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Flirting With the Enemy

By; Sierra Sitruc

Email: ChristmasAngel87@hotmail.com

Chapter 6 Truth Hurts

Professor Dumbledore looked at Lily and he saw that Lily's emerald eyes were glowing with fear. He looked down in pity at her; he suspected that there was something big behind the reason she was a Death Eater, and that's why he was here. There was no better questioner then Albus Dumbledore.

Lily if she could have would have run out of the room- or screamed; she was having trouble picking what to do- what if he found out. What if he found out what she'd done; that she'd given in to the Dark Lord just because she was too wimpy to save her own life; and her parents; maybe if she was lucky, he'd like that fact that she'd done it for her parents. But that fact that her own life had been on the line as well, might make him think differently then she wanted.

"Now, Miss Evans- as long as you don't fight the potion, everything will be okay and you won't get hurt. The past questions were simple enough- I hope these are the same. Miss Figg I apologize, but I have some rather… secretive questions to ask her- dealing with unspeakables and spies for us; the Order of the Phoenix, and I cannot let you know."

"Oh right of course." Arabella retreated from the room; Professor Dumbledore did several silencing charms before starting.

Dumbledore faced Lily and sat directly across from her in a chair.

"Now Lily is it true you are friends with a one Severus Snape?"

"Yes." Easy enough Lily thought.

"Do you know of his position with the good side and the dark?" He asked, his blue eyes bore into her emerald ones, and she felt guilt sink into her soul.

"Yes."

"Please tell me what."

"I know that he's a spy for the good side, he takes all the information he can get from the Dark Lord and his subjects and reports it to you. He talks about the new comers to the Dark Force and he talked about me." Lily said quickly and numbly and against her free will. "I know that he hates dealing with the Death Eaters- he told me so." Lily's brain stopped making her send information about the subject and no more came from her mouth.

"Are you friends with Severus?"

"Yes."

"Has he ever done anything to maybe traitor off the good side?"

"Yes." Lily herself was wondering what it was; Dumbledore looked at her curiously and noticed her confused expression.

"What was that?"

"He tried to save me, when I was with James Potter."

Dumbledore nodded in understanding. "Severus has feelings for you doesn't he?"

Lily once again had no idea what she was talking about, but yet her mind knew what she was and it all came out. "He doesn't want to, but he does. He prefers me as a friend more then a lover, but he can't help himself. He was jealous that I was alone with James for so long."

Lily could feel herself blushing deeply under Dumbledore's gaze. His eyes twinkled and she feared what he would ask her next.

The question didn't come.

"How did you become a Death Eater?" It could have been worse Lily thought.

"Voldemort asked me to join him." Lily said, the details were left out, since it wasn't forced from her.

"Did you want to?" Lily once again felt Dumbledore's honest eyes boring into her's and she wanted to get away. Lily didn't want to answer this question it was too painful. Tears burned her eyes and she looked away. Pain erupted in her throat and the answer came out.

"No."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered with pity for her. Lily let a tear slip and he knew there was more to the story, and was bound to find out.

Lily somehow managed to find her real voice. "Please, Professor don't make me answer this!" Lily pleaded, it was such an awful memory, she hated to relive it, even in her mind and imagine saying it out loud when she'd never told anyone…Except Severus, wouldn't he have already told Dumbledore? "Hasn't Severus told you? He knows, ask him- don't make me say it…again!"

"Severus told me, a little bit, but he said he'd made a promise to you and didn't want to break it. He only told me you were the most innocent Death Eater he'd met and that you shouldn't be arrested, I had hoped you'd come forward and say so and join as a spy, but what do you have to say to that?"

"The Master was keeping watch on me- at all times, every time I visited some one I was almost always accompanied, he knew I could easily turn spy. Besides" Lily said unwillingly once more, "I couldn't risk it." Lily shivered at the memories of big creepy men following her to Three Broom Stick's and every other time she wanted to have fun. She'd felt like a prisoner- and now she truly was one.

"What were the risks Miss Evans?" He asked kindly, especially since they were enemies-even more then her and James. Oh how I wish I could just go to bed! Lily thought thinking of her nice comfy bed at her apartment.

"I couldn't risk him killing my parents; or myself." Lily said finally as the same burning feeling entered her throat and the pain became unbearable.

"So, Voldemort tricked you into this…situation?"

"Yes."

