Story Title: Love of Two Generations: The First

Chapter Title: Difficult Power

Disclaimer: All people and recognizable places belong to and were taken out of J.K. Rowling's amazing mind. Plot and some characters belong to me.

Author: Chewy

Summary: In a world of Witches, Wizards, Trolls, and magnificent Beasts, the tale of four different people unravels to engulf the world in luminosity. Can true love blossom from true hate? Can two opposites come together to form a bond so powerful it could save the world? Only TIME can tell...

Re-publishing Date: August 17th, 2004

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It had continued to snow after the group of six had their 'Battle of the Snowballs' and had not stopped since. It had been a week since the majority of Hogwarts had left for the holidays and Lily awoke Christmas morning to the sound of laughter. Every girl that had been staying in Lily's dormitory had gone home for the holidays leaving Lily to herself without interruptions. Lily had questioned whether or not the entire girl's population of Gryffindor had left but soon found that five had stayed all in younger years. Although she still had female companions Lily chose to eat and find company in the two sixth year boys that had annoyed her so in the previous years.

She sat up harshly and began rubbing her eyes ridding them of the sleep-induced guck. "Can't a girl get any sleep in this place?" she questioned to no one in particular as she threw her legs over the side of her bed her comforter still covering her figure. The dormitory door burst open to present two laughing faces with dark hair holding broomsticks to their sides.

"Lily you're awake! Get up get up! It's Christmas and you should see the gifts down in the common room," exclaimed Sirius grabbing Lily's arm and pulling her up and out from under the warm covers covering her mid section.

"Black get out! I have to get dressed! Out, out, out! Now!"

Sirius' mouth opened largely in horror. Lily glared at him lifting an eyebrow and pointing towards the door. Sirius began sulking dramatically and tromped out the door but not until he exclaimed loudly, "You may be able to kick me out physically but I shall always be watching mentally!"

Lily stared after him, eyebrows raised and sat back down, "now Black that's just creepy." Her gaze changed from Sirius mounting his broom to James standing comfortably beside the bed closest to the exit leaning on the post. She stood again slowly placing her small feet into the blue slippers that sat beside her bed and looked him over. "Potter what are you doing?" she asked brushing the hair from her eyes. She started wondering if his astuteness and hearing were wearing thin or if he was just too intelligent for her brain at that early hour.

"I believe you specifically told Sirius to leave. You said nothing of the sort to I," he commented smirking and sitting on Marie's bed. Intelligent yes, but still a boy at heart

Lily let out a large aggravated sigh, "Out!" She ordered once again pointing to the open doorway, "Now!"

James stood again and walked out of the room after stopping to pinch Lily's cheeks and comment on her sleeping attire. "You know, it's actually quite chilly in this castle. I suggest you put a bit more clothing on when you sleep. Happy Christmas Lily." Lily glared at him until he was out of the room then looked down at her nightgown. With the bright sunlight shining through the waves of snow falling outside it became very revealing. Her face turned a bright shade of red and she thanked her lucky stars that she had worn a slip that night under her gown.

She rushed into the washroom and was downstairs ten minutes later. She came down the stairway to see Sirius and James sitting around the Christmas tree, their presents half open already. She shook her head and smiled. She had never been on the best of terms with Sirius and James. They had always had a way of annoying her or playing a prank on her that stopped her from becoming friends but she had to laugh at their antics. They were like five-year-olds on their first Christmas that they understood what it actually was.

Once she took a seat beside the other two on a chair by the fire they had spent the whole morning opening packages, greeting other students when they came down to open their own and bidding them a 'Happy Christmas'. By noon all other students had finished with their gifts and had gone to lunch leaving the three alone again.

By then Sirius had received more dung bombs than he could count and sat in a blissful state after eating more than thirty chocolate frogs on his own. He had received the new 'Comet 360' broom from his parents and continued to exclaim, "This is the best Christmas ever!" over and over until James had thrown a pillow at him. Instead of taking violence towards him Lily had decided to call him 'Tiny Tim' from then on and make a note to herself to buy him a small cane. She suspected that he would start "god blessing" everyone as soon as he was done picking feathers from his teeth.

James had received an unimaginable amount of sweets and objects that would be used in future pranks from Sirius, a gold chain with 'James' carved across a band of silver from his parents and to his surprise a box of toffees and a picture frame from Lily. The frame was lined with carved ivy leaves and quaffles and a picture of James, Sirius, Remus and Peter graced the centre of the frame. James gave her an awkward smile and questioned her.

