A/N: Okay guys, I know some of you are not into slash, but I personally love the idea of Remus and Sirius together. If you don't like it, then you don't have to read this story. Don't worry though; the story is mostly center on the problem between Lily, James, and Harry. I'm not going to focus too much on Moony's and Padfoot's romance.
(Flashback starts)
"Go now, Lilith! I need those supplies!"
Lily frowned at her sister's request. Petunia knew that Lily was going to meet with Remus today, but that did not stop her from ordering her to do something else.
"Petunia, you know that I had plans today. Why don't you go?"
"Because they don't like filthy, worthless muggles like me!"
Lily glared at her older sister. She was tired of Petunia's jealous rages against her. Petunia knew that Lily had to deal with all the insults of the Gryffindor Kingdom because she was a mudblood, but instead of getting support from her sister, all she received was more abuse. Lily was ready to snap at Petunia, a sister she bore no resemblance to. Where Lily had fiery red hair, Petunia had dull, mousy brown hair. Where Lily had magical emerald eyes, Petunia had pale brown eyes. Where Lily held warmth and kindness in her heart, Petunia only felt hatred and malice for everything magical, which included her sister and who was the last of her family.
No matter what Lily did or how she pleaded, Petunia never wanted that sisterly bond that should have been there in the beginning. A bond between two siblings was sacred because they become your best friend, your person, but Lily never felt like that with for Petunia. Lily never felt a family bond between her parents and her sister. It has been like that ever since Lily was born. She knew that her parents cared for her in some way; they gave her a shelter and food. They did not support her magic, but they did not bother her about it. Lily and her parents did not love each other. Something Lily truly realized when both her parents died in a blazing fire. They were traveling to the next town for supplies when, mysteriously, a fire came upon them. It was found to be the work of some rouge wizards, but justice, could not be served. Wizards always came before muggles.
It was during the funeral where Lily realized that she did not love her parents. Petunia was crying out with despair at their graves, but Lily could not bear a tear. Petunia looked up at Lily's emotionless face and glared at her with such hatred, and at that moment, Lily believed truly that she was not an Evans…
…and Lily hated that.
"Lily! Get those supplies now! I have to meet Vernon!"
Lily grimaced at the image of the beefy, overweight, and nasty man that her sister apparently loved and was engaged to. He was intolerable, idiotic, and had a hatred for everything magical, a trait he shared with Petunia. Lily sighed deeply.
"So you can go visit Dursley, but I cannot go and see Remus?"
Petunia scoffed, "You are cheating on the Prince with that beast. My god, Lily, I wonder how MY mother would have felt about you becoming a scarlet woman, she did raise you…unfortunately."
Lily ignored Petunia's snide comment about their mother not being Lily's birth mother. Lily did not want to focus on that particular subject. She did focus on Petunia's wide smile, she was always happy when Lily was thought as a demon rather than an angel.
Lily rolled her eyes. "Mother is dead. Remus is my friend. And the Prince does not know of my existence, and if he did, he would never acknowledge me."
Petunia, and the rest of the kingdom, believed that the Prince was in love with the lowly maiden. They believed in the rumor, and were waiting for the proof to come out. That is why the Prince and the maiden kept their relationship a secret. Only two people knew, and they would never tell a soul. James, though, would rather scream to the heavens stating that he was deeply in love with Lily Evans, but if he did, then Lily would be in danger. The kingdom would accuse her of giving a love potion to their beloved prince, and demand that she was either banished or killed.
Lily knew that Petunia was torn on the subject, she was jealous and thrilled at the same time. Petunia envied the fact that her sister could be with a Prince, but thrilled that then end result could be a chance for Lily to be gone forever.
Petunia narrowed her eyes, either at Lily's empty tone about their deceased mother, or how she referred Petunia's mother as her own.
"Does not matter…you need to go to the Granger's and pick up some herbs and supplies that I need."
Lily gritted her teeth, trying to hold back every spiteful comment she had against her sister. She could do nothing to her, though, because Petunia was still her older sister and guardian.
"Fine."
Petunia shrugged her shoulders, already knowing that Lily was going to do the errand whatever she liked it or not.
"Good, now you better be back before I get back."
Lily smiled sweetly, "Alright, so I should be back home tomorrow morning."
