This is chapter 4, I left 3 in the title by accident>.<
Summary: Lily Evans-Potter didn't really die on that fateful night, but was granted a new chance to correct mistakes her mistakes from the past. Sets in HBP and DH, slightly Au but follows the real storyline.
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The rest of the week went by without anything special, well Snape didn't look at me and with my detentions he only told me what to do and ignored me for the rest of the time. I didn't really mind, it gave me enough time to think about the reason why I was given my second chance.
I made up my mind and decided to talk with Dumbledore about my thoughts, so on Monday evening I made my way op to the gargoyle statue. Dumbledore had given me a password years ago that I could use in case of an emergency, well this wasn't actually an emergency, but I had to speak to him.
I stepped on the spiralling staircase, and it didn't take long before I stood before the heavy, oak door of Dumbledore's office. I knocked politely on the door, but there was no answer, I opened the heavy door carefully, stepped inside and saw that there was nobody in the office. When I turned around to leave I hear a soft cry behind me, I looked around and spotted Fawkes,
"Well hello there, Fawkes", I said while I walked to him, I've always loved Fawkes, he's such an intelligent bird, I sighed as I stroke his feathers, "Do you know where Dumbledore is", I asked him, "I really need to speak with him but I've a feeling that Dumbledore's not in the castle."
Fawkes shook his head and let out another soft cry, this time it sounded more then a song than just a cry, I heard a noise coming from behind me and turned around. In a corner stood Dumbledore's Pensieve, I walked slowly towards is, why did the Pensieve suddenly show up, I looked to Fawkes, "did you-?", I asked, but Fawkes kept on singing.
I bowed over to the Pensieve, I took a deep breath, and plunged my face into the Pensieve.
My feet left the office floor; I felt down through whirling darkness and then, I suddenly stood on a hilltop, I heard two people speaking behind me and turned around, Snape and Dumbledore were standing before each other.
"What request could a Death Eater make of me?"
"The – the prophecy… the prediction… Trelawney…", Snape said.
"Ah, yes", Dumbledore said, "How much did you relay to Lord Voldemort?"
"Everything – everything I heard!", Snape said, "That's why – it is for a reason – he thinks it means Lily Evans!"
"The prophecy did not refer to a woman", Dumbledore said, "It spoke of a boy born at the end on July –"
"You know what I mean! He thinks it means her son, he's going to hunt her down – kill them all –"
"If she means so much to you, surely Lord Voldemort will spare her? Could you not ask for mercy for the mother, in exchange for the son?"
"I have – I have asked him –"
"You disgust me", Dumbledore said, and Snape seemed to shiver by these words, "You do not care, then, about the deaths of her husband and child? They can die, as long as you get what you want?"
Snape looked at him, "Hide them all, then. Keep her – them – safe. Please"
"And what will you give me in return, Severus?"
"In – in return?", Snape gaped at Dumbledore, looking if he was debating with himself, but after a long moment he said, "Anything."
The hilltop faded, and I stood in Dumbledore's office again, I saw Snape slumped in a chair and Dumbledore was standing over him.
"I thought… you were going… to keep her… safe…"
"She and James put their faith in the wrong person", Dumbledore said, "Rather like you, Severus. Weren't you hoping that Lord Voldemort would spare her?", Dumbledore straightened his back, "Her boy survived."
Snape gave a tiny jerk with his head.
"Her son lives. He has her eyes, precisely her eyes. You remember the shape and colour of Lily Evans's eyes, I am sure?"
"DON'T", Snape bellowed, "Gone… Dead…"
"Is this remorse, Severus?"
"I wish… I wish I were dead…"
"And what use would that be to anyone?", Dumbledore said coldly, "If you loved Lily Evans, if you truly loved her, then your way forward is clear."
"What – what do you mean?", he asked.
"You know how and why she died. Make sure it was not in vain. Help me protect Lily's son."
"He doesn't need protection, the Dark Lord is gone –"
" –the Dark Lord will return, and Harry Potter will be in terrible danger when he does."
For a moment neither of them spoke, then Snape said, "Very well. Very well. But never – never tell, Dumbledore! This must be between us! Swear it! I cannot bear… especially Potter's son… I want your word!"
