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Lily's Memories
Summary: ONE SHOT. LE/JP mentions LE/Gr. Sequel to Lily's Love. Lily recapitulates her life. Events of the faithful Halloween night when Lily Evans and her husband James Potter dies.
Too many things happened since I was forced to left Devlin. I can still felt his strong arms around me, hear his melodious commanding voice. And there is the burning desire to see him again. But I can't. He is dead. I don't think I hate Dumbledore for taking my love away from me. I never forgive him.
Time with Devlin changed me. I'm no longer that innocent cheerful girl I have been before. I have discovered my darker side and I fully developed it. I became part of Dark Trio together with Devlin and our friend Tom and I enjoyed it. Now I know why the Sorting wanted to put me in Slytherin.
Fashback
''Lillith Evans.''
When I heard my name called I was already very nervous. Slowly I sat on the stool and Deputy-headmistress MacGonnagall put an old stitched hat on my head. Inwardly I shuddered when that filthy thing touched my head.
'Now… What do we have here?' asked a voice in my head. I was startled by that strange magical artefact and uncomfortable when I felt him browsing through my memories. 'Now that is interesting.'
'Excuse me, but what is interesting?' I asked curiously. I almost could see Hat smirking in my head.
'Well, young lady, your blood are telling me that you are powerful. You can do well in Slytherin. But there is also your thirst for knowledge, which make you good Ravenclaw. Although you have ulterior motives for learning so much. Choice is yours, Lady. So pick your future house wisely.'
I closed my eyes and replayed Hat's words again in my head. Then I breathed in and spoke to the Hat in mind. 'I don't think I survive in muggle and muggle-born hating Slytherin. No. Definitely, not. On the other hand Ravenclaw posed some challenge for me.'
'Wise words, my Lady. You will flourish in…''
''RAVENCLAW.''
End of Flashback
The memories of Devlin's death haunt me, although more than two years passed. When I first came back to my time and my memories returned I was confused. But nevertheless I cried not noticing my surroundings. I don't know where I was or who I was with I only cried. I was surprised when I heard someone calling my name.
Flashback
''Devlin.'' I whispered and tears fell down my cheeks. Still on the floor of train I hugged my knees and started rocking.
''Lily, where were? Are you all right?'' asked someone's voice.
I looked up to the person and asked in quivering voice full of uncertainty. ''James?''
And then he took me in his arms trying to calm me down. I was only crying and crying for my dead love. It didn't matter that he was Dark Lord Grindewald. I loved him.
End of Flashback
I don't know what James thought of me then and frankly it didn't mattered to me. When he first mentioned the attack of Death Eaters I remembered it – it was cause of my departure to the past. When I finally calmed down I sent James to his friends. I can clearly see his disappointed face, but… He can't hope for my love, it belongs to another. Forever. And then I came back to Hogwarts.
Flashback
When I looked at Dumbledore first time when we arrived in Hogwarts, new wave of hate swept through me. Our eyes locked and I felt something probing my mind. Immediately I sent a small shock to the intruding person. I smirked almost unnoticeably at headmaster when I noticed that he almost fell off his chair. He looked at me in confusion and I saw something like faint recognition flew across the features of his face.
That started to worry me. I averted my gaze. Then I felt like something was watching me. When I looked up and my eyes locked with Bloody Baron, who was floating near the wall behind Slytherin table. I almost fainted. Then he made something to me and I was suddenly able to speak with him telepathically.
'Lady. The Headmaster knew something about your journey.'
I narrowed my eyes and asked suspiciously. 'I think it too. And why would the mighty ghost of mudblood-hating Slytherin want to help me?' I finished mockingly.
The ghost penetrated me with his gaze and replied. 'You are not mudblood and you know it. Your mother told you about your father.'
'I know only his name and that my mother loved him. Nothing more, nothing less.'
'Then I would like to recommend you look up in Hogwarts records, when you know his name.' Than he smirked mentally and added. 'Although you already met him.'
'WHAT?' I mentally screamed at the ghost. He looked at me in annoyance and floated away from the Hall with last advice. 'Use my gift wisely, Lady.'
End of Flashback
I took ghost's advice to the heart and my Slytherin side overtook. By first opportunity I got rid of my annoying Ravenclaw classmates and found empty classroom. I made myself comfortable and closed my eyes. I found headmaster's mind and started searching through his memories. First to wipe off were his suspicious of me. I made myself a little angel. Then I digged deeper and discovered the memories from Grindewald's time. I was relieved when I realized that he never saw my face – only my hair. But then came something I didn't expect – a prophecy. Somewhat I knew it was important and wasn't allowed to have such knowledge. So I erased it from his memory too. Then I carefully withdrew from his mind and immediately I fell asleep in exhaustion with last thought. 'Thank God that tomorrow is Saturday.'
I think I managed to scare my Ravenclaw classmates when I got a fit of rage (at Dumbledore, but they didn't know it). I almost destroyed entire Ravenclaw common room and managed to get detention for two weeks, which I had to spend organizing school library.