"How, what EXACTLY did he do?" Dumbledore emphasized the word 'exactly' as if to say every detail you remember. "How did it all come about?"

Lily took a deep breath, and fought with all her might against saying what Dumbledore had just asked her. Her throat burned, and boiled with pain- forcing the truth out. No Please! Lily thought desperately, she wanted to scream but was too afraid that if she did the truth would leave her. Her mind started pounding, she felt like she was being squished between two slabs of concrete. The pain increased, and Dumbledore could easily see her fight with the truth potion. She couldn't fight anymore, no matter how good a fighter she was in duels, when it came to inside pain and Arachanubas, she was useless. Lily let out a blood curdling scream in defeat, and a large breath of air was released from her as the truth and memories began to flow out.

~Last Few Months of Seventh Year~

Lily; having enough stress with being Head Girl, having NEWTS soon, and Isabella begging for homework help; Lily was ready to explode with frustration when she received the first note.

Isabella had just left Lily, and she was alone in her dorm finishing an essay; when a midnight owl flew in straight through the window. The told her things…weird things about herself.

Such as: Lily Evans- are you parents name's really Trent and Morgan Evans?

At first Lily had thought it was just a joke. Then the notes seemed more personal…they knew what she'd put on her homework essay, they'd known she'd gone to snog with her boyfriend from Hufflepuff in an empty classroom late one night- something Isabella hadn't even known.

The stress built up on Lily, and the notes told her of the power she had and even though she was just a simple muggleborn, she would be a wonderful tribute to the Dark Side; at that Lily had freaked and had desperately wanted to tell someone, but she didn't want to endanger anyone else. So she said nothing.

The mysterious notes; she had decided were most likely from Voldemort, so Lily made sure she never went anywhere alone. Never.

She graduated with high honors, and with a perfect record she had a job lined up for her at the Daily Prophet. They'd liked her writings and she would start straight away.

Her parents gave her some starting off money as a graduation present and she and Isabella had gotten an apartment together.

Late one night Lily (who had to take floo home since she couldn't apparate) had discovered at her office that she'd forgotten to fill up her stock of it; she was close by a shop that sold some and decided to walk there. It was the worst mistake of her life.

Lily had tugged on her cloak, since it had been a cold winter day, and left without too much thought of it.

She hated being alone; at night and with all the killings and the notes, that kept appearing whenever she was alone. They always knew when she was alone.

Lily had thought she was lucky it had been such a nice day outside, and walked along as the dark set about her. She was getting nearer to her destination, when someone apparated beside her and before she could say 'Help'; she been tied up magically and lifted over a large man's shoulder. He wore a long cloak that covered his face, and she knew at once he was a Death Eater.

Since she was tied up she couldn't scream since she'd been gagged- or she would have. She'd struggled and fought and found her wand was missing. She felt vulnerable with out it, and hoped someone would save her; she was wrong.

The man carried her for a great distance before setting her down, in an empty house. A poof of dust clouded around her when she moved. The man stood a distance away from her and suddenly a disgusting looking man walked into the room, with a sickening grin on his face: Voldemort.

Lily felt even more fear enter her mind, and she'd thought for sure he wanted to kill her, after all she was muggleborn and he hated muggles and anyone who had anything to do with them.

"Ah, Miss Evans have you been receiving my lovely little notes I sent specifically to you?"

Lily's eyes widened and she forced herself not to panic. He levitated her to a chair and sat her in it, he released her bindings and let her just sit there: Lily was shocked.

"W-What do you want with me?" Lily asked nervously as she finally found her voice.

"I my dear want you to join me- if you haven't figured it out already." He hissed.

Lily gulped, "Sorry, but I have too much to do with out a whole Death Eater thing hovering over my head."

"I won't let the muggle loving fool- Dumbledore," He spat, "Get to you first, I'll have you on my side or have you dead at my feet." Lily wondered where her wand was, and saw the icky looking Death Eater holding it, along with his own. "So, what do you say?"

"No." Lily said firmly, she'd prefer not to kill innocent people in her spare time and deal with it this way.

"I'm sorry you feel that way; Lily we can give you power. Anything you want! I could care less about you, but I know what you're made of, even though some can't see it; I do. You're a powerful witch, and I hear you're imperious curses are wonderful. They could do us a lot of good- keep those ministry people out of the way…We could have a lot of fun. Still say no?"

Lily nodded numbly and braced for her death; but Voldemort didn't give up that easily.

