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'GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!'

'ARGH!' James fell out of bed with a "thud"! His blanket wrapped around him so that he resembled a giant red caterpillar.

'Lily! What are you doing in here! You're not meant to be in here!'

'Oh shut up James, like it makes no difference.'

'What do you mean by that?'

'Nevermind'

'Well help get me out of here then,' mumbled James.

Lily and James spent the next quarter of an hour trying to unravel James from his blanket.

'Remind me never to yell in your ear to wake you up,' panted a tired Lily.

'You have been reminded,' said James.

'So,' said Lily, who was at his desk, 'what are you up to today?' She swivelled her seat around so that she faced James. She put her fingertips together and peered down and James.

James eyed her curiously, and then smirked. 'Do I get the hint that little, inferior Lily Evans is asking the great James Potter out?' James stood on his bed and put his hands on his hips and puffed his chest out.

'Of course not,' said Lily, waving her hand. 'Besides, I'm busy today. Meeting up with friends and catching up. With homework,' she added, 'I missed out on nearly a whole night's worth of work.'

'Nerd,' James muttered as Lily left the room.

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Lily spent her day in the Gryffindor Common Room helping her friends with their homework and doing some of her own at the same time.

'Are you sure you don't want to stay longer?'

'Ruth, I lost a whole night's worth of homework! If I don't catch up on it I'll fall behind in classes and fail the exams.'

'But Lily, the exams are ages away.'

'It's only-'

'What part of ages don't you understand?'

'Oh leave her alone, Ruth,' Alice butted in. 'If she needs to catch up, then let her.

Lily smiled gratefully at Alice.

Lily hummed the children's nursery rhyme Mary had a Little Lamb to her self as she made her way up. Along the way she bumped into Peeves, who was about to play a prank on Sir Nicolas de Mimsy, or commonly known as Nearly Headless Nick.

'Hello Peeves. What are you up to now?' Lily sighed.

'I'm playing a prank on Gryffindor's Knickers,' Peeves whispered. 'Now be quiet!'

'You know, there isn't much you can do that can frighten a ghost.'

'Silly Lily Evans,' the poltergeist tutted. 'I know that.'

'So…why are you-'

'Shush!' hissed Peeves. 'He's coming closer!' With one last mischievous glance at Nearly Headless Nick, Peeves disappeared. Lily didn't want to be seen lingering around the crime scene, so she quickly hid herself behind a suit of armour that was also trying to escape, but the seventh year held it down.

When Nearly Headless Nick was only a few feet away from where Lily was just standing, there was a loud, but muffled, bang that, luckily for Peeves, drowned Lily's yelp. The Gryffindor ghost halted so suddenly that it seemed that he had crashed into a solid wall.

Lily was bewildered at the look on Nick's face. It was as if Nick was looking at a duck flapping around with excess energy in the middle of a boiling hot desert.

Nick tried to keep gliding forward but he was blocked by the invisible barrier. Confused that a ghost couldn't walk through something solid (then again, this was a school of magic) he turned around to take a detour, only to hit yet another barrier. He tried both left, right, up and down, but he was locked inside a glass box.

The prisoner was about to open his mouth to shout for help when there was a curse thrown at him.

'AVADA KEDAVRA!'

Lily screamed as she saw the green beam of light shoot at Nick form no-where. Nick also shrieked. Lily supposed that he didn't want to die. Again.

After the Killing curse shot through the ghost, it bounced off a painting, where a hippopotamus was just standing, and hit a vase made of china, there was another incantation. This time though, Lily did not recognise it.

Morsmordre? I've never heard of it before.

The suit of armour was hiding behind ran away and Lily could see why.

High above Sir Nicolas de Mimsy's head, was a something… green. It looked like a colossal skull, composed of what looked like emerald stars, with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue. The green smoke around it made the emerald star constellation eerie. It was-

'The Dark Mark,' Whispered Lily, mortified.

The sound of crashing doors and the loud stomping of feet brought Lily to realise where she was standing.

'What in the world – Merlin's Beard!' Professor McGonagall whispered. The crowd of students' eyes followed Professor McGonagall's gaze. There was total silence for who knew how long.