"My word, Severus, that I shall never reveal the best of you?", Dumbledore sighed, "If you insist…"
The office dissolved, and I found myself back into it, I stepped away from the Pensieve, and as Fawkes stopped singing the doors around the Pensieve closed, and it moved back in the wall without leaving a trace.
I slowly walked to one of the chairs in the office and sighed as I sat down in it, a heard a rush of feathers and Fawkes took place on my right knee, "Why did you want me to see this, Fawkes, I know it tells a lot but I am so confused."
"Let me help you then, Miss Evans", I jumped out of the chair and saw Professor Dumbledore standing behind his desk.
"Sir, I didn't see you, I am so sorry, It wasn't – I didn't want to –"
"It doesn't matter Miss Evans, I did it on purpose. I would show it to you anyway one of these days."
I looked at him, "But – why, sir? You promised him to tell nobody that he – he loved me."
Dumbledore walked around his desk and put his hand on my shoulder, "It is only fair towards you, Miss Evans, I've been think a lot since you came the first time to my office and told about yourself. There must be a reason why you were granted a second chance, you only have to find it."
With that, Dumbledore stood, "if you would excuse me, Miss Evans, they need my help in the kitchens, it seems like some of the House-Elf's started a row", he walked out of the door.
I fell back on the chair, what did that mean, that I was right, I was granted a second chance to change things? I needed to think, so I walked to my favourite place, the apple tree next to the Black Lake, as I sat under the tree I cast a warming spell on myself, even though there was almost no wind, it was still pretty chilly outside.
I looked over the Black Lake and saw the Giant Squid hovering under the surface, I smiled, he almost drowned James in our third year because he and Sirius were bulling some Slytherins on the side of the Lake. I felt someone sitting next to me, I turned around to see who it was, "Oh, hey Harry", I said.
He smiled to me, "What are you doing outside?", he asked, "Me? Oh, I'm just thinking and under this tree is my favourite place, it brings back good memories."
He looked curious at me, "Such as?" I sighed, I couldn't tell him about James and Sirius, "Well, I was just thinking that we had so much fun the last couple of years, we've spend so much time under this tree."
Harry smiled also at the memories, "We used to be so young and innocent those days– ", I gave him a pat on his knee, "You were never innocent, boy, but it seems like it runs in the family."
Harry looked suspicious at me, "what do you mean?" I could have smacked my head into the tree, dammit, I should've been more careful, "well, I've seen some of your father files, they were about 2 inches think, I can't call that innocent."
Harry smiled weakly, "Lupin told me the same in my third year, I got my looks and talent to get in trouble from my father, and my eyes and ability to love people from my mother."
I patted him on his knee, "It's unfair they had to die, but at least you now got people around you who love you, who see more in you then only 'The Chosen One' or Boy-Who-Lived part."
Harry sighted and laid his arm around me, "I am glad to have you as a friend you know, even though I know Ron and Hermione longer, I know I can talk with you about everything, you won't judge me on what I say or do, but on who I am, and I don't have that feeling with Ron and Hermione sometimes. You're my little sister, Els."
He tried to ruffle my hair as I tried to escape from his grasp, but unfortunately he was holding me too tightly so he landed on top of me. I tried to crawled away, but Harry didn't move, I tried to push him off me but he pined my hands along my sides, "Well, well, Elisabeth, you're not scared are you", he teased me, "Most of the girls would give everything to have me on top of them."
I stuck my tongue out, "But you don't see most of the girls as your little sister, so if you would be so kind to get off me", I tried to loosen my arm, but there was no movement. Harry leaned in on me until I could feel his breath against my face, "What –", I said confused.
Harry put his finger on my lip to silence me, "Shhh… don't say anything, you're ruining my moment."
I stared in his green eyes, my eyes, and as he leaned in closer something snapped in me, he's my son for Merlin's sake, this is not appropriate. With my free hand I pushed against his chest, "Potter, if you don't get off me, I swear I will hex your brain to the next century!"
Harry laughed, "Come on, Els, I was only joking, no need to be so angry." He ruffled my hair and got off me, "Although I won't say 'no' to a kiss from you", he added with a wink.
I stuck out my tongue, but gave him a kiss on his cheek, "al right, you won today." I stood up and wiped some grass from my clothes, I felt Harry's arms around me as he pulled me against his chest, "Is that all I get?"
I sighed, "yup, that's all you get, my dear, if you want more, you have to keep on dreaming."
