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Previously:

"Sirius was right," James thought. "She's hot… no, she's.. she's beautiful."

The owl dropped an envelope on her bed. Lily hesitated, but opened it and gasped.

It was her father's handwriting.

"We know where you are."

She let go of the envelope, as though it was going to explode. Her father knew. He knew that she had escaped his house through Dumbledore's help to go to Hogwarts.

Chapter 5: HIDDEN

After two years at Hogwarts, Lily had ventured through every tower and corridor in the castle. By far her favorite place in the castle, however, was the western-most tower. It wasn't the tallest tower or the most beautiful, but in the evenings there was nothing blocking it from a spectacular view of the sun setting on the great Black Lake. Lily was quite alone there, and felt at peace with the world.

"I'm going back up to the Gryffindor common room, but I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow morning," Lily called to Ariah, who had been studying opposite her in the library.

Lily had lied. She was not headed towards the common room, but towards to west tower. It had stopped snowing, and the sky was turning into a deep purple. Lily knew that the most beautiful sunsets were after a storm, and climbed the stairs quickly so she wouldn't miss it.

James, Sirius and Remus were among few that were still at dinner, attempting to finish an essay for Transfiguration the next day. Well, James and Remus were at least. Sirius was going around all of the house tables and collecting all of the chocolate miranges.

"Done," said James, pushing the parchment away from him.

"Two more inches, Prongs" eyed Remus

"Font engorgio" muttered James, his wand on the parchment. Immediately the writing grew from his tiny scrawl and filled up the page.

"HA. Now I'm done."

The sunset was beautiful. The clouds were orange and purple, with tints of red around the edges. The glassy water reflected the sky, and together it looked too beautiful, too unique for this world. Lily sighed. To her it looked as if the lake was another sky, copying the other in an attempt to be equally as stunning. This is what Lily was going to miss about Hogwarts. This time next December, Lily had no idea what she would be doing. Of course she had always wanted to be an auror, but that was like becoming a movie-star or a high-profile politician in the muggle world; thousands of children dreamed of growing up to be one, but only a few actually succeeded. Not only did the intense training and strength required scare people away, but it was really the danger of not seeing tomorrow that motivated most to go on to safer, more practical jobs at the Ministry.

Lily, who had been leaning against the edge of the tower, laid down on floor of the tower. The untouched snow welcomed her body. They sky above her grew darker and darker, and slowly she felt herself going to sleep.

"Look! Look! There is the Sirius Star!" said Sirius, jumping up and down on one of the tables and pointing at the enchanted ceiling. "HA! After seven years here, I finally found it."

"C'mon let's go- Remus and I are ready to go and now you've found your stupid star. It's almost midnight and if we're found there will be hell to pay."

"That doesn't sound like you James, partner in crime. Whatever happened to the days--"

"We got caught, lost a shit load of points and got detention for weeks? Ya, we swore we'd never do it again."

"Fine. Let me get a few more miranges."

Ten minutes later, Remus, James and Sirius were safely in their beds. They had eluded capture by Filch by temporarily blurring his vision. Remus had said that it was inhumane, but James and Sirius were laughing at Filch, who was yelling at his cat and running into the wall. Remus and Sirius fell asleep immediately, but James found himself staring at a crack in the ceiling. He kept thinking of the future, what he wanted to do versus what his friends were doing, and what his parents wanted him to do… Damn he was going to miss Hogwarts. It was his safe-haven, his home. Maybe he'd fail on purpose to stay another year. He had a sneaking suspicion that that wouldn't work.

As he always did before he went to sleep and to keep his mind on something else, he pulled out the Marauder's Map from him bedside table and put his glasses on. Dumbledore was pacing as usual, and he could see a few students out of bed, or in dormitories they weren't suppose to be in. "Naughty, naughty" he thought. As he opened the map further, though, one name stuck out. The dot labeled "Lily Evans" was on a tower on the west side of the school, not far from the Gryffindor tower. "Evans, out of bed at this time of night? That's not normal."

Lily opened her eyes slowly. The sky above her was no longer dreamy and purple, but pitch black.

"Fuck" she thought, sitting up. What time was it? How long had she been out there? Peering over the edge of the tower, she couldn't see anything except for the occasional light in a window of the castle. She moved closer to the door, ready to leave.

