Chapter 7: The Dream

"No!" a man's voice echoed in Lily's head followed by an evil snicker.

"You can try, but you won't save them! Nothing can stop me!" a jet of green light shot out from behind the door causing the man to stiffen and fall to the floor.

Lily shrieked covering her mouth as tears streamed down her face. No, this can't be happening, she thought. But then, instinct took over. She ran to that familiar room, shut and locked the door. Holding the baby close, she cooed when he stirred and turned his big green eyes up at her.

Suddenly, the door was blasted off scaring Lily and causing her to stumble forward. She put the baby down gently in his crib and turned around, standing protectively in front of it.

"Well hello Lily," the dark voice whispered.

"What do you want?" she questioned, wand at the ready.

He laughed, "Lily, get out of my way and I'll make this easy for you."

"No," she challenged, "You will never get my son."

He stared at her, eyes red with rage and seething. Lily had expected him to show up, but after seeing her the man die, fear started to creep up her spine. No, she argued, He needs me.

Bracing her arms on the crib, she was ready.

"Get out of my house, now," she threatened.

"I won't be leaving anytime soon, Lily," a jet of green light flew at her from his wand; a baby's scream echoing in her head.

Lily awoke with a start, her head pounding.

It was dark and she was in the hospital wing.

What happened? She wondered, breathing hard.

I've got to get out of here. She tried to get up but something held her back.

"Lily!" James awoke when she pulled on his hand, "You're awake! How do you feel?"

"My head is throbbing, but I think I'm ok," she answered, "But I have to go do something…"

"I don't think so," he said pushing her back down on the bed, "You need your rest."

"I feel perfectly fine!" she shot back, "I need to…"

"Don't argue with me," he grabbed her arm pulling her face near his, "We have another game in less than a week and I want my whole team to be on the field for it."

She gave in, he was strong and she was strong too, but not enough to fight back.

"Wait," she thought remembering, "The game! What happened? Did we win?"

James stroked her head causing chills, and some pain, up her spine.

"You three had stolen the quaffle and were running a Black Bullet," he explained, quietly, "Right when you jumped for the quaffle, Mackus hit a bludger right at you. It hit you in the side of the head and you missed the quaffle and fell. Luckily your broom caught you, because I was after the snitch and caught it only to see you falling. It's all my fault! I'm sorry; I should have caught you…"

"No it's not," she soothed, putting my hand on his, "you warned me that they would be aiming for me. I just didn't register that they would hit one at me while I was in the air."

"You're broom was going crazy. It flew you all the way up to the hospital wing itself and Makus got a holler from Madame Hooch, she was fuming." Lily smiled, picturing this, but then looked away.

"How are you feeling right now?"

"Fine," she mumbled.

"What's wrong?" he whispered.

"It was my first Quidditch game and I didn't even make it out conscious," she looked down trying not to cry.

"No," he argued, "You played so well. I'm so glad you're on the team." She looked away from his soft face, afraid to cry. James is so strong and she just felt so weak right now.

The next thing Lily knew, he was on her hospital bed, his arms around her, stroking her hair. That's when the tears came. But, even though she felt weak, she felt safe. James was here and even though she hated his guts, he has changed and it felt good to have him be there.

"It's ok," he whispered in her ear, "Everything will be just fine."

Pulling herself out of his arms, she looked up into his face, "I had a dream before I woke up."

"What was it about?" he questioned rubbing her back in circles.

"I was in a house and there was a man in front of me in a hallway. But I heard another man and he shot something green out of his wand and the other man fell. I screamed and started crying, even though I didn't know who he was.

"After that, I ran into a room and there was a baby in a crib in there. I picked him up and held him, but the man burst through the door and I stumbled.

"I put the baby down and I told him to get out of my house but he wouldn't. He said it would be easier if I just moved and I said no, even though I was really scared.