But it seemed like Harry didn't agree with me, he lifted my face and gave me a kiss on my mouth, "Was that so bad?", he asked, I shook my head, "no, but normal people don't kiss their sisters that way", I said, with the emphasis on normal.
I loosened myself from his grip, picked up my bag and walked towards the castle, it took Harry a few seconds to catch up with me and he swung his arm around my shoulder.
"Mmm… I guess it will never workout between us, dear, if you keep a distance between us every time."
I nudged him playfully in his ribs, "You're a nice guy, Harry, but you're just not my type", Harry stopped in his tracks, and so did I, "If I am not you're type, who is?", he asked.
I stood there for a second, thinking about what to say. If I were asked the same question twenty years ago, I would definitely say that he was my type, otherwise I would've never fallen in love with James, but I can't tell him. "Well", I started, "Someone tall and mysterious I think, why?"
Harry shook his head, "never mind."
He took my arm and we walked together to the Great Hall.
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Summary: Lily Evans-Potter didn't really die on that fateful night, but was granted a new chance to correct mistakes her mistakes from the past. Sets in HBP and DH, slightly Au but follows the real storyline.
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The rest of the week went by without anything special, well Snape didn't look at me and with my detentions he only told me what to do and ignored me for the rest of the time. I didn't really mind, it gave me enough time to think about the reason why I was given my second chance.
I made up my mind and decided to talk with Dumbledore about my thoughts, so on Monday evening I made my way op to the gargoyle statue. Dumbledore had given me a password years ago that I could use in case of an emergency, well this wasn't actually an emergency, but I had to speak to him.
I stepped on the spiralling staircase, and it didn't take long before I stood before the heavy, oak door of Dumbledore's office. I knocked politely on the door, but there was no answer, I opened the heavy door carefully, stepped inside and saw that there was nobody in the office. When I turned around to leave I hear a soft cry behind me, I looked around and spotted Fawkes,
"Well hello there, Fawkes", I said while I walked to him, I've always loved Fawkes, he's such an intelligent bird, I sighed as I stroke his feathers, "Do you know where Dumbledore is", I asked him, "I really need to speak with him but I've a feeling that Dumbledore's not in the castle."
Fawkes shook his head and let out another soft cry, this time it sounded more then a song than just a cry, I heard a noise coming from behind me and turned around. In a corner stood Dumbledore's Pensieve, I walked slowly towards is, why did the Pensieve suddenly show up, I looked to Fawkes, "did you-?", I asked, but Fawkes kept on singing.
I bowed over to the Pensieve, I took a deep breath, and plunged my face into the Pensieve.
My feet left the office floor; I felt down through whirling darkness and then, I suddenly stood on a hilltop, I heard two people speaking behind me and turned around, Snape and Dumbledore were standing before each other.
"What request could a Death Eater make of me?"
"The – the prophecy… the prediction… Trelawney…", Snape said.
"Ah, yes", Dumbledore said, "How much did you relay to Lord Voldemort?"
"Everything – everything I heard!", Snape said, "That's why – it is for a reason – he thinks it means Lily Evans!"
"The prophecy did not refer to a woman", Dumbledore said, "It spoke of a boy born at the end on July –"
"You know what I mean! He thinks it means her son, he's going to hunt her down – kill them all –"
"If she means so much to you, surely Lord Voldemort will spare her? Could you not ask for mercy for the mother, in exchange for the son?"
"I have – I have asked him –"
"You disgust me", Dumbledore said, and Snape seemed to shiver by these words, "You do not care, then, about the deaths of her husband and child? They can die, as long as you get what you want?"
Snape looked at him, "Hide them all, then. Keep her – them – safe. Please"
"And what will you give me in return, Severus?"
"In – in return?", Snape gaped at Dumbledore, looking if he was debating with himself, but after a long moment he said, "Anything."
The hilltop faded, and I stood in Dumbledore's office again, I saw Snape slumped in a chair and Dumbledore was standing over him.
"I thought… you were going… to keep her… safe…"
"She and James put their faith in the wrong person", Dumbledore said, "Rather like you, Severus. Weren't you hoping that Lord Voldemort would spare her?", Dumbledore straightened his back, "Her boy survived."
Snape gave a tiny jerk with his head.
