard prison and drive most of the prisoners crazy in no time at all…they suck all the happiness out of you and make you remember only your most horrible memories. But that's nothing compared to…their worst weapon is…they can steal a person's soul…"
"D-dementers?" a shaky voice asked from behind Lily, who turned around to find her sisters' face paler than she had ever seen it before. If her ghostly complexion was bad, it was nothing compared to Petunia's eyes…so dull and dark…hopeless.
"Are you alright?" another voice asked Petunia from Lily's right.
The blond girl sucked in a gulp of air, looking as though she'd faint any second, and shut her eyes for a moment before zipping up her jacket with shaky hands. Ignoring everyone else in the room, Petunia's eyes fell on Lily, her face so fall of hatred…hatred so strong Lily was sure it would never be resolved or disappear. A sudden smile then formed on the blonde's bony face, a smile so cold and furious it sent shivers down Lily's spine, and as she started talking, her soft icy voice made Lily even weaker in the knees.
"You go and get yourself involved with these dangerous savages…and mom and dad end up paying for it. All those years praising you for you're abnormalities…and this is how you repay them. You are disgusting Lily…you standing there while…mom and dad lost their souls. I HATE you Lily, you were never a sister of mine…and you're DEAD to me!" The volume on Petunia's voice hadn't changed, but the coldness had increased a million times before the girl threw her sister another glare pure with despise and dashed out of the room.
Knowing her sister was right only pained Lily even more. If it hadn't been for her and her involvement with the magical community Voldemort would not have cared enough to send Dementers to the Evans home. If Lily had not been a witch Petunia would've never hated her…and the two wouldn't have made their parents' lives living hell! If Lily had only ignored her letter to Hogwarts…she'd be sitting at the now ruined table sipping eggnog happily with her family, none of which would hate her or be gone…
Lily wavered, before falling to her knees and puking all over the floor. Wiping her mouth with her sleeve she felt a sudden feeling of terrible loneliness, and for the first time hugged her knees as close as possible, letting warm tears flow down her cheeks.