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This chapter i experimented with Lilys POV. I hope i did her justice :\

And btw ill be updating every 2 weeks cause school work is getting a lot. well that might be because i write this in class rather than do work :\ ah well.

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Lily's POV

I felt sick. I felt the sickness from the deepest depths of my stomach then it travelling all around my body like the blood running through my veins. It filled me up from the inside, hindering my breathing and making me feel like my body was swelling up like a balloon then I was floating off. Off to a world of what if. What if we hadn't of changed the secret keeper to Peter? What if Peter wasn't a death eater? What if Harry wasn't born? What if the prophecy wasn't made? What if…

I felt a sudden rush of heat and realised James had his arms around me, but not trying to comfort me. He was trying to comfort himself. There's always the trial for him. There's always the trial. I wrapped my arms around him and we stayed like that. I excused myself and unwrapped myself from his embrace after a period of time. I heard him mutter Sirius Black and he leaned over. Smiling, I walked and walked till I was sure I was out of eye sight. I went to the edge of the cliff and stared down uncertainly. I wasn't sure if I wanted to do this. Yes he hurt me… but would he still be sad? Knowing the only way I could clear my mind was by looking I muttered 'Severus Snape'.

He was standing outside our house. Well what remained of our house. Haha I told James not to leave the oven on… Yeah that was lame. He reached out and placed his shaking hand on the gate. Shaking… I shook my head. He's probably sad about the dreaded loss of his BELOVED MASTER. Not the lowly MUDBLOOD he hates. I felt tears roll down my face and I wiped them away, ashamed of myself. He made his decision and I made mine.

'Lily' He moaned. Wait… what?

'Lily… why?' I saw a lonesome tear run down his face and he opened the creaking gate and ventured in cautiously. I am confused.

'Aren't I just a filthy little mudblood to you?' I spat down to him.

James POV

I watched Lily glide away and my mind went blank. Remus, Peter, Sirius. Remus, Peter, Sirius. Us. Marauders. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs. I couldn't stand brooding on it too long and I stood up to go find Lily. One thing that most people learn about me is to never let me brood or ill brood forever. (AN: Hehe like father like son).

I headed off into the direction she went and walked on. And on. And on. I heard someone cry out: 'Aren't I just a filthy little mudblood to you?' and I saw a figure kneeling down on the floor, her red hair contrasting greatly against her dark blue top. Fire and water.

I watched on.

Lily POV

He stepped gingerly over the remains of our battered doorway. On the floor I saw James body, his face set in determination but a slight bit of fear was evident. Snape kneeled down beside him and stare at him, his face wearing an expression of hatred and fury. But just for a moment I saw SLIGHT bit of gratitude on his face.

'Thank you for keeping her happy' he muttered so quietly I wasn't sure he even said it.

He corrected James's glasses on his face and stood up, stepping over his body. He levitated himself up the stairs, clearly not trusting them to support his weight.

Does he truly care after all?

He took one step into Harry's room and seemed to collapse, staring at horror at my body. I have to admit I wasn't looking to good. My hair was a mess, my clothes were all bunched up at random places. There was dirt and debris all over my face and I was extremely pale. Almost like a whiter shade of pale. His face went whitened and he seemed at lost for words. His mouth opened and closed like one of those clowns at festivals where you put the ball in their mouth. I smiled weakly, remember the time when we were 10 and we slipped away to go to the local fete. I remember how he won a massive teddy bear and gave it to me, claiming he was to mucho for a teddy. What happened?

Voldemort. That's what happened. He was the one who ripped our lives apart and stole our innocence. There was never a time I felt more hatred for him than what I felt know. Harry better kill this guy or I WILL find a way to go back as a ghost and I shall destroy him myself.

Snape dragged himself towards me weakly and wrapped his arms around my body. And this is when the waterworks started. Ive seen Snape cry before , whenever his father would hit him, or his parents would fight, but never as hard as this. He sat there, his arms wrapped around me howling. Oh Sev… This continued for about a minute until there was a noise from the floor below. It sounded like someone had tripped over a piece of rock. At once Severus Wow that's the first time I've referred to him using his first name in a LONG time was on alert. He placed me gently back on the floor and got to his feet. With one last lingering look at me he disapparated. The next moment 2 wizards came in and levitated my body down the stairs. I heard the distinct pop of apparition and all was quiet again.

James POV

I do not know how long I stood there. I stood there and watched. Lily's expression went from anger, to confusion, to shock then to utmost grief. But I knew better than to interrupt. She seemed lost in the moment. She eventually pulled out and stood up, still looking down at whatever scene was below her.