Petunia bristled at the unspoken comment, "What are you saying?"
Lily stare innocently at Petunia, always getting a kick when she teases Petunia, "Nothing, Tuny."
Petunia snarled, "Don't call me that, witch!"
She marched up to Lily, a hand raised in the air, ready to smack the red-head maiden. Petunia froze, though, when she felt Lily's wand pressed against her.
"What are you doing, Tuny?" Lily said quietly, hiding the anger that was boiling inside of her.
Petunia looked at Lily's emerald eyes, reminding her of the calm breeze before the storm brew. She was absolutely afraid of Lily, always have been and always will be. Lily was dangerous, holding on to the sweet, kind façade she put on, but Petunia knew that there was a dark side to Lily, ready to emerge and break free. She was like a sly snake hiding in the brave lion's clothing.
Petunia shivered slightly, mumbling, "Nothing."
The two Evans sisters stood there, one frozen and the other ready to attack. Seconds passed, and Lily lowered her wand, smirking when Petunia relaxed. Petunia stumbled to the front door, ready to run from the dark witch in the room.
"Wait, Tuny, you forgot something."
Petunia stood silently, not turning around to face Lily. Lily, who was smiling so sweetly, grabbed Petunia's cloak, and walked up to her. She went around Petunia, turning to face her. She held out the cloak.
"It's a bit chilly out there; you are going to need this."
Petunia snatched the cloak out of Lily's hand. She took a deep breath, and gave the girl a menacing glare, "Remember the supplies, Lilith."
Lily's eyes narrowed at her full name, but said nothing. She nodded her head, and her sister took off. Lily watched as her sister walked quickly away from the house, and laughed when she saw Petunia sprint down the road. Her sister was always frightened of Lily, thinking absurdly that Lily was going to kill Petunia in her sleep. Not that Lily had not thought of doing that, but she would never actually go through with it. Killing a person made you lose a part of your soul; it was the evilest of all acts. Lily could never do it because she knew of the consequence murder has. Whenever someone committed the atrocious act, their magic would carry a curse. Their magic becomes evil with no chance of pureness and the person will eventually go mad.
That is what Petunia, and most of the muggles in every kingdom, would never understand. The abhorred the Slytherin and Ravenclaw Kingdoms for their dark magic rituals, and praised the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff Kingdoms for their light magic. They did not understand that each magic was pure in their own rights. Dark and Light were both equally different from the evil magic that roam around the both of them. Only true wizards could understand these differences, and only righteous and glorious wizards would accept these ideas. And those wizards's magic was more powerful than others.
Lily shook her head of those thoughts, and hurriedly got her cloak and a basket. If she made it to the Granger's house in an hour, she would still have time to go and visit Remus. She had not seen him in over two days because she was off with Petunia running errands in another town. And she needed to see Remus, for she had news that she could not stomach alone. Lily stopped suddenly, and slowly raised her hand and placed it on her stomach.
God, she needed Remus because if she couldn't tell her best friend, how was she going to tell the father…how was she going to tell the Prince of Gryffindor, the light in the eyes of the people, the love of her life, James, that she was pregnant with his child?
(Flashback ends)
"Lily…"
Lily looked up, his voice bringing her back from the past. It did not matter, though, if she was stuck in the past, present, or future; she still had that one question. Always that one simple yet complicated question, and an answer that Lily could never tell James. And it was going to kill her.
Lily saw James taking a step toward her, and she instantly took a step back. He was hurt that she pulled away from him like he was a stranger, as if he was not the one who loves her. He took a deep breath.
"Lily, where is our son?"
Lily, already knowing what she had to do, stared at the prince straight in his eyes.
Remus paced in front of the fireplace, his love watching him amusedly from his seat. Sirius's carefree attitude irked the werewolf, especially when used during stressful situations.
And this situation was very stressful.
Sirius rolled his eyes slightly, "Look, Moony, everything is going to be alright."
Remus stopped pacing, staring incredulously at the lord, "How can you say that when knowing that the lives of me, Lily, and Harry are on the line?"
Sirius's gaze darkened, not wanting to picture the deaths of three innocent people, especially when the people were his lover and best friend and best friend's son.
"I know Remus, but don't worry I have a plan. You all will be safe."