"What? You don't think I'd get Peter something and leave you empty handed do you?" She asked giving him a small smile, "I'm not that mean." James smiled in return and reached across from the floor to her seat to give her a quick hug.

In the midst of the entire unwrapping Lily had also received many sweets. It seemed that this Christmas the three were to get completely sugar high and Lily had no problem with this. She laughed as she opened Sirius' present. It was a Ken doll with its face transfigured to appear as Sirius'. Its box contained a note attached to three large bottles of ButterBeer reading:

'Hook me up with one of those hot Barbie dolls and I'll love you forever!

Mini Sirius'

She had received an emerald bracelet from Remus and Marie and a box of sweets from Peter. She looked at the big box that her father had sent quizzically.

"What do you suppose it is?" asked Sirius giving both Lily and James a funny look. He scratched his head and both shrugged. His long shaggy hair sat even more matted from his sleep than usual as he blew it away from his eyes peering at the box that stood tall in front of Lily. "Maybe it's a male stripper..."

"I'll just have to open it and find out now won't I?" replied Lily standing and untying the bow at the top. She carefully unwrapped the paper around it slowly without ripping it. She opened the box at the side almost expecting a naked man to jump out but found another box and another in side that one. It continued on like that until fifteen boxes surrounded the three and covered the majority of the Common Room. She sighed as she opened the last cardboard box to reveal a black velvet box that measured two inches in thickness and seven inches wide. She gasped as she opened the lid.

Inside sat three items: an emerald ring in the centre – an emerald and four diamonds lining the white gold band-, a pair of earrings below – a single emerald to each -, and the most spectacular of the three, the necklace. A white gold chain with a hollow heart charm shaped by emeralds and diamonds, the most beautiful thing Lily had ever seen.

"Wow Lily. Those are amazing," commented Sirius patting her back. "Too bad on your luck, I knew how much you were looking forward to that stripper." She laughed nodding and put the jewellery away with her other things.

"I won't be wearing those unless it's for a special occasion. And as for your stripper, I don't think my father would buy me that." Lily looked up to find that there were no more gifts for her. She laughed at herself; she couldn't just expect James to buy her a gift.

He caught this and laughed out loud, "You don't get mine until later." She gave him a questioning expression smiling widely at him and letting it go.

"Game of chess Prongs?" asked Sirius standing up and stretching. "Since Lily didn't get her stripper I suppose we'll just have to find amusement in something else." James smiled widely standing and nodded at Sirius and began putting the boxes back together.

"Of course! But be prepared to lose. Remus has been giving me tips and I think I may have a chance this time!" he boasted. The two made sure all fifteen boxes were back together before sitting down and beginning their game. Lily laughed as Sirius won in three moves and exited through the portrait hole. Christmas or not she had to make sure students who had stayed were behaving responsibly. It was her prefect duties and if no one else was going to she would.

She strode down the corridors humming and in her own world. She was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of objects collapsing in a nearby classroom. She quickly made her way to the classroom door and peered in. She rolled her eyes, 'McGonagall is not going to like this,' she thought.

The room was vacant of any light. She scrounged around in her robes to find her wand and stepped into the dark classroom. "Lum-," a clammy hand covered her mouth preventing her from finishing.

"Don't move or say a word."

'Drip, drip, drip... drip, drip, drip... drip, drip, drip...' Lily's eyes shot open as another drop of warm liquid hit her forehead. She sat up quickly and brought her hand to wipe at the fluid and gasped as she saw what covered her hand. A dark, crimson liquid drizzled down her fingers and she quickly stood and placed herself in the centre of the dingy stone room. She looked around her horrified.

The bed she had just resided in had springs poking out all along the middle and edges appearing as if it was used for some part of torture. Opposite that blood was splattered against the curved stonewall of the circular room. Lily cringed at the smell of rotting flesh that covered her surroundings.

"What am I doing here?" she questioned. She couldn't remember anything but the slimy hissing voice in her ear. "They could have given me a better room," she muttered trying to lighten the situation for her. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself, she wasn't cold just extremely uncomfortable. The door flung open with a loud bang and two men in black cloaks entered the room and took her roughly by the arms.

She began to struggle in their strong grips screaming, "What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!" They pulled her down a long corridor and into another room, pushed her harshly into a large green emperors chair and stood on either side holding down her shoulders. She tried to shrug them off then giving up began looking around the room.

It was well furnished and if possible less comfortable than the other despite its appearance. It was larger than the girl's dormitory at Hogwarts and had a very large fireplace with green flames burning inside. A tall skinny figure stood before her with red eyes focused on hers.