His eyes flashed in anger. "Maybe I'll give you a taste of the pain you'll feel if you don't join me. Crucio!" Lily screamed in pain, as her body collapsed off her chair and onto the floor; it went on like this for a while before he let her go.

Lily was panting for air, and just lay still on the floor, while he continued to talk.

"Will you join me now?"

"No." Lily said shakily. Voldemort kicked her in the stomach repeatedly, before giving her a hand and helping her to her feet. Make up you're mind! Lily thought angrily.

Lily hated it when he touched her, but she couldn't very well ask him to stop. He grabbed hold her arm and looked at her closely. She started into his black, dead eyes. His pale flaky looked like it might crumble at any touch. His dead eyes had only one emotion in them that she could decipher: Hate. It was probably all he felt.

He touched her face with a dry hand, and Lily felt disgusted and prayed he didn't do anything too bad to her. She'd rather die- or maybe even join his side.

"You love your parents don't you?" He asked staring into her emerald eyes that shone with hate, disgust- and a lot of fear.

"Y-yes." Lily answered uncertain as to where this was going.

"Would you like it if I killed them?"

"No." Lily said, trying to fight the tears that welt up in her eyes.

"Then I suggest you join me, or else you won't be having anymore of those long talks with your mother or those walks you love having with you father anymore." He grinned evilly at her, and reading her mind he said, "I know everything about you Lily."

Lily tried to get out of his grip, but it seemed like he had a super hero power, that made him impossible to escape from.

"Join me?"

"No!" Lily cried out.

"Out of here Malfoy!" He ordered the Death Eater who had been standing silently in the corner and the Malfoy scampered away like a frightened rabbit. He looked at Lily, and noticed that more fear shone in her eyes then before.

"P-please don't!" Lily said, trying once again to get away from him; his grip grew stronger, and his sickening grin was on his face again.

"I know what you're afraid of Lily." He said, and placed his revolting dry lips on hers, and she bit his lip- hard. "Bitch!" He said, as he felt blood drip down to his clean robes. Lily glared, and tried to escape but he kept a strong grip on her. "You really are a good fighter." He said a wicked grin on his face, as he pushed her into the wall, touching her in a way that made her hit him and scream bloody murder. "Now will you join me?" He asked. "You're parents' lives are on the line, and your own life, do you still not want to join, if you don't I kill you, but not before I have you watch them die." He held her against the wall and licked her neck.

Lily made her decision. "Yes." She said quietly, "I'll join you- don't hurt them please!?"

"As long as you are on my side, nothing will come to harm them." He said and stepped away from her, looking slightly disgusted with her, but amused and the terrified look on her face. "You will come to be loyal to me, until then I'll always keep someone around for you- to get to know." He grinned, and left the room and Malfoy reappeared and took Lily home, all the while explaining what was what, and that he would be the leader of the group she now belonged in.

When Lily got home, she'd cried the whole night.

~Present Time~

Dumbledore watched as the young woman sobbed, and he could tell it was a painful memory, and almost wished he hadn't asked her about it.

"Thank you for telling me that Miss Evans, you now have a better chance of making it out of this place alive." He gave her a small smile, before leaving the room and Arabella entered the room; and began asking her more questions- they didn't find out much more then they already knew. It was all boring stuff about knew attacks and plans they had.

Will they let Lily go, she was taken by Dementors back to her cell and she fell instantly asleep on the rickety bed. It wasn't until then, that her mind drifted to a certain Auror that she knew…

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James had just woken up from an uneasy sleep, he immediately thought of Lily- and then he remembered they'd gotten to the Ministry already and she was probably hanging around Dementors.

James sighed heavily before trudging into the kitchen, where he discovered a head had just appeared in the fire.

"Ah! James, how are you?" James' eyes widened as he saw his old Headmaster's head, floating in his fire.

"Uh, just fine." James stuttered. "What do you need?"

"I want to speak with you at the Ministry Headquarters, how soon can you be there?"

"20 minutes, I need some time to get ready."

"All right see you then."

James hurriedly got dressed and took a shower; he was just about to apparate, when it finally occurred to him that whatever Dumbledore had to say to him was probably about Lily. He wanted to make sure she was okay, and if possible they'd found out something from Lily that was helpful and if she wouldn't have to go to Azkaban after all. James could only hope.

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Lily, on the other hand was still asleep, and was about to receive a very unexpected visitor…

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