Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does, and some of her awesomeness shows through in this chapter.

We broke apart when we heard a slight clearing of the throat and we both looked to the source of the sound, discovering his head in the flames."Oh, Professor, sir, uhm hello." I said, quietly pushing myself off James, trying to rearrange my self in a position that didn't look quite so…well yeah.

He smiled, amused. "Hello Lily, James. I think it's about time you can call me Albus in these present circumstances. I was wondering if you two might be able to come with me, we have an emergency meeting at Sirius'.

"Yes sir, that's fine." so with a furtive glance at me, James stood up and reached for my hand. Dipping a hand into the small pouch on top of the fireplace, he threw it in the flames making them green around Dumbledore and Dumbledore disappeared. I grabbed some for myself and we stepped in, throwing it to the ground. I closed my eyes and said Sirius' house and then I was spinning, spitting out the soot that filled my mouth. James hand was tugging against mine so I let him pull me into the door that was fast approaching.

We tumbled into the doorway and I managed to stay on my feet, clambering out of Sirius' fireplace. Most people had already taken their seats, an assortment of chairs, couches, and various furniture items of Sirius'. I smiled at most, nodded to a few and James and I walked over to where there was a free spot next to Dedalus Diggle who dropped his top hat in excitement as he rose to shake James' hand.

The room quieted quickly as Dumbledore strode to a small kitchen chair, pulled out his wand, enlarged it, and sat down. Dumbledore cleared his throat and the few people who were still talking stopped.

"I am sorry for all of the inconvenience and short notice of this meeting, but there has been urgent news." he looked at us all gravely before speaking in a slightly lower tone. "If any of you have noticed, we are missing a few people today. Lord Voldemort has taken three of us hostage, Remus Lupin, Benjy Fenwick, and Edgar Bones. They were working on a secret assignment and Voldemort got word of it. He had his Death Eaters take each of them separately. I believe I have word of where they are. We will be sending a rescue group consisting of five people. Are there any volunteers?"

I stared at him in shock. Remus, one of my best friends, was taken by Voldemort. James had my hand gripped in his so hard I could barely feel it. I had no idea how he was feeling. I felt like crying, but this was James' best friend since childhood. I looked up to his face and it was as hard as rocks, seemingly stone.

No hands had been raised when I slowly raised mine in the air. My voice crack when I spoke. "Albus, I-I'd like to go." Everyone's eyes had flitted to me when my hand raised. I didn't think it was possible, but James' hand tightened even more on mine.

"If Lily goes, so do I." he said, in a strained voice. From across the room Sirius raised his hand in the air.

"I'm in." he said, and I could tell that the twinkle in his eyes had gone out. His face was as hard as James.

Two other people raised their hands from across the room and I could see that it was Amelia Bones, who I knew was Edgar's sister, and Caradoc Dearborn, who I didn't know as well.

"Ok, you all will report to Sirius' house tomorrow morning at 9:00 and I will give you all the information I know. Thank you for volunteering. If any of you decide to back out, I will take you place." Dumbledore said, looking at the five of us. "This is not something to be looked lightly on. This is a life and death situation, no longer is the learning, this is the real thing, so I wouldn't take lightly on this topic and expect you to take this very seriously. Now you may all leave." With that he stood up, shrunk his chair back to it's regular size, turned, and disappeared.

Most people followed suit, packing up and disappearing. James and I stayed only to talk to Sirius for a moment, and then we grasped hands, turned on the spot, and apparated back home.

When we got back, James dropped my hand quickly and stalked off. Surprised, I followed him up the stairs until we were in his room. I tried reaching for his hand but he yanked it away, going over to sit on the bed and dropped his face in his hands.

"James, what's wrong?" When he didn't respond, I sat down next to him and tried to reach for him, but he pulled away. "James, talk to me."

He seemed to shudder for a second before standing up abruptly. "Don't you think that it would bother me that you volunteered for this! This is dangerous Lily! We're getting married. We're going to start a family! That's not going to happen if you're dead! Why would you volunteer today? You don't know what you have just done. This is serious! You could die and then what would I be!" he had never shouted at me before and it scared me. He sounded so mad I could barely hear the words he was saying, only that he was shouting.

"How could you say that? Remus is our friend! He deserves to be saved by someone who won't stop, no matter the consequences. We're the only ones who will save him no matter what, because we care! You can't be mad at me for that! This is my life!"

"That's why you need to stay home and let Dumbledore take your place. I won't let you risk your life for this. Remus would agree if he could!" he was still shouting at me. He had no right to say these things to me.

"Who are you to tell me that I can't go save my friend!"

"I'm you're fiancée!"

"You can't tell me how to run my own life!"

"Lily, you are my life!"

But I didn't care what he was saying, all I knew was that he was telling me that I was not allowed to go tomorrow, and I would not except that. I was going, no matter what he said. I set my shoulders back and looked him straight in the eye.

"I'm going, and you can't tell me otherwise." and with that I walked past him, shoving away his hand that tried to stop me. I walked straight into the bathroom and slammed the door behind me, turning on the shower as quickly as I could. The tears came without thought, streaming down my face as I threw off my clothes in a frenzy, hopping into the shower and sinking to the floor. Before I new it I was sobbing. I didn't even have the energy to turn the water off of steaming hot, and as it touched my skin, my skin turned a blotchy red, irritated by the temperature that was much too hot.