"And then he shot green at me too and I think he killed me. I could hear the baby crying…and that's when I woke up…"

James tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear, "It was just a dream. But you should probably get some more rest now." He laid me down in his vacated spot and kissed my forehead.

"Good night, Lily,"

"Lily!" Natalie shrieked when she opened her eyes the next morning, "How are you feeling?"

"Fine," she yawned sitting up.

"Oh you scared us so much! Getting hit in the head and then falling off your broom…"

"I'm ok now though," Lily interrupted.

"Nat," Alice warned, "Leave her be. Lily you played wonderful! Those Ravenclaw bloats didn't even know what was coming! All the times you scored!"

"Thanks," Lily answered, shyly.

"Miss Evans," Madame Pomfry suddenly appeared, "Let's add a little here." She put a soothing cream on the bump that had formed on Lily's head. It shrunk to a half normal size.

"Use this twice a day and the swelling and pain should be gone soon. And I think you will be fit to fly in two days," she smiled leaving them.

"They mud blood has finally gotten better," Lucius Malfoy teased, snickers following.

"Lucius," Alice spat his name as if it was disgusting.

"Watching you fall off your broom Evans was a pure joy," he grinned, "Puts true to the point that mud bloods shouldn't fly or play Quidditch, they dirty the sport. I'm surprised Makus didn't aim for the kill then and there."

"Lay off, Malfoy," James and the Marauders suddenly appeared behind the girls.

"What great timing, Potter," Malfoy spat, "and your gang, like always. Let's not forget you who would care for her. How romantic." He batted his eyes to cheers.

"I said lay off," James whispered standing right in front of Lucius.

"Or we can help you with that," Sirius answered, standing behind James along with Remus and Peter.

"Watch your back, Potter," he snapped, leaving with his friends.

"Are you all right?" James asked them three, but looked directly at Lily.

"We're fine," Natalie answered, "Thank you, James."

They all headed back to the common room.

The next few days held hard Quidditch practices. Everyone was happy they won the opening game, but James wanted his team, especially Lily, back to top condition. He was also training Lily on emergency procedures. Yes, he understood that she wanted to perform a Black Bullet, but maybe that was the wrong time. He taught her how to roll, dive, and spin out of the way of bludgers. He taught her how to get out of the way and keep a play going.

James was glad that he and Lily had this time to spend together. He felt that she was opening up and he liked being near her. He hoped that she felt the same.

"So, watch which way the bludger is coming and hopefully you can time it," he rolled almost getting hit himself. Lily laughed. I love her laugh, he thought, then scowled at Jake who shrugged.

"Good practice, see you all tomorrow!" James shouted. It was late as they all made it up to the castle. Madame Hooch had to kick them off the pitch because it was too dark for her to see anyone.

"Walk with me?" James offered.

"Sure," Lily smiled back.

"Did you have fun today?"

"Yeah," she sighed, "I think I'm getting back into the swing of things pretty quickly."

"You'll be ready when we play Beauxbatons next week I think," he added.

"I think so too," they stopped in the front of the fat lady. She winked and left her portrait.

"Well, Goodnight…"

"Oh drat, I forgot my gloves!" she went to go after them, but James stopped her.

"I'll get them," he offered, "Don't go anywhere."

She smiled watching him leave.

It was quiet as Lily wandered around looking at portraits.

Creak, she jumped and turned, but relaxed when she saw that no one was there.

Just to be safe, she thought pulling her wand out.

Suddenly, someone ran up behind her, covering her screaming mouth and causing her to drop her wand and broom. They blindfolded her and took her away.

"Lily?" James asked, breathing heavy, "Where are you?"

His foot landed on something hard and he looked down to see Lily's broom and wand lying on the floor.

"That way sir!" a portrait yelled, "They took her that way!"

A/N: I thought it would be cool if Lily saw some visions of her future so I added the night that she and James will die, yet she doesn't understand it yet. Look for more of this in the future. Hope you like it!