Lily

Lily lay on top of James. She was still in pain, but now moving didn't hurt her so much. She was cold, so very cold, but somehow James kept her warm on the cold floor. It might be day or night; Lily didn't know. The cell that they were in had no cracks or windows providing access to the outside world, just damp darkness, but to Lily it was life. She knew that death waited just through the next room and down the hall.

Suddenly, the heavy wood door opened, and a man came in and stood over them. Lily held tightly on to James, but the man snatched him from under her. James moaned softly from the quick movement that was being forced upon him.

"Boy, are you ready for death?" the masked man who grabbed James said forcefully.

"Frankly, no…"

"Well, you better get ready, because you're going to die today."

"No, James, don't give in to their games! Please don't leave me!" Lily yelled as the two bodies were silhouetted against the light from the doorway. She wiped a few lonesome tears from her eyes.

The man who was holding James by his shoulder turned and looked at her. James did the same.

"Never, Lily! I'll never leave you," he said to her.

"How very touching," the guard sneered "Well, since you don't want to leave each other, I suppose you can just watch the other die." The man chuckled at his own words, as if he found them amazingly clever, and called out to another hooded guard to help him.

The man walked in and grabbed Lily's arm, pulling her to her feet and dragging her on an even level with James. The two guards pushed and shoved their prisoners down the corridor and into another room. Absentmindedly, Lily grabbed James' hand and squeezed it tightly. James turned to her and tenderly held her gaze.

"We'll die for the good of others, and together. Death won't separate us, I promise. Don't be afraid to die," he whispered to her.

She looked at him and wondered how he could be so strong in a time of such need and misery.

"I'm not afraid to die, James, just as long as I die first."

James nodded. All hope was lost, and both knew that death waited through the next door. But at least if she died first, there would not be the horrid sight of his dead body lying on the cold stone floor for her to see.

The Death Eaters pushed them through the next door, tripping on the threshold. Lily and James fell to the floor.

"My Lord, we brought the prisoners."

"I though that I told you to only bring me Potter."

"Yes, my Lord, but we though that it would entertain you to make one watch the other die."

"Well, then I think that they should die together; "We could see who can hold out the longest," said one Death Eater, trying to make a game out of their lives.

It disgusted Lily that people could find such enjoyment in murdering people; they were even going to have a contest to see who would die first, she or James! It disgusted her. She squeezed James' hand hard and bit her lip till it bled.

Suddenly James stood up, pulling Lily with him. What was he thinking? Lily wondered what kind of trick James had up his sleeve.

"If I die today, I'm going to die standing, tall and proud."

"Courage, James – something I'd expect from you, but now isn't the greatest time to show it," Voldemort said in his cold voice that made Lily want to get as far away from him as she could.

"I die standing," James bluntly said.

"Very well. Crucio!"

Both James and Lily were hit with the curse. James stood screaming and grinding his teeth, holding her in spite of the pain, and it amazed Lily that he remained on his feet through all of it, none-the-less.

Lily knew that it was ending. She screamed, wishing that the pain would stop. Suddenly there was a white flash; Lily was about the age of fifteen, staring into the flickering fire.

"Hey Evans, how's it going?" James Potter said, sitting down next to her.

"None of your business, Potter!" she retorted, crumpling a piece of parchment in her hands.

"It could be, if you tell me," he said as a silent tear slid down Lily's cheek, but still she looked into the fire and didn't face him. "I might be able to help…"

"No, no, you can't help me, no one can," she whispered, as more tears spilled from her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

"I can't if you don't let me."

"I can't," she said, still looking at the flickering fire in the evening light.

"But you can; you can tell me anything," James whispered, wiping the damp tears from her cheeks with his warm thumb. Lily turned to face him, placing her hand over his.

"I'll always listen to you, Lily. Forever."

She began to cry harder now, salty water welling up from the corners of her eyes and flowing over his and her hands, then falling to the ground. James pulled her tight and held her as she cried.

There was another flash of bright white light, and Lily's head began to spin, her arms began to strain, and her legs felt like they were about to break, as the feeling of hot knives plunged through her body.

She screamed from the mounting pain in her head. There was a warm, squeezing feeling around her hand. Lily opened her eyes to see James on the ground next to her. He was on his knees, yelling from the pain, but still they held hands. Soon the pain stopped. Her breath slowed, and the room was silent except for the laughter coming from Voldemort and his followers.

"James?" Lily whispered to him while looking at their keepers.

"Yeah?" he whispered back, looking into her face once she turned to look at him, too.

"Before we die, I want you to know something…"

"What, Lily? We aren't going to die; I promise… someone will come."

"But…"

"I can just feel it; they are on their way; they have to be."

"James, listen – whenever I said that I hated you, it wasn't true. It never was, even though sometimes I wanted it to be."

