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When James and Vernon had both left, Vernon in his new sports car and James Apparating, Lily and Petunia had yet another argument.

Lily was up in her bedroom, settling in for the night and playing with Simon, when Petunia flew into her room, completely livid.

"How could you let that boyfriend of yours talk about that freak school?" Petunia hissed.

"Petunia, James was just answering Vernon's question," Lily tiredly replied, she wasn't in the mood for a fight.

"Thanks to you, now Vernon thinks Dad's nuts too!" Petunia continued as if Lily hadn't even spoke. Lily remained silent, hoping Petunia had gotten what she wanted to say of her chest.

"Look Petunia," Lily said, raising her hand and interrupting Petunia as she talked about what freaks they were, "Grow up. Get your head out of your ass and stop being such a bitch, I am what I am. I can't help that."

Petunia sent her another nasty look and then stormed out of Lily's room, slamming the door.

Lily sighed and got ready for bed. It was going to be a long week.

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"Aww, thank you Lily, I can use this self cleaning pot!" Mrs. Evans exclaimed, wrapping her arms around Lily and giving her a hug. Petunia rolled her eyes from her position on the couch.

It was Christmas morning, and everyone was opening their presents.

"What's this? A pair of shoes?" Mr. Evans questioned, holding up the pair of loafers Lily had bought him.

"Yeah, they're dancing shoes, so you can take Mum out dancing and you won't make her want to die of embarrassment," Lily laughed.

"Gee thanks," Mr. Evans said, laughing as well.

"I hope you like yours Petunia, it was the most normal thing I could find in Hogsmeade." Lily told her as Petunia tore of the wrapping of the gift that her younger sister had gotten her.

"A diary," Petunia said, turning it over and opening it up to make sure it didn't do anything weird.

"You can write about all your wedding plans, and stuff like that," Lily shrugged, she knew Petunia was disappointed with the present and it upset her but Lily wasn't about to show it.

"It's great having you home for Christmas Lily, we missed you so much while you were gone," Mr. Evans said, grinning as Lily wrapped her arms around his neck in a bear hug and planted a huge kiss on his cheek.

"And miss mum's Christmas dinner? No way," Lily laughed. She smiled at Simon as he jumped threw the wrapping paper.

"Are you still going to James's house after lunch?" Mrs. Evans questioned, trying to clean up the parlour from where she was sitting.

"Yeah, I'm going to go get ready in a few minutes," Lily replied.

"Do we need to drive you or pick you up?" Mr. Evans asked.

"No, I can Apparate there and back," Lily answered, grinning. Petunia rolled her eyes again, longing to be away from her freak of a sister.

"Well, have fun sweetie," Mrs. Evans said, smiling secretively at Lily. "Do tell James we said hi, he must stop being again soon."

"I will Mum," Lily replied, racing up the stairs to her room. She showered and dressed in her Muggle clothes, tight jeans and a green sweater. She left her hair down and in curls, and wore ruby studs in her ears. She left her face free of any cosmetics, then Apparated to James's house from her room.

The house in front of her was huge, a walkway had been shovelled recently, and snow hip high was on either side of it. Lily hugged her coat closer to her and walked up the pathway to the front door. She rang the bell and waited.

"Good afternoon Miss. Evans," Bloomsbury greeted after he opened the door. "Mr. Potter and Mr. Black are in the parlour."

"Thanks Bloomsbury, Happy Christmas," Lily said, going off in the direction that Bloomsbury pointed.

"Lily!" James exclaimed, standing up and walking over to her. He embraced her and kissed her as if it had been forever since he last saw her, and not just 24 hours ago.

"Can we keep the kissing to a minimum until Ellie arrives?" Sirius asked, smiling at Lily.

"Ellie's coming too?" Lily questioned, grinning.

"Yep, Sirius insisted that he have his girlfriend over for dinner as well. Seemed far to me," James shrugged. He was wearing black dress pants and a maroon sweater.

Ellie showed up moments later, and Sirius went off with her to "show her the house" as he said.

"Would you like to see the house?" James questioned, mocking Sirius.

"Sure," Lily replied, arching her eyebrows suggestively. James gave her a quick tour, making the last stop his bedroom.

