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I'm back! Did you miss me? Of course you did! Well, I'm so so sorry for the wait, but I was banned from the computer for a week (with the exception of homework) for forgetting to take out the trash. And then I got myself banned another week because I forgot that I was banned and I came on anyways...Whoops.

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So here it is. The chapter in honor of Halloween 3 weeks after the holiday. Whoopsie-daisies. Heh. Sorry.

(xxDazzled11xx, here's the update you've been waiting for! ;))

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James Potter was confused. There was no doubt about it. Even Lily's friends noticed the little clouds of worry and concern that appeared whenever Lily wouldn't look him in the eye or she refrained from talking to him and avoided him in the halls. Of course part of Mary, Marlene, and Alice found it absolutely hilarious, but the other half was deeply disappointed that Potter had not pieced together the pieces and caught on yet. There was also something else. He had not asked Lily out since she had turned him down yet again, saying that she would never say yes, even when a little nagging voice was persistently telling her to. All James had been doing since then was trying to make polite small talk. It made things even more odd.

On a gloomy afternoon, clouds obscured the sunlight, making everything seem dull and gray. Lily's mood matched the weather outside. She thought-no, she knew-that it was all Potter's fault.

Professor McGonagall had told everyone that there was going to be a quiz on Wednesday to prepare everyone for N.E.W.T. year, and as a result, the very next day Lily had sped to the library first thing after breakfast to study, However, fifteen minutes later, the Marauders strolled in haughtily, much to Lily's surprise. She thought that the Marauders didn't even know what a library was.

Now Lily couldn't concentrate; even James' presence made her feel uneasy. Another ten minute passed and Lily had accomplished absolutely nothing. She got up and in the process, she caught James' eye. Suddenly feeling quite flustered, all her books spilled out of her arms and landed on the ground with a rather loud thud. Ignoring the amused looks sent her way by Potter, she gathered up her books and rushed out of the library, her face oddly flushed.

"Lily , where have you been?" demanded Marlene as she came stomping towards her. "We have looked everywhere for you!"

Lily looked at her. "And where did you look?" Everyone felt an odd sense of déjà vu.

Marlene saw this coming and grinned triumphantly. "The common room, the quidditch pitch, the Great Hall, and the Charms and Transfiguration corridors."

"And…er…you didn't check the library?"

"Well you told me not to last time!" Marlene said defensively.

Lily face-palmed. "I didn't tell you not to, I just said that I didn't spend all my time in the library." Raising her voice, she added. "Why were you looking for me?"

Alice answered. "We saw another question, but we wanted you to come with us this time, because for the past six, you've answered them alone."

Lily suddenly frowned and the others looked at her questionably.

"I'm not going to check it anymore." She said determinedly. When amusement appeared on everyone's faces, she added, "I really mean it this time. Seriously. I mean, this question thing has brought me nothing but-"

"Love?" Marlene cut in cheekily.

"Happiness?" Mary continued, grinning.

"One step closer to happy ever after?" Alice asked.

"NO! It's brought me nothing but-but-conflicted feelings! If I pretend nothing happened, then everything can go back to normal!"

They stared for a second, then chuckled lightly. "Lily, you've admitted that you liked Potter. Things will never be normal again. Ever."

"I wasn't thinking straight when I told you that!" Lily cried.

"No, you WERE in your right mind then. It's now that your brain is all addled because of all the love in the air!" Alice said cheerfully. "So are you coming or not?"

There was a long pause. "Fine." Lily sighed defeatedly. "Curiousity killed the cat you know." she grumbled.

"Yeah, but the curious cat found her Prince Charming and got a happy ending!" Alice chirped.

Lily groaned. "You guys are going to be the death of me…"

"Then at least tell Potter you like him before you die!"

Lily groaned again and followed her friends as they made their way to the familiar piece of parchment pinned up on the board. They gathered round and began to read.

"Why welcome, ex-professors! Did you try to take off as much points from Slytherin as you could? Well it probably didn't work because she didn't know how to do that."

Lily smirked triumphantly.

"But we're working on it."

Lily's smirk turned into a scowl.

"So in the meantime, what's your current greatest fear?

P.S. This is for Halloween! Well duh.

P.P.S. Don't bother hiding it, or we'll just set a boggart on you.

P.P.P.S. Don't choose Old Voldy or dementors or infer. It will not be good if a couple of them began to run around Hogwarts or something,"

Lily had no idea what to choose; silently, she watched as all the other girls entered their fear.

Marlene: lizards. The way they could crawl up walls and onto the ceilings. She was always afraid they would fall on her head.

Mary: worms. She just hated them.

