Lily Evans: A Twist In Time
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A/N: Annnnd: Chapter Three!
I cried for a long time.
I sat there, on the floor of Albus Dumbledore's office and cried. I cried that this all happened to me at all. I cried that my best friend was so unhappy. I cried for everything and everyone I could think of.
I cried for a long time, and it ended when I felt a warm, gentle hand place itself on my shoulder.
My fiery red hair was everywhere, and it was completely covering my face, so I was sure that Dumbledore had no idea it was me at all at first. He simply asked me gently, "Are you alright, child?"
I couldn't respond; I was still too upset. I just shook my head, and Dumbledore used a Charm to bring me to his desk. He placed me in a chair, and sat down in front of me.
"Who brought you here?" Dumbledore asked me.
I couldn't say his name; I just couldn't.
"Why were you brought here?" Dumbledore tried.
I managed a weak, "I don't know."
"If I don't seem rude, may I ask who you are?" Dumbledore asked.
I saw his shocked expression when I brought my head up to face him full-front. I responded, "It's me Headmaster; Lily Evans."
What was that in Dumbledore's eyes? Was that...understanding?
"It was Severus who brought you here, wasn't it?" he asked.
I nodded, a fresh wave of tears streaming from my eyes. "He brought me t-to your office." I sobbed. "Not to this t-time. I-I dunno w-who did that, Sir."
"You're from the past, am I right? You'd be in about your third year?" Dumbledore asked, strangely cool and level-headed for the events that were swirling around him.
I nodded. "I-I don't know what happened!" I shouted angrily. "I went to bed in my d-dorm, and I w-woke up to Hermione q-questioning me!"
"Much as happened since your time, Lily." Dumbledore sighed, a ghostly look like death crossing his face.
"W-what Headmaster?" I said, still crying.
He managed a small smile. "We'll need more than one to tell this story." He turned to his Phoenix, Faux, and said, "Fetch me Minerva, would you?"
The Phoenix nodded, and flew from Dumbledore's window. He sighed.
"W-Why is he so mean, now?" I asked Dumbledore. He didn't have to ask who I meant.
"He's not mean, Lily." Dumbledore sighed. "He's just...misunderstood."
I snorted. "That was the excuse I used for the girls in my dorm who asked me why I hung out with him. I know you're lying, Headmaster."
Then, I thought for a moment before adding, "And what did he mean?"
"About what?" Dumbledore asked.
"Before he left me here," I said. "He-he told me t-that..." but I couldn't finish, because just thinking about those words made me cry again.
"Sh, sh. It's alright, Lily, it's alright; we'll make everything okay." Dumbledore comforted, a tear leaking from his own eye.
"He told me 'I killed the only thing I ever loved. And I will not be reminded of it!'." I said, taking a shaking breath and placing my clammy hands to my face to calm me down. When I was sure that my words would be relatively understandable, I continued. "The whole way here, he acted like I was a student who'd used Pollyjuice Potion to disguise myself. He kept speaking ill of Harry Potter, saying that we'd been taking things that belonged to him. He kept asking me 'who put me up to it' and he kept looking like he was going to cry."
Instead of the wise response I expected, Dumbledore simply asked, "Would you care for a Lemon Drop, Lily?"
I laughed without humor, and said, "Perhaps just one."
Dumbledore handed me the lemon drop, and Remus Lupin burst into the room.
He looked awful; he was definitely still ill, and I knew why he hadn't been able to teach his class. He simply stared at me.
"Lilyflower?" he asked.
"I'm sorry?" I asked. I never remembered him giving me a special nickname. "You're Remus, right? One of James's friends? A-A Marauder?"
Remus looked questionably at Dumbledore, who explained, "Lily here has just been through a terrible case of time-travel, Remus. In her time, she's just starting her third year here at Hogwarts."
"Oh." Remus said. So I would get a nickname later? "So Snape hasn't-"
"No." Dumbledore said, cutting Remus off quickly. "He hasn't."
"Hasn't what?" I asked, wiping away the last of my tears.
"Nothing." Remus said, shrugging it off. "What is she doing in your office?" he asked Dumbledore.
"I was dragged here." I said, cringing.
"By who? Whoever dragged you here, Lilyflower, I'll hex them!" Remus said.
Whoa, whoa, whoa - when did Remus Lupin get so defensive of me?
"It was Severus, Remus, and you'd do well to leave all of this alone." Dumbledore said.
"Does she know about...?" Remus trailed off, looking at Dumbledore expectantly.