Flashback
It was about month before graduation and I have just finished taking my NEWTs. I was so nervous about the tests that I overlooked one small thing. Well not so small. Then it hit me like tons of bricks and I almost fell to my knees. My fellow classmates looked at me strangely but dismissed my behaviour.
I quickly went to one of shelves, which were situated on the walls of common room and started to look for one book. 'Here you are.' I thought and took it from the shelf. Then I found a page with a spell I needed. Immediately I slammed book and returned it back. I ventured in one of the dark corners of Ravenclaw common room and performed the spell.
My hunch was confirmed. I was pregnant. Two months pregnant. And it meant that the child was Devlin's. And I went into rage. I wanted to kill Dumbledore then and there. First the things made of glass started cracking. I felt a wind, which blew around me. It was my power. The book flew from the shelves and started floating around me.
''Lily, calm down.'' Shouted some Ravenclaw. But I didn't hear him.
''Someone get a Professor.'' Cried someone behind me.
By that time almost all furniture of common room floated in the air. Then I felt someone's powerful presence. ''Miss Evans, calm down.'' I looked at the person and recognized Professor Dumbledore. How I wanted to kill him in that moment. But by the sheer willpower I restrained myself.
When I finally calmed down Ravenclaw common room was in mess. Then my Slytherin side kicked in. I realized that if I want the child to be safe I need one hell of slow-down-the-growing-of-foetus spell plus glamour and concealing charms for child to look like supposed father. And what was worst in my plan that I have to marry some fool.
End of Flashback
What can I say? I had to think up some plan and it was first thing what came on my mind. But when James Potter asked me to date, I decided to go with my plan. And it turned out well. Thank god for my Slytherin side.
Flashback
It was Graduation Day and I still didn't persuaded James to give me engagement ring. I knew that it was today or never. Nervously I get into the Great Hall. My father, well stepfather, was sitting in Ravenclaw section looking proud at me. Petunia wasn't present. I sighed in relief. I never liked her anyway.
When I got my certificate with the medal for the best student in year. I sat beside my fat… stepfather and watched the rest of ceremony. Suddenly I noticed James before me. He kneeled and looked in my eyes. ''Lily, marry me.''
'Finally.' I thought and plastered fake happy smile on my lips. Shyly I replied. ''Yes.''
That night he took me to his bedroom. I was a bit anxious and full of anticipation. I heard lot of stories about his skills in bed in Hogwarts. This night I see if he deserved his reputation. James put me on the sheets on his bed and slowly took off all of my and his clothes. Then he started caressing my skin, worshiping it with his mouth and hands. I responded on his touch and my nipples hardened. I could feel my passion to wake up during James' ministrations. Suddenly I felt guilty. I felt like I was betraying Devlin.
All of my thoughts disappeared in new wave of pleasure when James' mouth find my clit and started licking it. I buried my fingers in his hair and bucked my hips trying to get more of wonderful feeling James was causing me.
James stopped when I almost reached climax. Silently cursing I drew him in the passionate open-mouthed kiss. Our tongues danced around each other trying to win dominance. I pressed my hot core against James' harness and he moaned. ''Lily, don't tease.''
I only smiled. That had to aroused James too much because next thing I knew he was inside of me. I closed my eyes and sighed in wonderful feeling of his cock deep inside of me. Not even Devlin entered me so deep. I lifted my hips and encircled my legs around his waist. James took it as permission to continue. Soon both of us went over the edge.
When I climaxed I could feel the charm on my child broken. I cried out James' name. I never expect to anyone beside Devlin to make me feel the ecstasy of sex.
End of Flashback
My joy, the fruit of my love to Devlin, was born last day in July exactly 15 months of Devlin's death (at least for me it was 15 months).
Flashback
Currently I was lying in hospital silently cursing Devlin in my mind. 'DEVVVLINNN. If you weren't already dead, I would kill you.' The painful contraction pulled me out of my murderous thoughts. 'Thank God James isn't here.'
''When next contraction hit you, Mrs. Potter, you can push.'' Said midwife.
'Potter? How I hate that surname.' I thought and cast a pained look on her. But nevertheless I pushed. And then pushed again.
''Last time, Mrs. Potter.'' Said midwife. Half unconscious from the pain I felt something slipped away from my body. 'Finally.'
I relaxed when some nurse cleaned me. When I was dressed in some kind of light robe, midwife gave me my child. ''Your son, Mrs. Evans.''
The door on the hospital room opened. James and Sirius reached me they smiled. ''Prongs Jr.'' whispered Sirius mischievously.
I looked at my son for the first time and smiled tiredly. He was beautiful. He looked a lot like Devlin. But he had my emerald eyes. I caressed his soft cheek and a tear slipped from my eye. 'If only Devlin could see him now.' I wished. I looked at James and asked. ''What's his name?''
James cast a glance at child and said. ''Harry James Potter.''