Alice: toads. They were icky.

Lily: Unknown.

But not anymore. Suddenly she knew. With the war looming closer and closer, she was obviously afraid of losing her loved ones.

So Lily entered her fear: Losing the people I love, and she nervously watched the words disappear into the paper as if it was being absorbed by a sponge.

Looking back on her choice later on, Lily felt like she should've chosen somethingg smaller and less insignificant, like maybe and insect or animal. The post had said that the Marauders wouldn't want something too frightening parading around the school, and a couple of dead people were certainly scary, especially if those people were people Lily loved. Lily had tried to re-answer, but it hadn't worked. Like always, she had said the spell and tapped her wand on the paper, but this time, instead of disappearing, they literally jumped off the page and exploded in her face, showering her with colorful sparks and ash.

The parchment now had big words that read: TRYING TO ANSWER AGAIN, EH?

Lily had then rushed to the dormitories and fixed her appearance, though not before being laughed at by people in the common room who had seen.

Halloween. Lily was dreading this day. She knew that something was going to happen today. The questions answers. The Marauders had even said that the question was in honor of Halloween…unless it was a trick. and nothing would happen. They liked to strike when you least expected it. Six years with the Marauders had taught Lily to think outside the box: Expect the unexpected. But you couldn't expect the unexpected or it would become expected. So you have to expect the expected or unexpected the unexpected. DId that even make sense?

Anyways, Lily knew something was going to happen. She just had a gut feeling.

She didn't have much of an appetite, and she cursed herself again for not thinking things through and actually telling them her greatest fear. She didn't eat much breakfast; she was too afraid that some dead bodies would suddenly leap out at her from the pile of pancakes or the plate of treacle tarts. Maybe she was being paranoid, but she couldn't help it. Oddly enough, nobody else seemed to notice that it was the day the results would probably come, but they did notice Lily's uneasiness.

"What's wrong, Lily?"

"It's Halloween." she answered simply, and in reply, all she got were some confused looks. "The questions…Remember? What is your greatest fear?"

Comprehension dawned on their faces and they even looked a bit fearful.

"They won't turn us into our fear will they?" Mary asked.

"They couldn't…" Lily frowned.

"Why not?"

"Because-Because I put that my fear was losing my loved ones and unless they Polyjuice and then k-kill me, then they can't turn me into another dead person."

Marlene agreed and nodded. "She's right. What if someone's afraid of the ground or the dark? They can't turn someone into the floor or into darkness."

"…uh, no one's afraid of the ground." Alice said.

"Yeah, it's called Terriphobia!" she retorted.

"Terr-A-phobia. And it's fear of being on the ground and not just of the ground." Lily butt in. "Yeah, whatever, let's go." She no longer felt so afraid.

History of Magic was very boring, as usual. Charms…was very eventful. But not in a good way. James had tripped over Sirius' foot, which was obviously intentionally outstretched. He had knocked over a table, which had knocked over two more, and those two had pushed over another two. His wand had flown out of his hand and bonked Sarah Midgen on the nose, shooting her with a powerful jet of water. She had flown backwards into Professor Flitwik's podium and had slid to the ground, unconscious.

The professor squeaked and toppled out of sight. His head appeared from a pile of books and he said, "Detention, Potter, Black!"

James scowled but said nothing. He glared at Sirius, who looked like he was trying not to laugh.

After Charms, Lily bravely decided to corner the boys-especially Potter.

"Hey Evans." He said simply, grinning. Lily tried not to blush by gritting her teeth, but James mistook this for anger and the smile slipped off his face.

He looked slightly fearful. Lily said, "You're Head Boy! You. are. not. supposed. to. get. detention!" Each word was accompanied by a jab to his chest. And it was odd that this was only James' second detention this year; normally he'd have about twenty after two months. "I've told you a million times," Lily continued. "that you need to act your age!"

"But we do act our age!"

Lily made an odd noise, like something was stuck in her throat, and she snorted disbelievingly.

"We do!" He insisted. "You're the one who acts like an eighty-year-old crabby lady!"

Lily gave a furious huff and sauntered off. But she couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day.

That afternoon, as she walked out the classroom, Lily felt pleased with herself for being able to turn her chair into a pig.

"So," Marlene began. "Can I borrow your notes on transfiguring objects into animals, Lily?"

"Marlene, you didn't take notes again?"

"…Please?" She gave Lily a puppy dog face.

Lily sighed. "Fine. But this is the last time!" Marlene didn't bother to point out that Lily had said this thousands of times. "Hey-where-I-oh no!" Lily said.

"What's wrong, Lily?" Mary asked, concerned.