Lily was only standing yards away from Nearly Headless Nick's lifeless spectre.

'You-Know-Who's mark,' someone finally whispered, and a babble of voices broke out.

'Quiet!' Professor McGonagall's voice sounded. 'QUIET!' Everyone stopped in mid-sentence. 'Everyone, back to your house common rooms! Spread the word to everyone you meet along the way. Smith, go to the staffroom with Brown, and tell the teachers in their to send a message to tell every student to go back to their Common Rooms. Do not take any detours.' There was a pause. 'Now would be a good time,' Professor McGonagall hissed.

Everyone scuttled of, shooting frightened looks to the thought-to-be nearly-perfect Head Girl. Lily dropped her eyes, and miserably turned to leave.

'Miss Evans, please accompany me to the headmaster's office.' Lily shuffled her heavy feet around and tailed the Professor.

'Professor, I-'

'I am very disappointed in you Miss Evans.'

'But-'

'I don't want to hear any excuses at the present time. Caramello Koala.'

Lily just noticed that they were standing in front of the gargoyle that guarded the entrance to Professor Dumbledore's office.

'Well? Are you coming?'

'Oh. Yes. Sorry Professor,' Lily muttered. Lily stepped onto the spiral staircase.

At the top, Professor McGonagall rapped on the door and pushed it open when she heard the headmaster's greeting. Lily hung back, she thought that maybe she should let Professor McGonagall the chance to tell Professor Dumbledore what she saw.

'Come in Lily. No need to linger outside. Come in, come in.'

Lily had been inside Professor Dumbledore's office a few times before, but this time, she wasn't interested in the different sweet assortment Professor Dumbledore had on his desk this time. She wasn't interested in picking up a chat with the portraits of the ex-headmistresses and masters.

The two Professors talked softly at the large desk in the Headmaster's office, while Lily numbly stared at her shoes.

'Yes, yes…I understand…thankyou Minerva, but I think I will be able to handle this.'

'I don't doubt that, I don't. Good day Professor.'

After the door clicked Dumbledore sat behind his large desk and popped a Cockroach Cluster into his mouth. 'Ah, the unique taste of chocolates. Would you like one Lily?'

Lily hid her disgust. 'No thankyou Professor.'

'Well, come, come, no need to look so tense. Do sit.'

Lily sunk into a chair, grateful that her backside had finally had somewhere to rest.

'So then, straight to it. Professor McGonagall stated that the Killing curse, which you should have already studied, was set off in a hallway and the Dark Mark was seen hovering Sir Nicolas de Mimsy. Is that true?'

'Yes Sir.'

'And Professor McGonagall said that when she came out to see what was happening you were standing there.'

'Yes Sir.'

'She also said this was not something that you would do. I agree with her, but she says that you were the only person that was there.'

Lily didn't know how to respond. No, it wasn't something that Lily would do. She hated the Dark Arts. Especially since she had learnt that muggles were at the most risk. Lord Voldemort killed muggles to gain strength. Or, so that's what the Professors had said over the past few years.

'Well, did you Miss Evans?'

Lily looked at Professor Dumbledore straight in the eye so that he wouldn't think that she was lying. 'No.'

Lily watched that old Professor nod, his hat flapping slightly, and leaned back. He looked so old and weary. How old was he? He must have been at least a hundred years old, but he looked so…healthy?

'Just as I thought.'

There was a moment of silence as Professor popped another Cockroach Cluster into his mouth. Lily's stomach churned when she heard the loud crunching from the Professor's mouth. Isn't he going to ask me what I saw?

'So, you were the only one there, what really happened? I mean, what did you see. After all, you were at the scene of the crime for the whole time, weren't you?'

'Well, you see Professor, I was on my way back to my Common Room when I met Peeves.'

'Ah…so Peeves created this terror?' Professor Dumbledore chuckled, but Lily saw his face soften.

Lily agreed with the Professor and told him everything that she saw.

'Well, it seems everyone is lost in this confusion. Thankyou for your time Lily. I think it would be best if I, uh, clean things up a bit with the school.'

