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Huge thanks to everyone who reviewed, favourite and followed. I still can't believe you guys like it… *blush*. This is by far the longest chapter I have written, Hope you all like it!

This story is inspired by 'They didn't know we were seeds' by LucyLuna. That story is mind-blowing and you should check it out.

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The Second try.

Chapter 5: Lily Evans.

The last thing Lily saw was the flash of green death hurling towards her.

"Harry!"

She bolted up, not paying any attention to where she was, as she remembered the night's events. She was dead. She pulled her knees up and began to sob. She had left her baby boy alone. She had failed to protect her son from the monster. He must be dead now, at the hands of the Dark Lord. The two halves of her heart, James and her son, were dead.

What was she supposed to do now? Where was she? Where was James? Was this the heaven? Would baby Harry be here? She calmed herself down and wiped her tears away. As she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, she noticed something. It was not the same dress she was wearing when the Dark Lord had attacked. She was in pyjamas that reminded her of the ones she used to wear when she was a kid. Her eyes widened as her gaze fell on her hands. Her jaw dropped. Her shocked eyes looked up and took in the bed and the room. It was the exact copy of her childhood bedroom.

She did what she thought was appropriate. She screamed.

"What!"

"What happened?"

"Lily!"

Three voices rang at the same time as the door was thrown open. Three people entered the room and looked at around for the source of danger. Lily felt like she was sucker punched. It was her parents and a young Petunia. Without even thinking, she launched from the bed and hugged her mother, and then her father. Her father held her tight when he felt her shaking. Her mother looked at her with worry.

"What is the matter, my little flower? Why are you crying?"

"Nothing, I just missed you both, that's all," she replied shakily.

Her father laughed and put her down. He cupped her face and looked deep into her emerald eyes.

"Don't worry, Lily. It's alright to be nervous. You might be far from us in that school but we will write to you every day, if you wish. That's why we got you an owl, right?"

"School? What school?"

Petunia just sneered and asked in a mocking tone, "What school? Your little school for freaks. It's unnatural, I am telling you. I heard that freak Snape and you talking yesterday, about brewing potions and learning curses. I hope you come back with green skin and warts on your nose. You can be the evil witch of the stories and I'll …"

"Petunia! That is enough," her mother admonished in a strict voice. But Lily's mind was reeling. What was her sister talking about? She was going to school? Hogwarts? What kind of afterlife had school? Petunia threw a dark look at Lily and left the room.

"Don't worry about her, dear. She is just disappointed that you are going to school to study magic, that's all. I am sure she will get over it," her mother told her in a soothing voice.

Lily just nodded blankly. Her mother left to prepare breakfast, and her father mumbled something about having a talk with Petunia, kissed her forehead and left. Lily needed answers about what was going on. She had died, and now her parents were here telling her she had to go back to Hogwarts? Was this all a crazy nightmare? Was she dreaming all this while she slept beside James in Godric's Hollow? She pinched her arm hard and it hurt. Not a dream then, her gut was telling her this was real. She walked up to the mirror and saw herself. She looked like a little girl. Lily took a deep, shaky breath.

'What was happening? How on Earth did I end up like this? I should be dead, right?' She swallowed a lump in her throat. Looking around the room again, she saw a calendar that was pinned on the wall, with X-marks on each day and a normal pencil hanging on a string beside it. She walked towards it, curiously. If this was real, and she was somehow young and alive, where was she? She held the calendar and saw the date.

'Two days to Hogwarts' her mind supplied automatically.

Her eyes widened.

"Back in time! In…time…"

Her knees felt like she was struck with a Jelly-Leg Jinx and she stumbled over to her wand, lying on top of a trunk and picked it up, taking deep breaths to calm her racing heart. Swish and flick. The bed rose up shakily at first then, hovered steadily and gently down to settle on the floor. The small charm brought her a sense of calm and comfort. Now she had to figure out how this happened, and what she was doing here. She needed to think. She changed out of her night clothes and ran out to the nearby park, calling out to her parents that she would be back soon. As soon as she reached the small park, she began to pace.

'I was hit by the killing curse, yet I am alive. I am eleven years old again. How did this happen? Tuney said I met Severus Snape yesterday, so was that the Lily of the present time? Did I just wake up with the memories of my older self in body of my younger? James and I didn't do any ritual or any spell that might have caused this, so how am I alive, and am I the only one?'

"Oh James," she breathed out.

'Was he back too? Does he have his memories? What about the future that we just died in? Was this an alternate timeline, or are we back in the same future we just died in?'

Before her thoughts and questions could go any further, she heard a voice calling her name. It was the voice of her neighbour and once, best friend. She paused her pacing and looked up.

"Sev."

He ran to her, and pulled her into a tight hug. "Lily. I am so glad to see you again," he said thickly. She pulled out of the hug to look at him.

'According to Tuney, he had talked with her yesterday, so why the desperate hug? '

Her eyes scanned him from head to toe. Even if she was back in time, her head swimming with impossible questions, and the knowledge of older Snape and she were no longer friends, she looked for signs of injury on the young Snape in front of her, because she knew his home life.

She noticed the hug he had given, was different from his old hugs. This hug gave her the feeling that he had not seen her for a long time. He was still dressed in his nightclothes and his hair was rumpled, as if he ran here as soon as he was awake. Was she being paranoid? Her musings and suspicions were answered, as her scanning made him cover his left arm. It was that spot, where all the Death Eaters had their Dark Marks branded onto their skin. Her eyes narrowed at him, and he took a step back as he recognised the anger boiling inside her.

