All rightie I'm back with chapter 2! This one is with Lily and James. Since I am trying to avoid making this story AU as much as possible, you should be warned that there are some major character deaths in this chapter. Please don't hate me for poking fun at tragic scenes! This is kinda long, sorry. Anyway….on with the story!

Lily and James

James:

It was just like any other normal day in Godric's Hollow. There was no sign that Voldemort would choose today to find us. That is because it was a normal day in Godric's Hollow, and Voldemort wasn't coming till tomorrow.

No, no, I am not being omniscient. I just happen to know that he's coming over tomorrow because I invited him to my house for a spot of tea. I'm not crazy! Really! It's just that we're both dreadfully bored of all of this hiding from Death Eaters/Aurors. So we have some common ground here.

To be absolutely sure this meeting is safe, we both are getting rid of our wands. Things are much simpler that way. Besides, if we end up dueling like Muggles- do you really think that that weed of a Dark Lord will stand a chance against my well toned muscular Quidditch body? I think not!

Lily:

Oh honestly! Men! I was just putting my darling Harry to bed when James comes bursting in the room, babbling on about how he forgot to let me know he invited an acquaintance over tomorrow. At first I don't mind, and don't think much of it when James tells Sirius to tell Peter to tell the said acquaintance where our hiding place is. Come one, I thought rationally, it's not like James would be stupid enough to invite Voldemort himself over here or something!

Or so I thought. It's morning, and I had just finished cleaning up everything so it would look nice for our guest. Then I realized I had no idea who this 'guest' was. However, the doorbell rang before I could ask my husband who his acquaintance was. I should have been suspicious of the fact that it was an acquaintance, not a friend. I turned around to greet the guest, but when Lord Voldemort stood in my face I started to shriek terrible, terrified screams.

James:

Dearie me, this was not going well. I tried to calm Lily down at first, but it was very clear that this wasn't going to work. Finally I gave up explaining and did the only thing I could that would ease her pain. I lied through my teeth.

"Lily darling! You must stop screaming or you'll give Marcus a bigger head than mine!"

Lily stopped her shrieks immediately. "M-Marcus?"she asked shakily. Voldemort, being the shrewd guy he was, cottoned on to my plan and came to my aid.

"Why of course! I'm Marcus….McGibbinlosterinsonton. Obviously." I thought the name was a tad conspicuous, but Lily seemed to take it in stride.

"Well tell me Mr. McGibbinlosterinsonton, why are you dressed as Lord Voldemort?" Luckily I knew what to say to this one.

"Lily I'm shocked! Surely you must remember what holiday this is?" before she could get a word out I launched back into my explanation. "It's Halloween! Marcus here, being Muggle-born, dressed up as Lord Voldemort for Halloween! Quite a scary costume choice aye?" Lily nodded weakly. I decided it would be a very good idea to get Lily out of the way so she couldn't question 'Marcus' any further.

"You know what Lils? How 'bout you run out and get some candy in case we get any more trick-or-treaters!"

Lily:

Ooh! He made me so mad! Just embarrassing me like that and letting me scream in front of Marcus! And speaking of Marcus….what a weird last name! But most Muggle-borns were changing their last names to ones that sounded more wizard-like in these dark times. I wasn't about to laugh at Marcus', especially when I knew people whose last names were Longbottom and Zonko.

So now I was looking around for candy in our kitchen. I had a nasty feeling James just wanted me out of the way, because with the Fidelius Charm in effect we obviously couldn't have trick-or treaters! It was quite clear to me this house didn't have any candy in it besides a few Sugar Quills, but being the perfectionist that I am I really wanted to get some candy now.

Then I remembered a useful spell I had learned in one of the many books I had read. It was often mistaken for a duplicating spell, but in fact it was only a spell that took whatever it was you wanted from the surrounding area and brought it to you. The only thing you needed was one example of the item you wanted or else who knew what could turn up?

I grabbed a Sugar Quill from out of the cupboard. Portaduplicus! I whispered. Immediately there was a large pile of Sugar Quills sitting in front of me. Perfect, I thought. I only hoped that whoever these Sugar Quills came from wouldn't miss them…..

James:

I was a bit surprised when Lily came back holding a bowl of Sugar Quills, but I had drunken several glasses of firewhiskey by then and no longer cared. Voldemort and I were having a grand old time playing cards. Geez can that Dark Lord drink or what? He just downed his third pint and he's still winning every card game!

Supposing I had best talk to my wife, I asked her where she'd gotten all the candy. She replied she had borrowed it permanently without permission from someone in the surrounding area.

"Oh." I said, hiccupping happily. Fortunately 'Marcus' was experienced and sober enough to understand what Lily said.

"So who did you steal the candy from?" he asked as I choked on my drink. Lily? Stealing? And she said I was setting a bad example for Harry!

Lily blushed. "Stealing is such a mean term for it….but really I don't know where it came from exactly. I just did a spell."

Pushing through a drunken haze, I stood up. "Here. A simple Tracking Charm should tell us whose candy you got." Concentrating harder than I would normally need to, I performed the charm. Immediately a small slip of paper shot out of my wand with the name of the candy's owner on it.