"I left my book in Professor McGonagall's classroom! I'll be right back-go to the common room and wait for me there!" She sprinted away.

The door was unlocked, and the room was empty. How stupid of McGonagall, Lily thought, the Marauders could easily barge in and wreck the place any second. She should've at least locked the door!

Lily found her notes serving as a bookmark.

Suddenly, the door that had swung shut behind her creaked open by itself, but Lily didn't notice. Her eyes were fixed on the scene before her. The book slipped from her fingers and fell with a loud thump.

She wasn't prepared to see this. Her mind was blank, and she was frozen. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the people lying in front of her.

Petunia was among them. She was clearly dead. Her clothes were soaked with a dark red liquid-blood.

Lily forced herself to look away, but her green eyes immediately landed on something worse.

Her parents. Dead. They weren't covered in blood, but they were pale and bony, and their blank eyes stared up at the ceiling, unblinking and glossy.

Then were was Marlene. Dead Alice. Dead Mary. Each one made her feel worse and worse. It felt like she had been thrown into another world where she was the last one alive. It surprised her.

Though not as much as the last body she saw in the line.

Potter. Lily's mind clouded. Her vision blurred. She couldn't think. Never had she seen him look so vulnerable, and so-so…dead.

"Oh gosh, Lily! I'm sorry, I didn't know!" a familiar voice suddenly yelped. Lily couldn't tell who it was-she still felt dizzy.

Tears came to her eyes just thinking about all the deaths she just saw, and she silently cried in the stranger's arms.

But…wait. It was no stranger.

"POTTER!" Lily exploded furiously, standing up so forcefully and quickly the James was flung away from her and sent sprawling. He sat up and rubbed his head sheepishly.

Lily roared, "How dare you!" She looked livid. "You idiotic, dumb, stupid, arrogant, evil, horrible, irritating, annoying toe rag! That was heartless, cruel, and inhumane!" Her eyes were still wet and teary, but that only added to her intimidating look. James somehow seemed to know that this was not the time to be his usual cocky self. Lily continued yelling. "Jerk! I hate you I hate you I hate you!"

Suddenly, she turned and ran out the door, leaving a guilty James Potter alone in the dark.

The Gryffindor common room. That's where Lily was headed because that was surely where her friends were. If she wanted to be alone she would have gone to the library but right now she needed comfort-more specifically, she wanted comfort from her friends and not Potter.

They were there and had started a game of Exploding Snap. Their giggling stopped abruptly upon seeing Lily's red eyes, and all of their grins were immediately replaced by looks of shock.

Lily continued sprinting up the staircase, knowing that Alice, Marlene, and Mary would loyally follow.

They did, stumbling through the doorway, concern and worry, clearly etched on their faces. Lily hardly ever cried, even if it was Potter. She either yelled, screamed, or roared at him. Not cry.

Except now. She cried as she spilled everything she had just seen to her friends, because seeing all the people she cared about lying limp and pale as a ghost had stirred something deep inside of her, and she was now feeling a combination of different emotions.

1. Grief. Anyone who had just seen an image of their friends and family dead would have felt that. (Unless they had no heart.)

2. Anger. Hundreds of deaths had already been caused by one cruel man and his followers, and it was for selfish reasons. Lily was mad at them. How could someone turn out so wrong?

3. Lily was afraid. Obviously. Lily hadn't seen death before, especially not one of someone in her own family. This was her first realistic taste at how cruel the Death Eaters actually could be, and it scared her.

4. Readiness. Seeing people die had opened her eyes and she no longer thought of the Wizarding World as an almost perfect utopia, but more like the dark, dangerous place it was quickly becoming.

Lily shuffled down the stairs, already feeling considerable better after the comforting words of her confidants.

Unfortunately, Potter was standing at the foot of the stairs, looking gobsmacked.

"What do you want?" Lily snapped.

"You care." He said simply.

"What?"

"About me."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Lily said, with her nose in the air. But really, she had no idea what he was talking about.

It only occurred to Lily later on during an especially boring class. Her fear was losing the people she loved. The result included Petunia, Mom, Dad, Alice, Mary, Marlene, and…Potter. Holy crap.

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A bit shorter, I know, and I'm not very good at angsty saddish scenes, so sorry! But be glad I updated. :)

This idea of a Halloween was given to me by a guest, so thanks whoever you are! Also, last time I threw out a nasty author's note asking for ideas about Lily's greatest fear, and SO MANY PEOPLE HELPED. AHH! I love you all! But obviously I couldn't choose all of them, so I picked one I thought would fit pretty well. Thanks to Airene Archerway! (I hope I got your name right!)

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