"Lily Evans," he hissed her name in disgust. "At last I get to meet the famous Lily Evans." He took a few steps towards her and she glared as he lifted her chin with a single finger. She recognized him at once and shivered slightly hoping that he had not noticed. He smiled an oily smile and Lily glared even harder ripping her face from his grasp. He gripped her face tighter and lifted his eyebrows and sneered, "Such a pretty thing. Pity you have to die." He pushed her face away and walked back to the fireplace.

"You know how long I've been searching for you?" he asked leaning on the fireplace with his right arm and turning his face back towards her. "Since I was sixteen years old. Do you know how important you are to my future girl?" he asked walking then kneeling in front of her. She raised both eyebrows and continued to glare at him.

"Of course you don't," he continued. "And you never will. With you gone I'll never be stopped. Do you understand? You may be a filthy mudblood but you and that boy are the only thing stopping me at this point. One of you has to go and unfortunately that one is you. You understand don't you? You're the weaker of the two and by you... I can get rid of him." He nodded to the two men and they grabbed Lily's arms again and hauled her up.

"You can't do that!" she screamed kicking and struggling in the grips of the two. "I won't let you hurt them! I won't let you hurt anyone even if I die trying to save them!" She was pulled roughly back into the corridor and in the opposite direction of her original 'cell'. She bit the hand that was holding her right arm and in exchange was slapped rather hard in the face.

"Make sure she's comfortable. We can't have her hating her last few days alive," Voldemort ordered before she was pulled away and out of ear shot of the green flamed room.

"Well it's good to see that some of you wished to stay for Christmas. The house elves have made a delightful meal for those of us who have and I myself am prepared to eat so much I will burst. So, dig in." Dumbledore's voice echoed through the Great Hall as he sat and began filling his own plate with turkey and taters. About forty students had chosen to stay over the holidays out of the whole school and all forty had been moved to two long tables in the Great Hall instead of the four house tables.

James and Sirius had taken a seat farthest from the teacher's table and were discussing the lack of Lily's presence while they ate. "Well I haven't seen her since this morning after we had opened our gifts," James explained wiping his chin of dripping gravy.

Sirius shrugged, "Well I don't know where she would be or why she would be skipping this meal. It's absolutely delicious! Best yet! Probably off with a surprise gift from her father, damn strippers." Sirius took another large fork full and spooned it into his large mouth chewing rather dramatically.

James scrunched his nose up at how his friend was eating then nodded in agreement," If she doesn't show up during dinner I suggest we report it to Professor Dumbledore. For all we know she could be off bleeding to death somewhere and we wouldn't know it." James placed his fork down and looked down the long rows of students for any sign of Lily but failing to locate her he lifted his fork again and began eating grudgingly.

After an hour of students chatting loudly and becoming full of food the Great Hall had started to empty leaving James and Sirius sitting in their spots scanning over the last of the students to leave. James stood quickly noticing that Professor Dumbledore had left already and cursed himself, "Where in the heaven's could he have gone without passing by us?"

Sirius shrugged shortly and followed James as he ran out of the Great hall and directly towards Dumbledore's office. Once there, Sirius lifted an eyebrow and looked at James questionably, "You wouldn't happen to know the password by chance? I can honestly tell you I have not been here in a while."

James shook his head and looked down, it couldn't be that difficult. "Umm... Lemon drops? Cotton Candy? Chocolate Frogs? Love...?" James questioned the Gargoyle sitting in front of the entrance. Clusters?" A giant smile lit his face as the Gargoyle came to life and jumped to the side. "Nothing to it," he told Sirius before running up the moving steps.

Sirius rolled his eyes then called after James as he followed, "How did you know that was the password?"

James shrugged then looked back at his friends, "Easy. It's the newest sweet on the line and the Evans twins invented them. Gives it more reason to be."

Sirius raised an eyebrow, "There are some things I will never understand about you Prongs." James smiled at Sirius and then knocked on the large door.

"Come in," came the Headmaster's voice from inside. The two entered slowly and walked over to Dumbledore's desk. Sirius leaned lazily on it and James began to explain why they had come there.

"I'm afraid I have heard no word of Lily," informed the Professor. He stood and walked around his desk to where the two boys stood, "Are you sure she was not at the feast?" His grey eyebrows rose together and peered into James' eyes like he was searching for a clue.

Sirius nodded and stood beside James drawing Dumbledore's blue gaze to himself, "If we weren't would we have asked if you had seen her? All right I've completely confused myself with that statement..."

Dumbledore chuckled and walked to the door opening it for the two. "Please keep an eye out for her and if we find her we shall let you know. I have a strangely bad feeling about this," he commented.