Fenir Greyback. That was the name. Lily gasped. Everyone knew that getting on Greyback's bad side was not a good idea for people who didn't want to end up as a sandwich. Even Voldemort looked a bit worried.

"Well, he's probably not going to find out." I commented bracingly. "I mean, first of all he'd need to notice the Sugar Quills are missing, and then he'd need to be smart enough to do a Tracking Charm on them, and then he would still have to force the information out of Wormtail for where we're hiding. No way will he be able to do all of that!"

Lily:

My husband comforted me for a while by shouting insulting things about Greyback's IQ for a bit. James was right. Fenir was vicious, but not too bright. And Peter, being an Animagus, would have no reason to fear a werewolf. Everything was going to be all right. I hoped. Actually I really doubted it would be. My husband was drunk, playing cards with a guest while I attempted to get rid of the Sugar Quills. I really should have looked up the countercharm for that spell before doing that. It wasn't fair! James did reckless things every day and nothing bad ever happened! Now the one time I do something a tiny bit chancy suddenly an insane werewolf could claw through the door at any minute! The injustice! My anger quickly evaporated when James came stumbling over to me.

"Lily! Take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off-" he stumbled back out of the room and ran over to where the door had burst open and Greyback stood looking livid. Marcus threw a curse at the werewolf (although he was still in human form since it was only a half moon tonight). The curse hit and Marcus gave a very high-pitched laugh. Those five pints were finally taking effect. Fenir seemed to realize his two opponents were very drunk and Stunned them both without much difficulty

I was about to flee upstairs to protect Harry when Fenir himself randomly fell to the ground. I stopped, looking around at the three bodies laying all over my living room. James stirred and I ran to his side. Well, I tried to run over to his side, but I was paralyzed with shock. Hey- don't people always say it's the thought that counts? Mentally, I was at his side.

Then I tried to figure out why Greyback was unconscious. I went over to where he had fallen to the ground, when suddenly he jumped up. He had been faking. Getting over my surprise that the idiot had actually tricked me,I screamed and immediately ran into Harry's room. Admittedly this wasn't a very smart move, bringing a werewolf into your son's room, but I was panicking!

When I realized what I had done, I pleaded with Greyback not to kill Harry, but me instead. It seemed like all was lost, but then I remembered something. Remus always hated bright lights because of his condition, so it would make sense if Greyback would feel the same. Last Christmas for Harry's present James had installed a laser lights show in his room. I jumped over to press the button that turned it on.

Multicolored lights flew everywhere. Greyback shrieked in agony as a pink one burned his retinas and he fell to the ground, twitching. A green light hit my poor baby Harry's eyes, but he didn't seem to mind. He just fell back asleep (I swear he gets that trait from his father, not me).

I was about to go turn off the lasers when they stopped. A girlish high-pitched laugh from behind me told me Marcus was up, and hopefully James as well. I turned around. And then fell to the floor myself, giggling at Fenir. The lights had hit him at close range, creating rainbow-colored crisscrossing patterns all over him. It was a very funny sight. And speaking of that, what on earth was Marcus wearing…..?

James:

I think I get what happened. Lily just warded off a werewolf by blinding it with a laser lights show and now my pal Voldie, wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe he won from me in cards, is returning Greyback to his house with a note of apology saying we'll remember to ask before taking his Sugar Quills again.

Crap I dunno if that really is what happened or if that's just a sign of drinking too much.

Now the Potters were alone in our house once again. Me and Lily were relaxing in the living room when suddenly something that looked suspiciously like a garden gnome popped in front of us. It looked slightly uncomfortable.

"Ahem." It said, clearing its throat. "On behalf of the Big Guy up there, you know the one, it is my duty to inform you that he requests your presence for tea indefinitely right now. Oh and he apologizes for sending my brother to partially kill Voldemort and modify his memory after this is over."

What? I thought, This thing is insane! The gnome went on to explain what should have taken place tonight really didn't, and so the whole future of the entire world rested on the fact that we die tonight. It was all fine really, me and Lils decided to come peacefully since we'd rather not make the judge of our souls unhappy. Well, it was all fine until Lily decided to ask what went so wrong tonight.

"Well, the boss wasn't really banking on Mr. Potter here inviting a Dark Lord over for tea. And he really was thrown by the Dark Lord accepting and calling himself Marcus…" The gnome didn't get to finish, Lily interrupted.

"JAMES POTTER I WILL KILL YOU!"

"But sweetums! It was an innocent invitation! And anyway, you can't kill me, we're dieing anyway."

"Oh yeah." Lily looked slightly put out.

The gnome looked relieved. "Well let's be off then. Take my hand now, that's it, this will be just like Apparating." Lily glanced sadly over at the door to Harry's room. The gnome caught the glance. "Don't worry he'll be fine. And heaven ain't all that bad! We have all the Sugar Quills you can eat!"

Lily and I groaned.

Sorry if Lily and James seemed a bit thick in this- R&R pretty please with your preference of things on top! Oh and also if you noticed Voldemort brought his wand anyway even though he said he wouldn't.