The white walls of the hospital wing were blinding when Lily opened her eyes. Groaning, she rolled over, pulling her pillow over the back of her head. She felt the foot of the bed sink, as someone sat down. When a hand was placed on her back, she peaked out.

"It's good to see you looking well." Severus Snape said, standing up from the bed. Her cuts had been healed, but some bruises were still visible on her face, and down her neck, where they disappeared beneath her hospital gown.

"Who, exactly, are you?" She asked, sitting up and looking at him, her eye's scrunched up, unused to the light after sleeping for so long.

"Severus Snape, Potions Master here at Hogwarts." He said, slowly sitting back down.

"Lily Potter. Can I ask, why'd you come to find me? I'm not important." As she spoke, she tilted her head to one side and stared, her green eyes piercing through him.

"You're wrong. Your brother, Harry, is the Boy-Who-Lived. You are the Girl-Who-Lived." He said, reaching up to touch the scar that was just visible beneath her hair line. It was identical to her brother's.

"You mean we're the twins Who-Just-Wouldn't-Bloody-Die." Lily scoffed, crossing her arms across her chest and leaning back against the headboard.

"No." Severus said, mimicking her posture against the footboard. For a few minutes they sat there in silence, alternating between looking at each other and the dull walls around them. Sighing heavily, Lily blew out a puff of air, sending her bangs into a frenzy, before settling back into place over her scar.

"Alright, but what does that-Well, what does that mean? Something's gonna change, that much is obvious, but what? Exactly?" drawing her knees up to her chest and resting her chin on them, she waited for The Potion's Master to speak. For a few moments, he didn't.

"I. I don't think that I'm the best person to explain this to you. I think I would be best if you heard it from your brother. You will be enrolling here, for your safety, that much I know. But the rest is unclear to me." Lily nodded. She had figured as much. A nock on the Hospital Wings double doors made her jump.

"That would be Harry." Snape said, standing up to pull the doors open.

"How convenient." Lily muttered, swinging her feet over the edge of the bed. The tiles were cold beneath her feet, she shivered. Her brother waltzed into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed that Severus had previously occupied.

"I'll be you've got some questions."


Alright, so we all know that I'm suffering a serious case of writers block. Again. But still, here's the next chapter. Enjoy, and review if you would be so kind.