Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any character that appeared in any parts of it. J.K. Rowling does.

Lily felt as if she was using a Portkey but at the same time, it did not feel like going at a tremendous speed. It was as if she was sucked into a different world. In a blink of an eye she found herself in a entirely white place. She looked around and it seemed she landed somewhere... how to describe it - endless? Huge it was and people were everywhere, furthermore, at the same time it was surprisingly quiet. Like she couldn't hear them talking. Only saw mouth opening.

'Hey,' she heard the voice she desperately wanted to hear and turned abruptly. It was James. Before she said anything he pulled her into a tight embrace. 'I hoped I wouldn't see you so soon,' he whispered in her hair. He was wearing white robes as she did too, she noticed. Glasses also were there, so everything must be alright, she sighed contently and hugged him back.

'We knew it, that I would follow you in no time,' she answered sadly. She pulled away to examine him.

'I saw him kill you,' James said with a strangled voice. 'And I saw you at The Main Gate,' he added smiling. 'Harry...' he tried to say something but could not finish. His voice disappeared somewhere in his throat and he looked at her with a helpless expression.

'Harry what?' She wanted to know. Could she look here on Earth too? James looked at her with a blank face. Didn't she know already? He had to take her somewhere else, as such news should not be broken in public.

'Let's go somewhere private.' He took her hand and they suddenly, as if using apparition, found themselves at a meadow. It seemed endless too. It was what you would call a typical, romantic, fairytale meadow. There was a perfectly blue sky and all types of flowers everywhere. After a second a tree appeared – how the hell did he do it? - and James sat down motioning her to follow his lead. She rested between his legs. He pulled her head gently to lay on his firm chest. He still smelled the same. Of fresh grass and earth.

'Dumbledore got Harry to live with... with your sister,' he said quietly. He felt Lily stiffen in his arms.

'What? Why?' she demanded to know like a child.

'Some ancient magic,' his voice betrayed him. She knew he doubted anything explaining why his son was involved with them. 'He is going to be safe there, as they are his only left relatives,' James continued bitterly.

'But that's bollocks! She is going to...,' her lip trembled. 'She is going to crush him,' she finished feeling tears gathering in the corner of her eyes. She must not cry. Not now, when James needs her to be strong!

'I know,' James said firmly, 'but Dumbledore is keeping his eye on him. We can also watch him,' he said smiling at her.

'How?'

'Don't you know about it?' Lily shook her head. 'We can still watch him there.'

'So we just like that see Harry?' She asked breathlessly.

'Yeah.' James squeezed her hand. 'But I think you might want to know about others.' He did not need to voice the ending of his sentence, how others died. 'I can tell you, since they are all extremely busy with talking with their long gone relatives.'

'Have you talked with your parents?' Lily laced their fingers feeling completely satisfied. She was united with James again.

'Yeah. Time flows there differently. If we want to we can stretch it, but not too much, there are limits of course, but two hours should be enough to finish our business. And it will seem as one second on Earth time,' James explained. That's how he knows everything, Lily concluded. He has talked with other people before she got there to tell her everything.

'Okay. Do tell then,' she smiled. But it turned out that she spent whole time crying. She learned who killed Prewetts. She learned how Dorcas suffered when Voldemort killed her. How her parents died killed by some teenage Death Eaters. How his parents died while fighting and killing along four Death Eaters. How Judy Grass died, how Minnie McDonald, how Jack Rush, how Harold Weasley, how Jennifer Wilkins and many others died.

'… I think he must have been furious when he learned that Joseph fed Rosier with a Polyjuice Potion and Rosier was in fact tortured, while Joseph in Rosier's body stood next to him and laughed. And then Joseph killed Ricks. But unfortunately, Bellatrix came and she already knew what Joseph has done and killed him.'

'Who has told her?' Lily asked. The spy, they had lang before come to suspect did a great damage to her friends. How she wished she could get her hands on him! Not only did he betray all the hideouts, but sold many of them to that man and put Harry's life in danger!

'Peter,' he sighed.

'Who?' She must have misheard. No, that could not be possible. Sweet, shy Peter. Who would always help them during all the moves. Who would volunteer to watch over Harry. Lily cursed at her own stupidity and at being so trustful towards someone, whose behaviour should have already alarmed her! She knew now why Peter would always jump whenever someone touched his arm. Why he could just disappear during meetings or parties, excusing himself for his mother. His mother, Lily laughed bitterly, what a pathetic lie. She should have known better!

'Peter is the spy.' He repeated. He felt Lily tense again and they both fell silent. That was unexpected still. Peter, for whom she and James have stood up so many times. Peter, whom always Lily told about everything. Peter, who, now she saw, was trying to elicit as much information about their Harry as he could. How could she not foresee that?

'I...' she choked. 'I... I just... Oh, oh, oh, James!' She turned to entirely to face him with tears in her eyes and hugged him.

'It's okay. I think Sirius knew that when he came to Godric's Hollow,' James muttered. 'I bet they are going to send him to Azkaban. And if he flees... I am sure he is going to suffer a lot.'

'How can you be so sure?' She asked with her tearful eyes.

'I know about this... this other place,' he looked away. 'And I wouldn't want to tell you, Lils, how scary it is. People suffer there for their deeds on Earth for eternity, you know. There are of course several types for punishment. But I think Peter is going to get, along with Voldemort one of the most painful.' He said with a vindictive voice.

'Can we go... watch others?' Lily asked. James send her his affectionate glance.

'Of course, Honey.'