Dumbledore shook his head sadly. "No." he sighed. "I've called for Minerva to meet me here to help explain it."
"I'd love to stay," Remus said. "But I've got some, uh, business to attend to. If you'd excuse me-"
And Remus Lupin left the room.
"Headmaster," I said. "Should you really be explaining anything to me? Shouldn't you just send me home? Won't we meddle with the present...or in my case, the future...if you tell me things?"
Dumbledore sighed again. "In this case, Lily, I think things in this time need meddled with. Badly."
"Things are that bad?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yes, Lily. They are that bad." Dumbledore said, just as Professor McGonagall burst into the room.
"Albus, what is it?" she asked, obviously concerned. "You never send Faux for me unless it's an emergency!"
Dumbledore simply pointed down at me, and McGonagall - obviously not recognizing me - said, "What? What did a student do that's so horrible?"
"You don't recognize me, Professor?" I asked, widening my large, emerald eyes.
"Albus," McGonagall said, placing a shaking hand to her mouth. "You don't mean to say-?"
"Someone has brought Lily to this time." Dumbledore said. "We don't know who. We don't know why. But we do know that it's taken an awful toll on her, as she is having a bit of a...breakdown."
I looked down, embarrased.
"Who brought her to you?" McGonagall asked.
"Severus." Dumbledore said simply.
That same understanding that had gone through Dumbledore's eyes now went through McGonagall's.
"I've brought you here, Minerva, so that we could properly explain to Lily everything that she has missed. I want to change this future, Minerva, and I'm sure that you agree with me?" Dumbledore looked expectantly at McGonagall.
"Of course, Albus." Minerva agreed. She took a seat next to me.
"It all starts...well, here. Why don't I just show you?"
Dumbledore led me to his pensive, and poured several vials of memories into it. He instructed me to look into it.
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It was a large jumble; almost like a collage. It wasn't what I expected watching memories to be - it was like they were all in fast-forward. I just saw a bunch of people doing and saying different things at once.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" my own voice shouted, and I saw James Potter taunting Severus.
"I don't need help from filthy little mudbloods like her!" Severus said, directed at me.
"Fine. Then I won't bother in the future. And I'd wash my pants if I were you, Snivellus." I said.
"Death Eaters - that's what you're all aiming to be. See, you don't even deny it!" I told Severus.
"The prophecy did not refer to a woman - it spoke of a boy, born at the end of July." Dumbledore told Severus.
"He plans to hunt them all down now, to kill them." Severus said through tears. "Hide her, hide them all, please. I beg you."
"Are the rumors true, Albus?" McGonagall asked Dumbledore.
"I'm afraid so Professor - the good, and the bad." Dumbledore replied.
"You were to keep her safe!" Severus sobbed.
"Lily and James put their faith in the wrong person, Severus. Much like you." Dumbledore responded. "Her boy lives.. He has her eyes, precisely her eyes. You remember the shape and color of Lily Evans's eyes, I am sure?"
"DON'T!" bellowed Snape. "Gone...dead..."
"Is this remorse, Severus?" Dumbledore asked, and I was beyond the point of surprise. My insides were shaking...
"I wish...I wish I were dead." Severus said.
'No, Sev!" I whimpered, though I knew he could not hear me. 'No!'
"The Dark Lord will return, and Harry Potter will be in terrible danger when he does." Dumbledore told Snape.
"Don't tell me you've grown to care for the boy?" Dumbledore asked Severus.
"Him?" Sev asked in disbelief. "Expecto Patronum!"
I gasped as I saw a silver doe fly from Sev's wand...that was my Patronus!
"Lily?" Dumbledore gasped. "After all this time?"
"Always."
Always...
Always...
Always...
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"Sirius Black was put in Azkaban for your murder. He very recently escaped."
"Peter Pettigrew is presumed dead - killed by Sirius Black."
"You made Sirius Black Harry's godfather."
"You and James became close after Snape's outburst - you married a year after you left Hogwarts."
"You cast yourself between Voldemort and Harry when Voldemort tried to kill Harry. You were killed, but Harry destroyed Voldemort's power."
I heard McGonagall and Dumbledore delve further and further into their explanations of my life, but I barely heard any of it. Too many emotions were pounding through my body at once...I felt so dizzy...so, so...dizzy...
The last thing I remember before passing out was Dumbledore saying, "He loved you for so many years..."
Kind of a cliffy, but I hope you enjoyed;)
~PeachyKeen13