Sirius, then, got up from his seat. He embraced the werewolf gently, an action that made Remus roll his eyes. Sirius always treated Remus as if he was made of glass, which amused the werewolf greatly considering that he was stronger than the young lord. Remus sighed softly, worried about his nephew and best friend. Sirius, noticing Remus's distress, hugged him tightly.
"He will be here soon. I will go down to the dungeons, announcing that he is here…Are you sure that Lily will deny that Harry is James' son?"
Remus nodded, "She will deny it vehemently."
Remus, then, looked at Sirius questioningly, "But will James believe her?"
Sirius laughed harshly, not wanting to see James' face when he hears the lie and actually believe it.
"No, not a first, James would absolutely believe that Harry is his. He will need proof, hardcore proof."
Remus stared sadly at the lord, "Then we will give him proof…proof that will have to force James to believe and make the Queen unbelievably happy."
Sirius nodded, and the two of them stood there silent.
(Flashback)
Lily trudged back home, the dark setting in, and she was cursing her sister to hell. Petunia must have been angry at Lily for some petty reason for not telling her that the Grangers were not at home, but somewhere farther. If Lily knew that, she would have set up some sort of faster transportation, like a portkey…
But, of course, Petunia loved to see Lily suffer.
So, at night, Lily was walking back to the little home that the Evans left for her and Petunia. As Lily walked, she thought of sending word to James, who was at the Ravenclaw Kingdom with his father. Lily sighed, part of her was thrilled that she was carrying a child, a child that she already loved with all her heart. A child that will get all the protection she can provide, and a child that came from the love of her life. Lily knew, with all her heart, that James would love this news; he wanted a child, a child with her. Yet, another part of her was frightened at the thought of her and James with a baby. The responsibility, first, was going to be a hardship, and she had not even finished her education at Hogwarts. She also knew that the kingdom was not going to be thrilled that a mudblood was carrying the next heir to the throne, and she knew that the Queen was going to be furious.
And Lily feared for the future of her unborn child because a part of her wondered if the Queen already knew. It was rumored throughout the kingdom that the Queen had a gift of knowing when others were pregnant. Every servant who was with child first found out by the Queen herself, and there were even times that a potential wife for James walked in was immediately sent out because the Queen accused of her of being pregnant…
And the Queen was always right.
As the happy but dreadful thoughts ran through Lily's mind, she heard a loud crack behind her, and she instinctively turned around. She saw a man, wearing an auror's uniform, raise his want at her. Lily took out her want, but it was too late. He stupefied her.
*~*
"Wake up, Evans!"
Lily woke up; sleep still trying to take over. She groggily took in her surroundings, and realized that she was in a cell. She heard a loud scream echoing through the walls, and she shivered, the coldness in the room overtaking her.
"Get up mudblood!"
She looked up at the eyes of the man who stunned her. He glared at her angrily, as if she was a bug that he needed to squash. Lily narrowed her eyes, already use to such glares, and ready to fight for her and her baby's life.
"Where am I?"
"Get up!"
Lily stubbornly refused and repeated her question, "Where am I?"
The man roughly picked her up, shaking her, and threw her against the wall, "It doesn't matter! When I say get up, you get up!"
The man held his wand at Lily's throat. She closed her eyes briefly, wishing that she had her wand so she can harm the man threatening her and her child. She bit her lip nervously, not knowing what to do.
"What are you doing auror?"
Lily froze, recognizing the voice that had stopped the auror from harming her. The auror let her go, not caring that she fell to the ground, and Lily placed her hand on her stomach, praying silently that the baby was not harmed.
"I am sorry, your highness, but the mudblood would not listen to me."
"She was always a spirited one... more stubborn and idiotic than most."
Lily saw the auror bow down to the ground, and the Queen came from the darkness to the cell, where the moon shined dimly. The Queen, regal and cold, smirked at Lily.
"Isn't that right, Ms. Evans?"
Lily glared at the Queen, "What am I doing here?"
The Queen glanced coldly at Lily, "That is none of your concern, Ms. Evans; in fact, you are only here for one reason."
Lily stared at the Queen, her arms automatically shielding her stomach, her child, for she knew what Victoria wanted.
The Queen looked at Lily's arms, a disgusted look on her face, "We need to discuss your fate, Ms. Evans, and the fate of that child you are carrying."