I don't know how long I cried, just long enough to cry for Remus, James, and the other two captured with Remus. I sat their for a long time, knees pulled up to my chest and head tucked into my knees. The water slowly turned from scalding to freezing, and yet I didn't move. The tears had stopped, just the occasional one drifting down my cheek. It wasn't until about ten minutes of freezing cold water that I realized I was cold, and then I was freezing. I slowly stood up and turned off the water, stepping out of the shower and reaching for the towel on the rack near the door. I wrapped it around me but it didn't help.

I pushed open the door and stepped into the room. I didn't expect James to be there, but it still hurt to see that he wasn't waiting for me. I grabbed one of his shirts and boxers, not even caring that I didn't ask. I walked out the bedroom door and down the stairs, pausing in my room to put my slippers on. I was still so cold, but I didn't stop, my hair creating a huge wet spot on his shirt. I continued down the stairs, stopping at the entrance to the living room, the fire casting shadows on the walls around me.

And he was there, sitting on the love seat, calmly staring into the flames. I walked closer to him, pausing slightly and the tears started again, and I was shaking because of the cold. When he opened his arms out to me, I didn't hesitate to go into them, walking towards him and tucking myself into his arms that wrapped around me, making me warm almost instantly. I tucked my wet head into his chest and he kissed the top of it.

"I'm sorry." he whispered into my ear.

"I'm sorry too." We stayed there for a long time, until my hair had dried and my tears had stopped.

"I should never had asked you to not go, that was unfair of me. Of course it's your choice." he said, still into my ear.

"I should have asked you first. But I have to go. You know that."

"Yes, I know."

We stayed there for a while longer, just staring into the flames until I began to nod off. He stood up and picked me up in his arms, bridal style, and carried me up the stairs. He carried me to his room and set me on the bed, tucking me in quickly. He went into the bathroom, presumably to brush his teeth or anything like that, and came back out again, quickly hopping into the other side. I curled up next to him, quickly tucking myself into him. We laid there for a while, but I knew he wasn't sleeping.

"What's going to happen tomorrow?" I finally whispered.

"I don't know. But I do know that both of us are getting out of there alive. And we're going to do our damn best to get everyone else out with us." he whispered.

"Do you promise?" He was silent for a moment, contemplating my question.

"I can't promise you that Lily." he paused. "I'm sorry."

"It's ok, I shouldn't have asked that. I know you can't promise that."

"Lily, we need to get some sleep." he whispered. I nodded and turned around, so my back was against his chest. "Goodnight, I love you."

"I love you too." I whispered, and I quickly fell asleep, thinking of Remus. It wasn't long until I was asleep. I don't know when my waking hours turned into dreaming but when they did, I had troubled dreams. There was a boy, a small boy with jet black hair, round glasses, and bright green eyes. He was probably around eleven and was with one other small child, a girl with brown bushy hair, and they were staring down at a tiny bottle.

"There's only enough there for one of us," the boy said. "That's hardly one swallow." And then they looked at each other. "Which one will get you back through the purple flames?" The girl pointed at a round bottle at the end of a line of bottles. "You drink that." he shushed her protests. "Get back, and get Ron. Grab brooms from the flying-key room, they'll get you out of the trapdoor and past Fluffy- go straight to the owlery and send Hedwig to Dumbledore, we need him. I might be able to hold Snape off for a while, but I'm no match for him, really."

"But Harry," the girl said swallowing, "what if You-Know-Who is with him?"

"Well, I was lucky once, wasn't I?" said Harry, pointing at a small lightning shape scar on his forehead. "I might get lucky again." The girl seemed to tremble, and flung herself into his arms. "Hermione!"

The words then got blurry, and the dream changed, flashing to a round room where the same boy was standing and across from him a man in a turban, facing a mirror. The man in the turban turned towards the boy and removed his turban, revealing another face. The scene seemed to fast forward until it was the other face staring at the boy, and it was speaking.

"Now…why don't you give me that Stone in your pocket?" the boy stumbled backward, appearing very frightened. "Don't be a fool! Better save your own life and join me…or you'll meet the same end as your parents… They died begging me for mercy…" he snarled.

"LIAR!" the boy shouted.

"How touching… I always valued bravery. Yes, boy, your parents were brave… I killed your father first, and he put up a courageous fight…but your mother needn't have died…she was trying to protect you…Now give me the Stone, unless you want her to have died in vain."

"NEVER!" the boy shouted. He raced to the door but the man was faster, springing at him. The boy raised his hand in defense and when they touched the man's skin, the man screamed, his skin blistering. As the man screamed in pain, his other face screamed for him to kill the boy, but it was too late, the man was destroyed. But the boy was falling, falling, to the ground and he didn't get up.

"NO!" I sat bolt upright in the bed, hands wringing the blankets, shaking like crazy. The tears started coming again and I knew that this was the same boy, the same baby that I had dreamed about the first time, before the ball.

"Lily? Whazzgoinun?" James said, sitting up, reaching for his glasses on the bedside table.

"James, I had the worst dream. It was horrible." but I couldn't keep talking and I wrapped my arms around my knees. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me towards him and I fell against him. "What's happening to me? Why is this happening?"

"I don't know love, but you'll be ok, that I can promise you." he whispered kissing the top of my head. We stayed there for a while until I controlled myself and couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. We laid down together, getting more comfortable and soon I was asleep, forgetting all about the boy with the lightning shaped scar.

A/N: I'M SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY IT'S BEEN SO LONG. it's just been really difficult in school lately and i usually have so much homework i don't get anything done. But if someone can guess who Benjy Fenwick is, i promise i'll have the next chapter up by next week. I hope you enjoyed it! i'm sorry its so short, but the next one is going to be so action packed i had to seperate them. Please review! Thanks!