"I have the feeling that I've been here before," Lily said, laughing. James's room looked just like the room he had at school, just like her room at school looked like her room at home.

"Then I think your quite familiar with the bed," James joked. Lily sat down on it.

"Yep, very familiar with it," she winked. James sat down beside her and started kissing her, running his hands all over her body and through her hair.

"I've missed you," James mumbled.

"What do you mean? You saw me yesterday." Lily replied, but she knew what he meant.

"I missed having you in my bed," James replied, kissing her deeply again. Lily felt her heart thudding in her chest, she was sure that was all James could hear too. With James's muscular body pressed to hers, she could feel every muscle rippling as he moved. She ran her own hands threw his hair and he moaned slightly, he wanted her bad.

"Hey guys – wow, sorry to interrupt," Ellie said, closing the door quickly. "Ah, and you thought we'd be up to no good, we actually did get a tour of the house, thank you very much!"

Lily got up, laughing. "Ellie, shut up," she called. She kissed James one last time before getting up.

"Don't go," James begged, grabbing her arm gently and smiling.

"We've got too, Ellie and Sirius probably want to hang out," Lily told him.

"Yeah, but I'm sure they can find something to do for a little while… I just want to spend some time with you,"

"Where are your grandparents?" Lily questioned.

"They're probably in parlour number two watching the telly," James replied, pulling Lily close. "They won't come in here if that's what your wondering." Lily straddled him, her eyes linked to his.

"That's not what I'm worried about, I'm worried we'll stay up here for the remainder of the afternoon," she said.

"There's nothing wrong with that," James pointed out, pulling her on top of him and kissing her again.

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Over dinner, Mr and Mrs. Potter asked Lily very little questioned, but they did all talk. It wasn't as awkward as it was at Lily's house, and no one mentioned drills.

After dinner, everyone sat in the main parlour and relaxed in front of the fire. Conversation carried lazily on until a head appeared in the fireplace. It was Professor Dumbledore.

"Professor, what are you doing here?"

"Terribly sorry to interrupt your night," Dumbledore said, and he sounded sorry. "Lily, I need you to come to Saint Mungo's Hospital right away."

"What? Why?" Lily questioned, panicking.

"I would rather speak to you in person, so please Apparate over," Dumbledore said. Lily looked at James with her eyes full of fear.

"I'll go with it. It's ok Pops right?" James questioned

"Yes James, watch out for the lady," Mr. Potter said. Less then two minutes later, Lily and James were in the hospital. They spotted Dumbledore and raced over to him.

"What is it? Is there something wrong with my family?" Lily asked.

"I'm afraid your family has been attacked by Death Eaters," Dumbledore said solemnly, nodding to the room in front of them. Through the glass, Lily could see her mother and Petunia sleeping.

"Where's my father?" she questioned, a bubble of fire rising in her chest.

"They used the Unforgivable Curses on him," Dumbledore explained. "I'm sorry Lily, he didn't make it."

The words hit Lily like a dagger on fire in her heart. She almost fainted, and James caught her. Lily couldn't believe it, just this morning he was alive, and now he was dead?

"Why Professor?" Lily questioned, the tears pouring down her cheeks. "Why did they do this?"

"We don't know why they do anything," Dumbledore sadly replied. He put his hand on Lily's shoulder, wishing he didn't have to be the one to ruin her Christmas.

Lily turned into James and buried her head in his chest, crying. Memories of her and her father flooded back to her, things from the past that she had forgotten, being so absorbed in the present. She thought of all the things she'd never get too do, her father wouldn't walk her down the aisle, he wouldn't be able to walk Petunia down the aisle either.

James lead Lily over to the chairs. He knew just how she was feeling, and he knew that she had to cry it out.

"What has my family ever done to them?" Lily asked out loud. "They've kept their business, they were completely innocent!" She sobbed into James shoulder, the pain she felt was completely unbearable.

James looked at her, his heart pulling with sorrow. He couldn't find the words to tell her that day-by-day, it would get easier. There would be no replacing the empty, sad feeling in her heart though. Anger replaced the sorrow, how could someone do this to Lily? He thought, making a vow that he'd find out who killed Lily's father, and he'd kill them in return.