*~*
Lily looked around, surprised and suspicious at the fact that the idiot auror dragged her into the main chamber. The auror, whose name escaped her at the moment, led her in the middle of the chamber facing the two thrones in the room.
"Stay here, mudblood."
Lily ignored the insult, "Where's my wand?"
The auror grinned, "The Queen got it, looks like you'll never get it again."
Lily frowned; her wand was an extension of herself ever since she received it when she was eleven. With it gone, it felt that a part of her was missing and she was disturbed that a part of her lay in the hands of the vicious Queen. Lily needed all of her if she wanted to make it out of here alive.
The auror left without notice, charging in the same direction that the two of them came from. Lily stood around, gazing around the magnificent chamber that always amazed her. Even now, with her life and her child's life in danger, she could still appreciate the magic that Godric Gryffindor created for his castle. This was his legacy, and she knew that he would be appalled at who was sitting on one of the thrones, a woman bent on harming his heir.
The chambers door were open, and for a minute, Lily hoped that it was James saving her, but disappointment fell through when she saw it was not James but his mother. The Queen regally entered the chamber, her cloak rustling in the cold wind that entered with Victoria, an icy chill that made Lily shiver with fright. Queen Victoria sauntered in, passing Lily as she would a normal peasant, with an air of indifference. She sat delicately on her throne, posing as the righteous Queen of Gryffindor, the mask she put out for the public, hiding her true face that only certain people knew about.
Victoria smirked, the image of the shining Queen suddenly vanished, and replacing it was the ice queen she truly was.
"Little Lily Evans, I remember when you first entered these chambers. I believe it was your parents seeking advice, am I correct?"
Lily said nothing, yet she did remember the first time she entered the castle of Gryffindor. Her parents came, wanting to ask the king himself what to do when a muggle-born witch appeared. King Harold was calm and inviting, answering her parent's questions with ease. It was the queen who was cruel, making snide remarks.
Victoria laughed, "I am guessing you do remember."
Lily rolled her eyes, "Of course, it is not an everyday occurrence when a nine year old girl hears the queen call her a mudblood who is not worthy of magic."
"Oh my, did you hear that?"
Lily glared at the queen's fake concern, "Don't act like you care."
Victoria raised her eyebrow, "Well, I don't. And I always say what is true, be glad that you were encountered by someone who was brave enough to be honest."
Lily cringed, she was use to the fact that many people that her unworthy of magic, but hearing it come from the own queen's mouth, the mother of James, it hurt a bit. Lily, though, had the cunning of a Slytherin, and knew what the queen's weakness was.
Lily held her hand to stomach, protecting the womb of her child, and smirked at Victoria, "Really, well your son did not think so. In fact, he loves me—
Lily looked down, and then smiled when she saw Victoria's horrified face. That is when Lily knew that Victoria knew about Lily's child.
"—and he wants me to carry his child."
Queen Victoria snarled, the dignified queen finally vanished and she was showing her true colors. A cruel person who just wanted to see everyone around her suffered, and her only redeeming quality was the love Victoria felt for her only child, Prince James.
Victoria stepped toward Lily, her wand pointing at the pregnant maiden. Lily stepped back, fearing for her child's life.
"I can kill you right now, Ms. Evans. You know that."
Lily chose to say nothing; just covered her arms protectively over her stomach, praying that someone will save her, wishing James would save her.
Victoria's flicked toward Lily's protective stance, which made Lily hold herself tighter. Victoria smiled grimly.
"You are carrying James's child, are you not mudblood?"
Lily looked down, not answering the queen's question. She took a deep breath and faced Victoria. The Queen stared blankly at Lily but did not lower her wand that was still pointed at the maiden.
They stood there for a moment, the queen holding her offensive stance while the maiden protected the life she held within her. It was not until the queen smirked when the wand lowered. Victoria walked calmly back to where the grand thrones stood. She sat back down on her throne. Lily watched the queen with caution, afraid to move or speak.
Victoria snapped her fingers and a house-elf appeared.
"What can Tippy do for Queen?"
"Tell the auror to bring in the…guest."
The house-elf nodded and vanished out of the chamber. Lily stared at Victoria, wondering what the villainous queen will do. Victoria smirked evilly at Lily.
