Author's Note: This is my first published fan fiction. Please R/R. It will be appreciated. I won't care if you tell me it's crap, just as long as you review! Oh yeah and everything belongs to JKR except anything original you see!

Summary: Lily Evans has lost her 4 best friends to Voldemort. James and his fellow Marauders decide to help her pick up the pieces of her life.

Prologue

I've lost so much to him. I've lost Bailey, Lauren, Rick, Zachary. The list could go on and on. These four were so special to me, not to say that its puts them above all of the others he's murdered, but these four hit me especially hard.

Imagine coming into a new world,a magical world at the age of eleven. Imagine making four amazing friends. The word friend isn't even the best word to describe them. They were more than that. They were confidants, match-makers, partners in studying and crime. Among them is the first boy you kissed. They were the people that were there with you when your first boyfriend dumped you, and who helped you walk back to the castle after getting piss faced over said boyfriend.

They were your world.

Now imagine losing one, Bailey, at 14 because she was Muggleborn, because she didn't meet up to their vision of the way a witch should be. I don't meet up to their standards either.

So many nights I asked God why it was her? Why couldn't he have taken me instead? I'd have gladly gone in her place.

The remaining four of us made it through 5th and 6th year. We learned to laugh again. We learned to live again. I lost Lauren, Zachary and Rick at the social event of that summer. Lauren's mother, a very wealthy influential witch, was hosting ball. It was a dress robe event. Important people were everywhere you looked. After only two hours of dining and dancing, so were Death Eaters.

That night I was in the presence of James Potter, whom I had been dancing with at the time of the invasion. Normally I would not have been caught in public doing such a thing, but his mother had seemed rather persistent that the two of us take the floor.

I can relive the horror as though it were yesterday. James was proving to be a remarkable dancer. I was actually impressed.

"I'm sorry about my mother, Evans." He seemed slightly embarrassed. His cheeks had even turned the cutest shade of pink.

I grinned. "Oh not to worry James, I don't mind. Now it would be better if you had Peter's dancing skills but I suppose a girl can't always get what she wants," I said sarcastically. His face was a mix of quite a few emotions as he glanced at me and then over his own shoulder, to see poor Peter trampling on Lauren's feet.

I had called him James and was being civil to him. These two things only happened on a very rare occasion. Finally, he smiled and dipped me, as the song ended, and as if they were waiting for their cue, dozens of Death Eaters came pouring into the ballroom.

"Don't let go of my hand," James whispered to me.

Chaos would not begin to describe what was going on. Somewhere in the distance, an old man told us to run to the edge of the grounds so we could apparate. We were trying to get out of the ballroom, when a Death Eater stopped us. I heard her voice cruel, high-pitched "I've been waiting to do this to you, filthy little Mudblood." She muttered an incantation and James and I were flung up against the wall. "Ahh Potter, I hate to see you're no different from your scum parents. I'm going to enjoy this. Avad-"

Rick had tried to disarm her, but failed. I heard him yell for us to run. I tried to plead with him but he just screamed it again. Then, he just screamed and I knew he was gone.

We ran and ran. When we reached the edge of the grounds, we apparated to James' house. We were soon joined by Sirius, received word from Remus and Peter that they were home and safe. In the back of my mind, I knew why Lauren and Zachary hadn't sent word to me yet.

I owled my mum and dad, told them I was out of harms way and was awaiting word about my friends. I would stay at James' until I found out.

It was 4:17 a.m. when his mum finally apparated home. The two boys jumped when they saw her and she hugged them both tight. It hadn't occurred to me that they were waiting on her return as well.

"Dad?" James' choked out after a moment. His eyes shone with tears. It amazed me. I'd always thought he was too proud to cry. Then again he thought he's lost his parents. Even James Potter wasn't too proud to show emotion in that situation.

"Paperwork." He managed a small smile, and hugged his mother and Sirius tighter.

There was a silence. The four of us knew that there were many who had lost their lives. Sirius couldn't stand it any longer. He looked straight into Mrs. Potter's eyes and whispered, "Who?"

She sighed. Her age became more apparent. She looked as though she had lived many years in a short time. She listed names, big wigs, order members, muggleborns, half-bloods, civilians. James and Sirius both squeezed my hands as she drew a very unsteady breath. "Rick, Zachary and Lauren are gone as well. I… I didn't know how to tell you."

I sat there numb. Mrs. Potter hugged each of us, and we all sat in silence for awhile, trying to rap our minds around it. After what seemed like an age. She left to tend to business at the ministry.

I went home. I spent my days in shock. I did not feel the slightest bit happy when I received my Hogwarts letter. I did not feel light hearted when I read that I had become the new Head Girl. I boarded the Hogwarts Express. I told Prefects of their upcoming duties. I did not pitch a fit when I found that James was Head Boy. I went to a feast where I ate nothing. I retired to a dormitory where there was only one four poster bed.

Imagine having four amazing friends, who were your life for 6 years. Imagine losing them all before you could even graduate.