Her hand moved and slapped his face, hard. Her memories flashed with the images of her best friend. The friend she had supported, even when he had hexed so many people at Hogwarts, because she knew he was forced to. She had treated his injuries and cheered him up after the Marauders had bullied him. The friend she lost when he called her that foul word. The man who joined the Dark Lord and became a Death Eater, this was that very same Severus Snape in his eleven year old body. She pushed him away and grasped for her missing wand. Of all the times to leave her wand behind!

"Lil," he tried to calm her down.

"No! Don't you Lil me, Snape," she shot back. He drowned her fierce voice with his own, like he used to do in Hogwarts.

"Lily! I am not a Death Eater yet! And I won't be. Not this time."

She did not want to see reason, but her mind did. Technically, he wasn't a Death Eater, yet. Did that mean he had died in the future she left behind? When did he die? She had not heard of his death, so it must have been after her death. That means, he knew about her baby! What had happened to her gorgeous baby boy, after she failed to protect him? Tears blurred her eyes as she sunk to her knees, shoulders shaking with her sobs.

"You did protect him."

She looked up at him in shock. She could not believe what he was telling her.

'Her baby boy took the killing curse, and lived?'

She could not believe her ears. Her son was alive. James's and her death were not in vain. Their baby was alive!

"I am sorry for my part in it," Snape was telling her and her fiery temper lifted its head again and roared.

He, her once best friend, whom she looked out for even when the entire Hogwarts didn't like their friendship, was sorry for joining the most evil man in the their history? Then why, in the name of Merlin, did he even join him?! What did he expect to find within their ranks? Power? Respect? Acceptance? He had her respect and acceptance just the way he was, but no, that wasn't enough for him. Her fiery anger did not want to hear any his excuses of being a spy, or the reasons for doing what he did, but she honestly did not expect him to die for her son.

Just as Snape was beginning to tell his tale of how he died and what happened to her son, her sister arrived to fetch her for breakfast. She agreed to meet him after. She did not forgive him, not yet. In time, she would.

After breakfast, which she shovelled into her mouth at top speed, much to the chagrin of Petunia and amusement of her parents, she ran back to the park. She saw him pacing in the same spot, in his usual day clothes. He was so lost in his thoughts; he did not see her until she was right in front of him. He smiled at her in apparent relief.

"Explain Snape. Explain what happened after I died and don't even think about lying…" she shot at him, but it was difficult for him to explain properly as she kept interrupting him with her rants and curses.

"Peter did WHAT!"

"And then, he …"

"… and he was never proven innocent?! What in the world was Dumbledore doing for twelve years? Stuffing his mouth with his accursed candy?"

"Lily…"

"Harry was on the team in his first year? Damn, if he was anything like James, I actually feel sorry for the snakes."

"I'll have you know we almost won…" Snape huffed.

"Noting the almost here, Severus."

"My baby killed the king of snakes?! What were you professors doing when two second years were rescuing the missing girl?"

"Uh… "

When Severus finished telling about Harry's third year, Lily began in a quiet voice, which by the expression of Severus's face, he knew it spelled trouble. "Let me get this straight, Remus had a job which he loved, and it was rare for him to get such a good job, and you let slip about his condition, causing him to resign?"

"It was an accident…"

Lily smirked with vengeance as Severus continued with his story, rubbing his stomach and wincing from her stinging hex. That was the third hex she had shot at him. One was for picking on Harry, another for insulting Harry and James. When he reached the Triwizard Tournament and the Voldemort's resurrection, Lily couldn't help it. She had set up muggle repelling charms around the park, so with no one watching except Severus, who had scooted a safe distance away from her. She conjured a huge rock, blasted it to dust, took a deep breath, and sat down next to a very wary Snape with a sweet smile.

"Continue Sev…"

He just sighed and continued with his story.

"The pink toad did WHAT! I'll TURN HER INTO A PINCUSHION!"

"Lily …"

She giggled at the glare he gave when he told Harry had gotten hold of his textbook and became very good at potions. She felt her heart break for Severus when he admitted to killing Dumbledore on his orders to keep the Dark Lord's trust. He told her how her son went on the run, and what Dumbledore told him about the Dark Lord's soul that had managed to latch onto her baby and remained dormant for years. Her baby had to sacrifice himself to kill the monster, who wanted him dead.

Snape was trying to console her, "We will not let it happen again Lils. We will change things this time around. I promise."

She nodded.

"Do you think they remember?" she asked him. He had told her Sirius and Peter were dead too. He did not know about Remus. Would they remember? Like them?

"Maybe, but best not to keep our hopes up. We have another chance of living again," he whispered to her and she nodded.

They had a second chance to make things right and to save her family. In the future where she had died, her son carried such a heavy burden with bravery, compassion and love. She had never been more proud of her son. She will not let such a heavy burden fall on his shoulders again. She would make sure he would get the life he deserved, full of love and happiness.

Harry would grow up with the people that loved and cared for him, and if anyone wanted to hurt him or her friends again, they would regret it. Sirius would not go to prison, and Remus would not be alone. Peter would change for the better, and Severus would not join the Death Eaters. Not if she had any say in it.