"You can relax, little Lily Evans, I will not kill you or your spawn."
Lily held back her retort, wanting badly to tell the queen that it was not just her child but James as well, the child in Lily's womb was Victoria's grandchild, but Lily knew that Victoria would never accept the child. Lily wondered what the queen was up to. She could never trust that woman.
"What are you planning?"
The Queen glared at Lily's tone. She was used to for commoners to praise her, but Lily did the exact opposite.
"You should be thrilled that I am not planning on killing you."
Lily shrugged, "Just because you are not going to kill me does not mean that you plan on not torturing me."
The Queen frowned, not liking that the mudblood was intelligent, Lily knew that trusting people was a waste. If only Ms. Evans was not a mudblood, she would have made an excellent witch.
The Queen cleared her throat, "I will not kill you, Ms. Evans. But you will not stay in the Gryffindor Kingdom, you will not tell anyone of that spawn you carry."
Lily snorted, "This child is not a spawn, and this child is blood related to you—
The Queen did not let Lily finish, "That spawn may be James's child, but it does not mean it is worthy of being a part of this royal family. You are a mudblood. You are not worthy of magic, and that thing inside of you is not worthy of magic as well."
Lily flared with anger, "This child bears your blood. He is worthy of the love that James would give him. You cannot force me to do anything, Victoria, for it is not your decision. My child is worthy of magic for his parents are bless with the gift."
Before Victoria could comment, the chamber doors open. The auror came in, dragging behind him a man, whose head was covered by a sack. The auror walked pass Lily, giving the maiden a sneer, and headed toward the queen. He kneeled down at the queen.
"Your highness, I brought in the prisoner. He is bound and is unconscious."
Victoria smiled happily and turned toward Lily. "Well, Ms. Evans, I have a proposal for you."
Lily said nothing, just watching the auror and his prisoner. Victoria, smiling smugly, waved at the auror, who nodded his head at the motion. The auror unmasked the prisoner. Victoria stood in front of Lily, blocking her view of the prisoner's face. They stood there silently. Lily was protecting her unborn child and Victoria was waiting for the right moment to unleash her secret weapon.
Lily took a step back, "What do you want Victoria?"
Victoria smirked and stepped aside. There the auror was holding up an unconscious Remus Lupin by his hair. Lily gasped loudly, taking in how horrible her best friend looked. Remus's face was covered with bruises, his sandy-blond hair was matted with blood, and she knew right away that being unconscious was the only rest he has had. His skin was unnaturally pale and covered with scratches and marks that looked like he was drastically whipped. Lily desperately wanted Remus to wake up and look into his deep amber eyes to see if he was still alive.
All in all, Lily's best friend was in trouble and Lily started to scream.
"You monster! How could you?" Lily yelled at the queen and started to run toward the werewolf.
Victoria grabbed Lily before she could, pointing her wand at Lily's chest. "Do not move, Ms. Evans, or I will harm you. That would not be good for that beast you are carrying inside of you."
Lily glared at the queen's sickly sweet tone and tried to shrug the queen's grip on her. Victoria chuckled and tightened her hold on the maiden.
"Here's the deal, little Lily Evans, you will leave the Gryffindor Kingdom immediately or your werewolf friend there will pay the price."
The queen then gave a short nod to the auror. The auror took out his wand and awoke his prisoner. Remus's eyes suddenly open and he quickly took in his surroundings. He gasped deeply for a breath of air, and his amber eyes locked in with Lily's emerald eyes. They stared at each other, both frighten for the other, but their gaze was broken when Remus was dropped by the auror. The auror smiled cynically and pointed his wand at the werewolf.
"CRUCIO!"
The cries of both the young werewolf and the sweet maiden were echoed throughout the chamber. The laughter of the crazed queen was overshadowed but none could hear outside the castle. The shouts and tears were ignored by the entire outside, especially hidden by the only two who could have saved the maiden and the werewolf…
…But they never showed.
And hours later, the tired maiden desperately carried her bloody werewolf brother to the forest, where they would live for the next decade…
…Escaping the prison where they are threatened with their lives and heading toward a future where they could live in safety and peace…
…A young and terrified maiden, a dying werewolf, and the unborn heir to the Gryffindor Kingdom.
(Flashback Ends)