"Stupify!"

Suddenly, all of her muscles froze. She could move nothing but her eyes.

"Lilian" said a voice coolly from behind her. A thousand memories flooded into her brain. Happy ones, sad ones, terrible ones. It was her father. She would recognize her voice anywhere. There were sounds as brooms rushed in the air and cackles of delight for finding their prey so fast. Her heart was beating rapidly, and the cold night seemed scorching all the sudden.

"I need control of my body" Lily thought, concentrating, "I. Need. Control. Of. Body."

She fell over, but broke her fall with her arm. She had broken the spell.

"Ahh, so this is the beloved daughter. We didn't even have to extract her from the castle. You underestimate her, I see. Not only did she escaped from you last summer, but she just broke my freezing charm without a wand. Are you sure she can't be turned?" said another, higher voice. It was a woman. "Damn it." Lily thought. "There are more of them."

"No Bella, she's not like you. Are you, Lily?"

Lily turned and pulled out her wand. There were six or seven Death Eaters on brooms surrounding her- some she recognized from her Father's house, and some were new.

"Expell-" spat a death eater to her left.

"Averte Statura" Lily cried, before he could finish the spell. He was sent flying off of his broom.

"You will not throw my men off of their brooms. Crucio."

Lily could not deflect this curse. Within an instant, her body was writhing on the stone floor of the tower. The snow, which before had felt so comforting, now felt like ice knives, stinging her skin. Every nerve ending in her body was twitching, burning. Suddenly it was gone.

"Impedimenta Polyia!"

The spell, she had learned earlier that week in DADA to repel large groups of attackers, hit four of the six Death Eaters. The other two sent curses her way, curses that she repelled. While she was busy with her sheild charm, however, the other death eaters regained their strength. Lily could feel her skin ripping and her blood running down her flesh. She would not let them take her alive. She would rather die than return to the basement.

James watched as the Evans dot was surrounded by other dots, dots labeled in mid-air. His mouth opened as he recognized some of the names- they were Death Eaters. But that one dot, Drew Evans. Was he, was he Evans father? What was going on?

Grabbing his wand, James sprinted out of his dormitory, down the stairs and through the portrait hole. There was no time to wake anyone and explain. He had been to the west tower, once, when he was a fourth year. His head was spinning with fear and confusion. What had she been doing up there? Who was Drew Evans? Am I too late? He raced through a dusty corridor and up a flight of stairs.

Taking a deep breath and raising his wand, he pulled open the door to the tower. There lay Evans, spread out on the stone, covered in blood, cuts and tears. The Death Eaters pointed their wands at him, but before they could start yelling curses James yelled "Finitie Incantatem", ceasing fire for a few seconds. As gently as he could, he picked Lily up and ran. He could feel spells cutting through his shirt, and felt a dribble of blood run down his calf.

Still running, James looked down at Lily. Her red hair was sticking to her skin, wet with blood. Her eyes flickered open and she looked up at him, the emerald locking with the hazel. Usually Lily fixed James with a disapproving, guarded glare, but now when she looked at him, her eyes were crying out for help. She was insecure, and yet through it all James could not help but notice how beautiful she was. Her eyes closed, and his heart fell. She couldn't die, not here, not now. There was so much he didn't know about her, so much left un-explained. He wished that he hadn't of made fun of her all of those months- obviously there was a lot more to Evans than he had forseen.

James was the fastest person on the house Quittech Team, but he was sprinting faster than he ever had before. The west tower wasn't far from the hospital wing, but it wasn't as close as James had thought. Lily was loosing a lot of blood, as testified by the stream left on the granite floor. James prayed that the Death Eaters had given up, and not come in the castle. The red trail would be easy to follow, for one thing.

Minutes later, James burst into the hospital wing.

"SOMEONE HELP ME!" he breathed, yelling into the dark room. Madame Pomfrey, looking disgruntled, walked out from the back room. Her eyes widened and she screamed with shock. James supposed they were quite a sight, both covered with blood at one in the morning. Watching Pomfrey running over to him was the last thing he remembered. Satisfied that he had done all he could, he fainted.

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