Lily's POV

After sending Potter's letter I sit down, hands in my lap. A mix of emotions engulfs me. Confusion, hurt, and pain.

My feelings are coming from a memory. One that I'll never get out of my head. I don't think about it a lot but it always lingers in my mind getting closer and closer with each day.

My world turns black and I grimace as I experience a flashback.

"Come on Lily! Tuny, you can finish your lunch. I wanna play!"

"Coming Rosie!" I say. I can't wait to explore the sunshine with my sisters!

We go outside and run around. "I'm gonna catch you!" Rosie shouts.

I giggle. "Ahh!" I laugh as Rosie chases me and Tuney.

"I want a drink," Tuney whines.

"Oh fine," I sigh and she walks in. Rosie and I resume our game.

Suddenly the two of us stop giggling. A large shadow has fallen over the yard. I look around and gasp. A tall young man with a deformed face is standing in front of us, wand pointed at us.

A blonde man in his twenties asks "Are you sure that they are all mudbloods and muggles?"

"For certain," the other man snarls and raises his wand. All three of us are quivering in fear. He suddenly shouts "Avada Kedrava!"

The spell is pointed at me but Rosie suddenly falls over in fright; right in the path of the spell.

"No!" I scream as Rosie falls to the ground, motionless.

I run; as fast as I can away from them and suddenly bump into two men in cloaks. Then everything blacks out.

. . . .

I wake up in a hospital room. My parents and Tuney are above me; tears brimming in their eyes. They tell me that well known murderers on the loose took a rest by our home and decided to strike. And then; Rosie's dead. No. No, I can't believe it. Rosie and I have laughed and played together for so long. How could this have happened?

Sight returns to my eyes and I quickly wipe away a stray tear. I know now that You-Know-Who and one of his followers killed my sister. She must have been a witch too unlike Petunia.

You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters have gone around killing muggleborns and muggles since as long as I can remember. It makes me feel unsecure and on edge when I'm at my house.

I want to get revenge on them someday. They killed my sister. My sweet Rosie! She would have been in fifth year now and probably in Gryffindor.

I walk out of my room and head to the Great Hall for dinner, carefully avoiding Potter. Luckily he's too busy chatting with Sirius to notice me sneak to the Gryffindor table.

Alice Perwett (Thank you Victoria 3 :D) greets me while digging in her mashed potatoes. "Eat up before the desserts come," she warns me as she dishes herself a second helping of roast beef.

I sigh and pick at my green beans. I'm not that hungry. Even when my favorite dessert, treacle tart, materializes I don't devour a single morsel.

I'm exhausted. I trudge back to the Heads Common Room then collapse on my bed.

Sunlight streams through the window and I sit up. I check the clock and groan. Classes start in fifteen minutes! My stomach rumbles and I grimace. I slept in; breakfast has just ended. Just as I'm about to shower I see something.

It's a dish with eggs, a small stack of toast, and a slice of pumpkin bread with melted butter. I smile. Alice probably found a way in here and left it for me not wanting to wake me up. I then frown. Knowing Alice, she would wake me up even if she could find a way in here. That's strange.

Oh well. I take a quick shower, brush my hair, eat my breakfast, and hurry off to class. I make it just in time for Potions and begin working.

James's POV

I snuck in early into Lily's room and put the plate on her dresser. Okay, maybe it was a little too major but I know that if Lily doesn't fall in love with me soon my heart will break in two.

I sneak a glance at her in Charms. She looks perfect well fed and happy. She must have discovered the food. But knowing Lily wouldn't she be annoyed that I did it? Then it hits me. Of course. I didn't leave a note. She doesn't know it was me.

She will soon.

Lily's POV

I lean over to Alice after Potions. "Thanks for the breakfast," I compliment. "I loved it."

Alice looks confused. "What do you mean? I didn't see you at breakfast."

"I slept in but you brought me some . . . right?"

"Sorry Lily but no."

Who else would have done it? Then it hits me. Of course. It's Potter. I was a fool to think that someone could sneak inside the Heads Common Room.

I catch him looking at me but instead of glaring at him I realize that maybe its time I show a bit of gratitude. As much as I hate him, that was especially nice of Potter.

I give him a grateful smile and he nods back. Who would have thought? I actually smiled at James Potter. And then thought his first name.