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A/N: Note that even though it was daytime in the last chapter it's still night in this one, as Anika was taken a very far distance away. Anyway thanks for all your reviews, and to answer Emma's concern, I'm trying to have Harry's POV as much as possible, but some stuff has to happen aside from him. However this story isn't only based on Harry's experiences, but other people's too. By the way I'm still gonna have a bit of Herm/Sirius action, but it'll be a bit later on. If this chappi is a bit airy its cause I was listening to "Wait for Sleep" by Dream Theater, I seriously love these guys!

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"Bloody hell!" Ron gasped grabbing Harry's arm, who looked to see what his friend was gaping at, "no way..."

Harry soon realized what was so unbelievable at the sight of a beautiful woman with long locks of very bright almost orange red hair. The woman was rather short but not at all dumpy as Harry remembered her though she did have some pleasing curves. She was talking to Fabian Prewett and Barty Crouch Jr., all the while holding a young boy's hand who had the exact same shade of hair as her.

"That can't be mom..." Ron looked absolutely flabbergasted, "but that's Charlie for sure, I wonder if Bill is here too."

"You wanna go talk to her?" Harry asked a grin starting to spread across his face, "She wont yell at you, I mean since now you're a stranger and all."

"True, let's go. I wanna see if she was always so...so..."

"Motherly?" Harry offered helpfully and Ron shrugged as they passed through the crowd.

"Fabian, how is it going?" Ron called out making Fabian and all those who were in a conversation with him to turn around.

"Hey Ron, this is my older sister Molly and her second son Charlie," Harry managed to kick Ron's shins just in time, as he had just opened his mouth and was probably about to utter out something suspicious. Fabian though laughed at the looks on their faces, "we have a bit of an age difference, about 15 years. We have different moms."

"Oh, how nice," Ron said, still half staring at his mom and Fabian in shock, Harry wasn't any less surprised. If anything he was starting to feel a horrible sensation in his stomach as the realization of Molly's relation to the two Prewett boys surfaced.

"Ron, I have to go," Harry said suddenly and left the group.

Harry felt kind of numb, everywhere he turned he found out about something he would have much rather not. It was like he was destined to soak up in everyone else's sorrow as well as his own, and every time his sense of sympathy kicked in so did the memories of Ministry of Mysteries. He couldn't help feeling nauseous, here he was standing in this beautiful house, a house that was going to be destroyed in only a few years, with all these wonderful people who were all so happy and little did they know that their happiness would only last for a couple more years. After that there was only pain and death left for Fabian and Gideon, Dorcas and Caradoc...his grandparents...his mom and dad...Sirius...

"Harry, why are you looking so glum?" Sirius' voice made Harry's head snap up, the sight of him couldn't have come at a better time.

"I uh...I just remembered something I wish I hadn't," he said realizing that both Benjy and Caradoc were with him.

"Yeah, that happens. You definitely need some cheering up to do, why don't you come with us?" Sirius slipped an arm around a rather shorter Harry.

"Where are you going?" at that Sirius and the two guys snorted.

"Not sure yet, but we're looking for a better party to go to if you know what I mean," Sirius' large grin made him look half his age.

"Come on, live a little," Benjy laughed punching him on the arm.

"Screw that, you're coming whether you want to or not," and with that Sirius took out his wand mockingly threatening Harry with it.

"Alright, alright. I'll come. Is anyone else other than us four coming too?" at that Sirius shook his head irritably.

"Nope, James says he is too busy with important stuff, you know following Lily around like a good little puppy. Remus is too busy cuddling with Hermione, Peter says his parents want him to stay till the end of the party, the Prewetts aren't allowed to leave either...well that's what Gideon says but I know better," at that Sirius gave a few small coughs that sounded suspiciously like 'Meadows' though it went unnoticed to the others, "Shacklebolt and Podmore say they rather get drunk on the champagne here and join their equally drunk parents later on to sing a few Weird Sisters songs on stage."

"That was fun the first few years, but it gets old fast," Benjy said and the other two nodded, "so we're off to a better place all by ourselves."

"If we get busted in by the Ministry I'm going to kill all of you!" Harry pointedly stared at Sirius who grinned once again, "I'm serious!"

"No you're not, I am. Besides all the activities we are about to take part in are absolutely legal...I think."

"Quit worrying," Caradoc said and as always his commanding voice left little room for objections, thus Harry followed the 3 out the Potter's mansion and on top of a flying carpet.