'No.' I thought. 'You will be written down as Derek Renald Walden in your birth certificate.'
End of Flashback
Harry is 15 months old today. He said his first word – Prongs. I'm glad that his first word wasn't something like Dad or so… The memory of Devlin is still too fresh, although I'm married to James.
Whole day I have had strange feeling that something bad happens soon. Today. Whole day I was writing down my memories. It's painful but necessary. For Harry to know who he is, who his parents and grandparents were and who is Dumbledore in reality. After I sealed the parchment with my memories and sent it to Gringots to my vault (they deliver the letter to Harry on his 16th birthday) I went upstairs to look at Harry and James. Both of them were asleep. I lie down next to James and fell in restless sleep.
End of Lily's POV
Lily gave James weak smile. When she was looking at his retreating back some tears spilled from her eyes. Even if she never loved him he is still her friend. And he went to sacrifice himself so Harry and she could live. Lily was disturbed from my thoughts by the sounds of a fight coming from downstairs.
When she almost reached Harry's room when by the corner of her eyes she caught a flash of green light. She gripped her wand tighter and opened door to child's room. Voldemort came after the woman and her child upstairs. That Lily Potter foiled his plans too many times. He entered the room and caught the sight of auburn hair.
'Sin?' asked himself. But then he shook off and faced his enemy. Redhead woman suddenly turned around.
Lily hid Harry behind her and turned around to face the danger. 'Father.' That was only thought in her mind. Her memories flew back to the time when she learnt about her parentage.
Flashback
I was looking through the old record almost all week. Started with people who graduated in the year of my birth and then continued further to the past. Finally one name caught my interest. It was among the names of graduates from year 1943.
Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Something clicked in my mind and I looked at the photo of former Head Boy. His eyes were like my own. 'He is my father.' I gasped out. Mentally I recall the memory of Devlin's and my friend Tom.
Tom Marvolo Riddle. His middle name caught my interest. Marvolo. I changed the order of letters in his name to have some sense and in my surprise it changed into a sentence, which sent shivers down my spine.
I AM LORD VOLDEMORT.
'Great. I was lover of Dark Lord Grindewald, part of Dark Trio and my father is most powerful Dark Lord in History.' My eyes widened and I fainted.
I woke up in Infirmary. James was sitting beside me and holding my hand. I looked in his eyes and saw deep concern in them. I smiled at him. But inside I still had one hell of time trying to wrap my mind around the fact that my best friend Tom was in fact my father.
End of Flashback
When Tom looked at the woman before him a half-forgotten memory appeared in his mind. ''Desireé?''
Lily replied. ''Lilith Desireé Evans – Potter.''
''Step aside Desireé.'' Asked her with wand aimed at her.
''No, you don't understand it, Tom.'' said Lily defiantly to her old friend.
''Step aside. I want child, not you.''
''NO.'' refused Lily.
''You don't give me another way.'' He said sadly. ''Avada Kedavra.''
Lily closed her eyes and started spouted ancient protection charm in her mind. She cast last glance on her child and whispered. ''I forgive you Tom.'' Then she fell down dead on the floor.
Voldemort looked at Lily sadly and then he turned to the small baby, which was crawling to his dead mother. He aimed at the child and spoke the words of most feared dark curse. ''Avada Kedavra.''
And exactly in the moment when the curse left his wand a small boy looked at stranger with stick and into the pretty green light. When their eyes met a figure of Voldemort's old friend and mentor Devlin appeared before child and protectively hugged the child. Few moments later figure of Lily Evans joined Devlin in protecting the child. Voldemort's eyes widened at the sight and then he understood. All pieces of the puzzle fell on their place.
''Reverse Avada.'' Roared Voldemort. It was almost too late. The Killing Curse touched boy's forehead and left a lightening-bolt bleeding injury before changing direction. It hit Voldemort. But he didn't die. His body reduced to the ashes and his spirit floated to his friends. They smiled and whispered. ''It's not your time, Tom. Look after your grandson.''
With those last words both figures vanished in the air Tom was looking at the small boy. Grandson? Then boy's eyes captured his interest. They were exact shade of emerald green like his own. And like Desireé's. Or better be said Lily's. He floated before the boy and kissed him on the forehead – directly on his lightening-bolt scar and prayed. ''Be safe, my child.''
Then he left the house flying to the forest. He observed the house to make sure boy was found. Soon after his departure few wizards came wizard and took his grandson. Contentedly he left the area to find a way to gain new body. Tom was regretting that he didn't know exact wording of whole prophecy. He murdered his daughter, who was one of his best friends in the past, and almost killed only memory of Devlin and Desireé.
Tom knew that some day he returns. And that day he takes his descendant under his wings. Together they bring new era of darkness.
It's only matter of time.
This is third and last part of my series Dark Lily. I decided to write another two one-shots to this series, but they will be concerning Harry (first will be named Realisations or something like that, I'm not too sure of the title of last one).