Lily took this as her cue to leave. She stood up to made her way back to the door and down the spiral staircase.

'Oh and Lily, if you meet Peeves along the way, keep walking.'

Lily smiled. Yes, Hogwarts' headmaster was a bit mad.

'You have learnt about unforgivable curses last year, I presume.'

'Yes, Sir, with Professor Rorrim.'

'Ah yes, the poor man,' chuckled Dumbledore. 'Tried to perform the imperious curse, to show students the effects, on a Blast Ended Skrewt. It bounced off the shiny shell and backfired onto him.'

Lily didn't know how to react. That was dangerous when Professor tried to show the outcome of being under the imperious curse. No-one could control the professor, and he could not control himself.

'Professor, I would like to ask you something,' said Lily, sitting back down again.

'Well, seeing as that isn't a question, I might as well answer your next.

Lily raised an eyebrow. Sometimes the headmaster's sense of humour was a bit… funny…

'Well, could you please explain what the Dark Mark is? I know a little about it. I've read about it somewhere… "When Death Eaters perform the killing curse on someone, they say an incantation afterwards. They produce the Dark Mark, which is cast above the dwelling or place where the killing took place. The Dark Mark is a green skull with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue."'

'The Dark Mark is exactly how you described it Miss Evans. But it is also much more than that. Branded on the left forearm of each Death Eater is the Dark Mark. When Death Eaters feel the Mark burn and turn jet black, they are to instantly disaparate and aparate to his side.' Dumbledore leaned back and chuckled uneasily to himself. 'I've always found it slightly humorous. What if the Death Eater was in the shower?

'Now, about the actually Dark Mark? Lord Voldemort can speak Parseltongue.'

'Snake-language. The serpent represents that.'

'Yes, that's right. And the skull? Well I think that it is meant to resemble his skull, or Salazar Slytherin's.'

'WHAT?' cried Lily. 'Slytherin's skull? How?'

'My dear, no-one really knows, but Lord Voldemort…well…let me put it this way – he has Slytherin's blood…'

'Oh, erm, that's nice information, Professor, but what I meant was – how would he know what Slytherin's skull looked like? I mean, no-one has ever found the remains of the four founders of Hogwarts.'

'No, no-one has…So anyway, with a snake protruding from the mouth, one can conclude that the skull can "speak" the language of snakes.'

Lily thought that maybe Professor Dumbledore was avoiding her question about Salazar Slytherin's skull. He had worded his response about Lord Voldemort having Slytherin's blood, very carefully. 'Well then, I suppose it would be Voldemort's, because…well, that's the only other alternative.'

'Yes,' said Professor Dumbledore wearily, 'you're probably right. Well, I need to clean up this mess - and find Peeves.' Lily noticed the tone of his voice.

She got up and said, 'good day, Professor' and left for the door. As she closed it, she caught a glimpse of Professor Dumbledore at a large basin with a silvery substance inside. It looked like a light, made liquid, or wind made solid. Lily couldn't decide which. But what made the scene even more eerie, was that Professor Dumbledore had put the tip of his wand to his temple and was pulling out, from his head, that same silvery substance. Lily clicked the door shut and descended down the spiral staircase.

A/N

Yes, I know, takes ages to update now don't I? No need to rub it in. But i have uploaded a couple of one shots!

I was going to include something in the Author's note, but the effects of citrus fruits and its acid is too strong, so I forgot. I'll remember eventually, but then I'll forget again... What a shame. Anyway, hope you liked this chapter... it was a bit boring, and no funny parts at all. Even lame people's lame sense of humour sometimes fall apart.

I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER! Yeah, I'm changing the title name... When I uploaded the first chapter, I didn't really have an appropriate title, so readers, when I upload the next chapter, it will have another title. Hazel Green Eyes. Alice and I were "silently" discussing it during assembly - when we were clapping after someone had spoken of course, that way the teachers wouldn't be able to hear us.

Yeah, I remembered what i wanted to say when I was just about to update, but I remembered. Okay, I'd better go and actually start on my stupid history assignment, which I think only about five people are doing... oh well, teachers are teachers, and detention is detention...