"I know," he said, looking into her emerald eyes, showing true understanding.

"No, no, you don't. You don't know half of it…" Lily pleaded for him to listen.

"Did you enjoy that?" mocked a Death Eater.

"How about another dose of pain, boy?" sneered the other one.

James squeezed Lily's hand, and they both stood, each helping the other to their feet.

"People will come looking for us! And when they find out what happened and what you did to us, they'll come after you! And bring you as much pain as you've brought us!" Lily yelled at her keepers.

"Well, isn't that nice? Crucio."

Lily fell back to the ground, pain coursing through her body like an electric shockwave, pounding in her head, crushing her bones, though they didn't actually break.

Once again there was a white light, and once more Lily was back at Hogwarts, but now only just a day ago. In fact, it was the day that she and James had been taken captive by Voldemort.

Lily and James were walking around the castle doing rounds, seeing as they were head boy and girl. Patrolling was one of their duties.

"Favorite color?" James asked as they rounded a corner.

"Blue – you?" Lily responded

"Bright green."

"Why?"

"I really don't know. Just because, I guess." Lily got the feeling that he knew more than he let on, but she let it slide.

"Favorite class?" he asked, as if it were an afterthought.

"Charms and Potions – yours?"

"Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Your worst?" Lily asked.

"Potions and Divination."

"Me, it's Divination and Transfiguration. Seems that we should agree to disagree. Why don't you like Potions?"

"Never had a calling for it, I guess, and Slughorn…I hate how he picks favorites… Calls them the Slug Club."

"James, I'm in the Slug Club…"

"Oh, sorry. Why don't you like Transfiguration?"

"It's just so complicated. I can't ever do anything as fast as Sirius or you can, not to mention how confusing it is."

"Well, it is what you make it…"

"I guess so – what time is it?"

"One twenty-eight."

"We should head back now. I'm knackered."

"Yeah; bed – here I come!"

"So what do you think –" Lily never got to finish her sentence because Remus appeared, rounding the corner at a fast speed.

"Lily, James, the school is being attacked!" Remus yelled as he ran towards them.

"Moony!"

"Follow me!" Remus turned around and ran back with Lily and James following him.

"This way!" he shouted, running down the hall and through a door, Lily and James only meters behind him.

They rushed through the door and into an empty class room, but it was dark, and Remus was nowhere to be seen

"Remus? What's going on?" Lily called after the door slammed shut.

James turned and pushed Lily behind him, as if protecting her from any harm.

"Nothing is going on, Lily dear," replied Remus from a dark corner of the room.

"Lumos," Lily said, causing Remus' face and the area where he stood to glow in the eerie light of her wand.

"Remus, what's tomorrow?" James asked, eyeing Remus carefully.

"Why? It's Thursday."

"You're not Remus!" Lily exclaimed.

"Yes, I am too, you idiots."

"No, you're not!"

"Well, then you've seen through my mask." Remus' features began to change and his height started to decrease, his sandy brown hair became bleach blond, and soon Lucius Malfoy stood in Remus' place.

"Polyjuice Potion – what a wonderful thing it is," he said mockingly.

"What's going on?" James asked demandingly.

"You'll find out soon..." Suddenly, the world went black.

Hours later, Lily and James woke up to a man with slits for a nose and bright red eyes. He frowned down at them.

"Good, my guests have awakened," he said, glaring at them. "James Potter and Lily Evans." They both stood, but James was the first to speak.

"What do you want with us, Voldemort?"

"Simple really, just for you to join me."

"And if we refuse?" Lily said.

"Then you die. Nott, take the girl to the next room; you know what to do."

Lily was pushed through the door and into another room.

There was another flash of white light. Lily could hear voices in the distance. They screamed, shouted, and yelled. After listening to them for a few moments, she found she couldn't recognize them.

Who are they? she wondered. Lily felt that she was being moved, the pace quick and urgent. She opened her eyes to see James holding her and moving towards what he must have thought an exit, while behind them hooded Death Eaters dueled with Aurors. How they had gotten there, Lily didn't know.

"James, what's going on?" she asked, her voice raspy from screaming.

"The Aurors came to save us, and you weren't waking up, and we needed to get out of there. There's a Portkey around here somewhere and –"

"Alright, James, I get the picture."

"Can you walk?'

"Hope so." James set Lily down, but her legs were like jelly under her weight, so James pulled one of her arms around his neck and put one of his around her waist.

"Lily, your wand is in my back pocket. Take it; you might need it." At this, Lily reached into James' pocket to find her wand.

They entered a deserted corridor; its crumbling walls looked as if they would come crashing down upon them any moment. Trying to watch their feet, they moved hurriedly through the hall, but still they tripped on what might have been an uprooted cobblestone and fell to the ground.

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