Knowing that I wouldn't be interrupting I snuck up to her and tapped her on the shoulder while subtly trying to look down on what she was looking at. Old habits die hard I guess. She jumped about a mile in the air and reached into her robe trying to find her wand. That wasn't what I was expecting.

'Woah woah woah! Steady there'

'Oh sorry… you just gave me a fright'

'I gave you JUST a fright? That was more than JUST a fright!'

'Well… I was going through emotional turmoil'

'Mind telling me what it was?'

'No.'

'Please?'

'No.'

'PLEASE?'

'No.'

I had no other choice. I had to take drastic action.

I started tickling her.

'No… please! I BEG YOU! ILL TELL YOU! STOP!' She managed to get out between each burst of breath. I stopped tickling her and pulled her into my lap stroking her hair.

'Well.' I stated.

'Well' she replied.

'I was just watching Sev.' She glanced up at me uncertainly. I tried to keep my mask up and smiled (hopefully) pleasantly.

'So what's our favourite Slytherin up to now? Torturing muggles? Kissing Voldemorts feet?' I heard my voice beginning to rise.

'No.' she whispered. 'He's crying because we're dead.'

My eyes widened.

'He… he was at our house. And he walked in. and he saw you. And he just stared at your body with hatred. But then he said "Thank you for keeping her happy". Well I think he did. Then he went to Harry's room and saw me and um… cried…'

All while she was saying this, my brain was having trouble process this.

'And I think… I think he still wanted to be my friend after the INCIDENT. And I… I… I didn't let him!' And with that she started crying in my lap.

We talked some more about Snive… um Snape. One thing we talked about is no more calling him Snivellus. Unfortunately.

When we had talked through it all, Lily looked a lot better. She had forgiven Snape for everything that had happened but I was still reserving my judgment. He is still a Death Eater.

We went and joined my parents and friends and went to go have brunch because it was too late for breakfast but too early for lunch.

After food break I went to go check on Moony. Lily decided to catch up with friends and I let her be even though I wanted her to come. She deserved this chance and I didn't control her. So I left with a smile and wave and headed to the cliff. The only other people there were the blue eyed people. I still couldn't figure out what was so familiar about those eyes. It was at the tip of my tongue, just sitting there waiting for me to discover it. But it was too well hidden in a complex maze. Shrugging I tore my eyes away and they landed on Moony.

He was sitting down on the couch looking anxiously out the window, as if expecting someone. A faint sound of knocking came drifting up to me and I strained my ears to hear closer. Moony went to the door and in came Dumbledore looking forlorn. Like when he told me my parents were dead… uh oh. Dumbledore asked whether Moony wanted to sit down. I had a sudden de ja vu moment. Moony shook his head, just slightly to indicate he would be strong enough.

'Remus… I, I don't know what to say'

'Just say it. Please.'

'James and Lily are dead and Sirius murdered Peter.' Dumbledore said his usually calm demeanour wavering and he indeed looked like an old man with the whole world resting on his shoulders.

Moony shook his head so hard it looked like it would fly off any minute. Well if it did Moony can come and keep us company here :D

'Please… this isnt funny. Tell James and Sirius this ISNT a funny joke!' I saw his usually brown eyes turn slightly amber. All Dumbledore could do was shake his head sadly and Moony and I both saw a tear trickle down his face. Moony couldn't take it any longer. He howled a howl that no normal human would manage and his werewolf side began to show. He pushed past Dumbledore and he went crashing into the wall, Moony's strength over powering him. But Dumbeldore made no attempt to stop the out of control wolf as he began to tear his room apart. But eventually the howling stopped, his human mind came into control again and he sank to the floor.

'Leave' he muttered. When Dumbledore made no move to leave he shouted 'LEAVE!'

Gracing his wishes, Dumbledore patted him on the back but Moony shrugged him off. As he was leaving he looked up to the ceiling/sky and he seemed to be looking at me right in the eye. As if he could see me.

'Too short of a life' he murmured. But I wasn't paying attention to that. I was paying attention to his eyes. His bright blue eyes.

The same eyes that two ladies to my right owned.

Welll guys i hope you enjoyed reading my chapter and could you please review cause im always looking for ways to improve my writing skills.

I never imagined that writing the eventgs after their Deaths would take this long! By now i thought id be starting when harry is 11 but my brain keeps thinking up more and more things to add :D ah well...

I hope there wasnt too many errors because my BETA could only look over the first half of this chapter

and do you reckon i could get to 20 reviews either this chapter or next? :D