"See even the Potters step over the rules a little, so we're going to as well," Sirius said to Harry, "we're just gonna use Caradoc's wonderful spell shattering techniques to get this flying carpet into our own command."

Harry didn't object, as he was too busy being fascinated with what Caradoc had just done. He could tell that the black haired boy was even more powerful than he thought, though he had no idea how he knew this.

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"Come in," Lily said as soon as she heard the knock on her door and turned around to see who it was, "Dumbledore?!"

"I came to congratulate you on the brilliant performance you managed to pull tonight. I have to say I was quite impressed with the way you managed to get yourself back on your feet," something in his blue eyes told Lily that he knew about the potion Sirius had given her, but she decided that she was innocent until proven guilty, "however I really don't think you're going to need that much 'strength', you should be able to get over your terrible losses through time and that'll help you grow stronger by itself."

"I don't mean to be rude sir, but I'm very tired at the moment and there is nothing more I'd wish to do than sleep," Lily tried her hardest to keep her voice polite, but couldn't help her cold stare. In her opinion the way she dealt with her parent's loss was her business and no others.

"Very well," Dumbledore gave a short bow of his head and gave her a small sympathetic smile, "this wont take long, I was just hoping that you were ready to do what we had planned. I thought if you feel up to it you might want to give it a try."

At this Lily's eyes brightened. Ever since what had happened to her parents Lily had promised herself that she would do anything in her power to destroy Voldemort, and this was what she was mostly relying on to get the job done. She couldn't stop herself from giving Dumbledore a large grin, which was returned.

"I will be at your side, but even then I can't guarantee you total protection. You've already been told the dangers, choose wisely Lily!" Dumbledore held out a small bottle of some blue-green liquid and Lily quickly took it and without a second thought drowned down all of its contents.

"Am I supposed to go to sleep now?" Dumbledore gave a short nod.

"I will use a few charms I know of to protect you, but I want you to promise to come back if something goes wrong."

"Ok," She said with a yawn and crawled into her comfortable bed.

"The potion I gave you is made to make your body ready for the procedure and it's also here to allow it to fall into deep sleep and keep it from being damaged through this. I really wish you the best of luck and thank you for being so brave," Dumbledore said sitting at Lily's feet on the bed, and watch her fall asleep with one last smile and hope beyond hope that she would wake up the next morning.

Lily was flying. She was on a bird—no, she was the bird. She flew around, but she had no wings. She had no body and certainly no head. It was like she didn't exist in matter but her life lived on. She was alive, she felt free, she felt her loss, she felt love. But she had no arms or anything thought she could fly and dance and do just about anything. She could see the world though she more than saw and felt. It was as if she was for the very first time Lily as a whole, no longer confided to human and Earth laws. Here she was what she truly was born to be.

Though she was in a new reality she remembered. Lily knew what she had to do and she was ready to do it. She was to go to where she could find what she wanted, that part came easy enough. In a millionth of a second she was in middle of an exquisite castle, a place she did not know but she knew it was the right one to be at. Here lay the answer she searched for. She went in deeper with no legs and she was there sooner than she was able to blink. The room was as beautiful as a room could get, the large dinning table even more so. The two people that sat there held more power than they might have known. Not the magical kind of power, but power in ability to change the pattern of the world, change history and what was to come in the future.

The girl was covered in fear, fear the man could smell. He used her power and changed whatever he wished. She wasn't ready to allow him, but Lily knew she would. No one was strong enough to stand against his power, no one that lived yet. Lily watched and listened, she even watched those dressed and hooded in black and red, those who circled the table and moved not an inch unless asked to do so. She didn't need to hear no longer, she already knew. This was the beginning of the spread.

"Lily?" a voice asked her softly seconds before she began to blink, "Where you able—"

"YES!" She cried out sitting up quickly and facing Dumbledore, "he is very smart. His army isn't strong enough and there aren't enough purebloods on his side. Even if he were to get the black-hearted purebloods from other countries there'd still be more that would stand against him. He needs to deceive and win over their favor...and he is going to use her and others to do this. Anika Meadows will fight though, or one that looks like her."

"So he has her," Dumbledore muttered grimly, "any others?"

"Not at the moment, but soon he will. Though he can't have too many for too long or his secret would be revealed."

"Of course," he said dryly and quickly stood up ready to leave, "you must go back to sleep Lily, this might put too much strain on your body if you don't rest enough. Take care." And with that Dumbledore was gone, and it only took Lily a few seconds to fall sleep.