James looked at Dumbledore horrified, "What do you mean bad feeling? She couldn't have been kidnapped or killed could she?" He stopped the door with his hand as Dumbledore began to close it. He looked into Dumbledore's eyes and gasped, "She couldn't have..."

"We shall notify you if we find her," was all Dumbledore said before closing the door.

The two boys walked slowly down the moving stairway until they finally reached the bottom. "Game of chess?" Sirius asked James trying to lighten the situation. James looked at the floor and nodded slowly and followed Sirius leisurely to the Common Room.

Unnoticed lay a piece of parchment sitting on a lone desk in a dark classroom down the corridor from the Headmaster's office. That parchment would go unnoticed for two days before being found by a third year student wandering the hallways. A day later James Potter was sitting in the Common Room tensely going into hysterics.

"Where is she? She could've left a message, anything! She could be dead right now and no one would know," James yelled to no one. He stood and paced the Common Room back and fourth until he plopped down into a comfy chair in front of the fire again placing his head in his hands.

Sirius raised an eyebrow, "You have to stop freaking out mate. She probably just needed a break and went to Hogsmeade for a few nights. From what I've heard Marie telling Remus this time of year is hard for her. Her mother died on Christmas Eve." James looked up at Sirius with a sad expression.

The portrait hole opened quickly to his right just then revealing a worn-out Professor McGonagall. "Mr. Potter, Mr. Black. Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you immediately," she gasped out. James stood almost toppling over his own legs and followed McGonagall briskly towards Dumbledore's office with Sirius on his heels.

Arriving at the Gargoyle McGonagall spoke the password and motioned for the two to enter. Opening the door and entering James and Sirius found a troubled Dumbledore sitting with his arms on his desk clasped together. Dumbledore motioned for the two to take a seat and they obliged tensely.

"We have reason to believe that Miss Evans was kidnapped," he began. "We found this in a nearby classroom yesterday. It seems to be a riddle and we've been unable to solve this particular one." Dumbledore handed James the piece of parchment and allowed him to read it.

'At the hour of night where the moon is highest in the sky, darkness shall capture the world and all will be lost. The lives of two, a stag and his flower shall never be as one.

'A simple word, the brightest light can take the flower's tragic life. The tallest tower and the darkest place, watch her suffer as her life escapes.'

James looked at the Professor wide eyed, "Are you sure it's a riddle and not a prophecy?" He handed the paper to Sirius and began rubbing his hands together and threw his hair. He looked down at the floor then at the Professor again questioning him with his eyes.

"Yes we're sure. Of course it has similarities to an old prophecy that was spoken many years ago but it is still far from it." Dumbledore paused and became quite serious as he continued; "The ministry and Professor's of Hogwarts are taking all requirements and actions to locating Miss Evans before anything drastic can happen to her and-,"

"Anything drastic can happen to her!? She's been bloody kidnapped and you say that's not drastic?" James shouted standing quickly waving his arms around him trying to make a point.

"And we will be posting a missing persons add in the Daily Prophet and making contact with our representatives in Europe also contacting Muggle police of her disappearance. If she is still alive and in Europe or the United Kingdom we will find her."

James sat roughly in his chair and let his head fall in his hands once again rubbing his eyes. He licked his lips and looked up at the Professor then Sirius then back at Dumbledore, "Professor? Would it be all right if I took this for the night? Or copied it down?" James questioned looking at Dumbledore hopefully. James took a deep shaky breath as Dumbledore nodded and Sirius handed him the parchment. He stood quickly nodding to the Professor and walked swiftly from the room.

"Prongs!" Sirius called from behind running to catch up to James. "What was that all about back there? Why do you care so much for Lily all of a sudden and what the hell does that bloody riddle mean?" James stopped and leant against the stonewall to his left and slowly slid down crumpling the parchment in his hand. He let his head fall between his legs and rested his arms on his knees.

"I don't know Padfoot. It's like sometimes she can be this complete prude who completely hates me and I get so annoyed with her but she turns into this happy, amazing girl that I can't stop thinking about." He sighed, "Thinking that something bad could've happened to her or that she could be dead at this moment makes me sick to my stomach and... I don't know why. I just need to know if she's all right and I need to see that she's OK."

Sirius smirked and took a seat beside James in the corridor removing the crumpled parchment from his grip and straightening it. "I don't know what to tell you Prongs. Dumbledore's searching for her along with the Ministry and I suppose the only thing we could do is figure out this damn riddle." Sirius nudged him slightly and James looked over at his strange friend. "Now about you not understanding why you feel like this."

