Part 2

"Alright, here's the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey will take care of you." Lily opened the doors and ushered David inside.

"Shouldn't you come in too?" David asked quietly, "You did get the cruciatus on you."

Lily looked at James who seemed to be thinking along the same lines. "I will, but Voldemort's still out there and we've go to tell Dumbledore."

"I can do it alone-"

"No James, we're going together. I'm fine." Lily tried to ignore the searing pain shooting through her entire body as she smiled trying to make her statement true.

Madam Pompfrey came bustling over tutting over the state of David. "Merlin, come in dear, come in, we'll have you right in a jiffy. Ms. Evans, are you alright?"

Lily lowered her arm quickly, from where it had been clutching her ribs. "Right as rain, Madam Pomfrey."

James started to open his mouth to object, but Lily pulled his arm out of the doorway and down the hallway.

"So what, you want to tell Dumbledore that Vol-You-Know-Who is in the Hogsmeade town centre and then what?" James asked skeptically.

Lily was having trouble seeing through the fog of her pain. "Then he will go and remove Voldemort from the Hogsmeade town centre and bring at least me along."

"Uh no, Lily you're barely standing up, you are not going back to fight Voldemort." James looked at her sternly.

"Not fight per se, but at least look like back up for Dumbledore."

"Oh yes I'm sure those death eaters and Vol..demort are going to be quite scared of a couple of teenagers." James said with some difficulty.

"Well, whatever I'm going. Lemon Drop." The gargoyle shifted and revealed the winding spiral staircase leading up to Dumbledore's office. Lily heaved a large and silent sigh and climbed the stairs.

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"You are saying that Lord Voldemort is standing around the Hogsmeade town centre with a group of his death eaters and that they had been torturing a student who is now under Madam Pomfrey's care?"

"Yes!" Lily exclaimed, instantly regretting it because it shot a flare of pain up through her chest.

"Thank you for telling me." Dumbledore stood and walked quickly towards the door.

"Professor!"

"Yes, Ms. Evans?" Dumbledore said calmly, turning toward her.

"Well, I was just wondering if you'd take me along."

"And me." James said standing.

"We are the heads we should be there." Lily argued, standing gingerly.

"Ah, but are you not also students?"

"Yes, but we're both of age." Lily countered.

Dumbledore regarded her, it was not a mean look just an appraising look. A look which was trying to measure her up. Lily looked steadily into Dumbledore's eyes, she would not just stay here unable to do anything.

"You said this student was being tortured, I assume this was via the cruciatus curse?"

"Yes, sir." Lily said.

"And you extracted the student?"

"Yes, sir."

"Despite that Voldemort than turned his torture upon you?"

"Well what was I supposed to do, let him be tortured?" Lily asked brazeningly.

Dumbledore smiled, "Of course not. And Mr. Potter am I correct in saying that you took the student and Ms. Evans to safety after she stepped in?"

"You are, sir." James stared at his feet.

Dumbledore smiled again, "Well I think you will be needing to show me where he is." At this he turned at walked out of the room.

Lily looked at James, who shrugged. She set her jaw and marched out after Dumbledore.

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Lily attempted to match pace with James and Dumbledore, but it was hard to walk with what Lily suspected were several broken ribs. She had her wand out, but through the fog of her pain she thought it might be rather hard to recall any useful spells.

They turned the corner and came upon the Death Eaters and Voldemort. Several of the Death Eaters pointed at Dumbledore, at which point Voldemort turned to face them and Lily nearly fainted from fear. His face was even more gruesome upon a second look. It was riddled with scars and it was a milky pale that allowed Lily to see every vein and blood vessel under his skin.

"Ah Albus Dumbledore. So glad you could join us." Voldemort spread his arms in a friendly gesture, but Lily could see the malice and fear in his eyes.

"Voldemort, if that's what you are wanting to call yourself these days," Voldemort made an inhuman hissing noise, "I have no intention of allowing you to remain here."

Voldemort looked affronted, Dumbledore took a step forward and all the Death Eaters, including Voldemort, took a step back.

"In fact, I was rather hoping that you would leave before I have to messy my hands." He took another step forward. "And I really don't think you want the ministry involved."

Lily glanced at Dumbledore, his eyes were aflame with a kind of anger that was so completely terrifying she had never seen anything like it before. His usually kind and open face, was rigid and set in a mold of anger.

Voldemort made an inhuman growl before spinning his cloak and apparating away. His Death Eaters quickly followed suit.

They had gone. They were gone. The adrenaline that had allowed Lily to completely ignore her injuries and pain was seeping away. Lily's head felt heavy and her everything hurt. Her lungs were having trouble holding on to air.

Lily swayed ominously before she felt James' warm and comforting arms catch her.

Distantly, as if through water, Lily heard Dumbledore talking.

"Where is everyone else, Mr. Potter?"

"I put them up in the Three Broomsticks."

"Very good, Mr. Potter. Please go and tell them it is safe to come out. I will take Ms. Evans to the Hospital wing, where she really ought to already have been."

James laid her on top of what seemed to be a stretcher that Dumbledore must have conjured. Lily shut her eyes and slipped into fitful and painful sleep.

A/N: Sorry its a bit sad cause Lily's injured, but I hope you've enjoyed!