Sirius stood and knelt in front of James dramatically, "Does your stomach quiver when you see her? Do you feel alive in her presence?" Sirius changed his voice and tone as he continued to a priest like thing and stood waving his hands to the ceiling. "I said can you feel the love? Can you feel it, can you feel it?"

James looked at Sirius like he was insane and questioned him.

"Well Prongs it's obvious that you my dearest friend have fallen like a brick for our Miss Lily Evans. You care for her, do you understand? And the thought of her in danger makes you sick because of this." Sirius stood straight and stared down at his strange and confused friend with sympathy.

"Now I may be as dumb as a monkey's rear according to some but when it comes to you and your feelings – and of course transfiguration -, I can tell what's going on."

James chuckled softly and looked at his hands remorsefully, "I just don't know what to do..."

Sirius sighed and plopped down to an Indian position and stared straight at his friend. "Well first of all, like I said before we need to solve this riddle before it's too late. Second of all you have got to tell Miss Evans what you are thinking and feeling when we find her. Understood Soldier?" he questioned saluting James. "I mean you are not a Marauder and a Gryffindor for nothing are you?"

James shook his head and stood slowly. "Padfoot? Do you think that... that the stag could mean me?" James asked hesitantly. He took the parchment back again from Sirius' hand and read it over.

Sirius clapped him on the back roughly and shrugged, "It could mean anything."

The ghostly calm water snuggled the damp sand as though not moving at all. Soft resonance of the cricket's song echoed in the distance, the small creatures singing a wordless melody in the dark of the night. A shadow cast over the water's edge by the light of the planet's natural satellite, footsteps leading to the small alcove in the rock and out again were trodden in the sand.

The boy stood on the very edge of the sand not quite touching the vast body of water. A sullen expression situated on his long face his eyes glazed with unshed tears. He was the only one that could do anything about 'it' but would he risk his life for hers? He lifted a hand to his hair and stopped flinching at the first feel of the long black strands. She had always hated that and although it was a nervous action he would try to stop for her.

Sirius had knocked some sense into him earlier and he had realized that he would do anything for her... anything... but would he risk his life? He'd have to wait until he came face to face with the occasion to find out. Risking both their lives more than was necessary. He didn't know what to do...

She was taken to a different room furnished with green velour chairs and a green and silver four-post bed. The cold fire crackled in the hearth as she was tossed onto the bed and left there by the two men in the black cloaks. Tears streamed down her cheeks, she found no reason to be brave anymore. She was to die soon and it would not be stopped. She sobbed into the comforter, what was going to happen to her? What that monster was going to do to 'him' once he came she wasn't sure she wanted to know.

She sat up quickly taking in deep calming breaths and stared out the barred window. She wiped her eyes and inclined her head. The quarter moon in the sky gave light and warmth to the room that was not given by the fire and she quietly wondered if he was looking at the same moon.

He gave the water a cold stare and shook his head. He had a very bad feeling about what actions he was to take but shook it away because it was for her. He could and probably would die for her.

He stared at the quarter moon and sighed loudly; he would save her. He would be her knight in shining armour and then she would believe in him. Hopefully...

She took a piece of parchment from the desk across the room and took one of the large feather quills that sat in the inkpot of blood red ink and began to write.

I'm sorry. I should've told you earlier. We've never settled our differences and again I'm sorry. Even with all of your comments I still love you. If I survive this experience perhaps we can get to know each other and become more than what we are.

I'm sorry,

Lily.

P.S. I Love You Petunia.

She placed the quill down and then her head on top of the letter and began to sob again. It would never get sent and never read but her thoughts were written. She cringed, she did not have a chance and yet she hoped.

A single tear escaped James' eye as he picked up a rock and threw it into the lake causing ripples to cascade across the water. He had already lost so much in his life and he did not want to lose her.

As he turned from the lake to return to the castle a single lily fell from a ledge above and floated to the water landing perfectly. The brightest object in the world for James Potter as he took one last look at the lake before departing was the darkest for another huddled behind a large rock by the ethereal water.

"My Lord? Everything is ready for the ceremony," called a voice from the doorway. The tall snake-like man stood by the hearth searching the fire and nodded.

"Very good," he replied. "I will be there within the hour. You may go." The wooden door creaked open and the messenger left. Voldemort closed his eyes and sighed deeply. "Why?" he questioned to the room. "Why is power so difficult to grasp?"

He dropped the chain necklace that he held in his thin hand into the scolding fire and walked out the door. The fire burned red as the necklace melted, the lily charm disappearing into the flames.