"Her son lives. He has her eyes, precisely her eyes. You remember the shape and colour of Lily Evans's eyes, I am sure?"
"DON'T", Snape bellowed, "Gone… Dead…"
"Is this remorse, Severus?"
"I wish… I wish I were dead…"
"And what use would that be to anyone?", Dumbledore said coldly, "If you loved Lily Evans, if you truly loved her, then your way forward is clear."
"What – what do you mean?", he asked.
"You know how and why she died. Make sure it was not in vain. Help me protect Lily's son."
"He doesn't need protection, the Dark Lord is gone –"
" –the Dark Lord will return, and Harry Potter will be in terrible danger when he does."
For a moment neither of them spoke, then Snape said, "Very well. Very well. But never – never tell, Dumbledore! This must be between us! Swear it! I cannot bear… especially Potter's son… I want your word!"
"My word, Severus, that I shall never reveal the best of you?", Dumbledore sighed, "If you insist…"
The office dissolved, and I found myself back into it, I stepped away from the Pensieve, and as Fawkes stopped singing the doors around the Pensieve closed, and it moved back in the wall without leaving a trace.
I slowly walked to one of the chairs in the office and sighed as I sat down in it, a heard a rush of feathers and Fawkes took place on my right knee, "Why did you want me to see this, Fawkes, I know it tells a lot but I am so confused."
"Let me help you then, Miss Evans", I jumped out of the chair and saw Professor Dumbledore standing behind his desk.
"Sir, I didn't see you, I am so sorry, It wasn't – I didn't want to –"
"It doesn't matter Miss Evans, I did it on purpose. I would show it to you anyway one of these days."
I looked at him, "But – why, sir? You promised him to tell nobody that he – he loved me."
Dumbledore walked around his desk and put his hand on my shoulder, "It is only fair towards you, Miss Evans, I've been think a lot since you came the first time to my office and told about yourself. There must be a reason why you were granted a second chance, you only have to find it."
With that, Dumbledore stood, "if you would excuse me, Miss Evans, they need my help in the kitchens, it seems like some of the House-Elf's started a row", he walked out of the door.
I fell back on the chair, what did that mean, that I was right, I was granted a second chance to change things? I needed to think, so I walked to my favourite place, the apple tree next to the Black Lake, as I sat under the tree I cast a warming spell on myself, even though there was almost no wind, it was still pretty chilly outside.
I looked over the Black Lake and saw the Giant Squid hovering under the surface, I smiled, he almost drowned James in our third year because he and Sirius were bulling some Slytherins on the side of the Lake. I felt someone sitting next to me, I turned around to see who it was, "Oh, hey Harry", I said.
He smiled to me, "What are you doing outside?", he asked, "Me? Oh, I'm just thinking and under this tree is my favourite place, it brings back good memories."
He looked curious at me, "Such as?" I sighed, I couldn't tell him about James and Sirius, "Well, I was just thinking that we had so much fun the last couple of years, we've spend so much time under this tree."
Harry smiled also at the memories, "We used to be so young and innocent those days– ", I gave him a pat on his knee, "You were never innocent, boy, but it seems like it runs in the family."
Harry looked suspicious at me, "what do you mean?" I could have smacked my head into the tree, dammit, I should've been more careful, "well, I've seen some of your father files, they were about 2 inches think, I can't call that innocent."
Harry smiled weakly, "Lupin told me the same in my third year, I got my looks and talent to get in trouble from my father, and my eyes and ability to love people from my mother."
I patted him on his knee, "It's unfair they had to die, but at least you now got people around you who love you, who see more in you then only 'The Chosen One' or Boy-Who-Lived part."
Harry sighted and laid his arm around me, "I am glad to have you as a friend you know, even though I know Ron and Hermione longer, I know I can talk with you about everything, you won't judge me on what I say or do, but on who I am, and I don't have that feeling with Ron and Hermione sometimes. You're my little sister, Els."
He tried to ruffle my hair as I tried to escape from his grasp, but unfortunately he was holding me too tightly so he landed on top of me. I tried to crawled away, but Harry didn't move, I tried to push him off me but he pined my hands along my sides, "Well, well, Elisabeth, you're not scared are you", he teased me, "Most of the girls would give everything to have me on top of them."
I stuck my tongue out, "But you don't see most of the girls as your little sister, so if you would be so kind to get off me", I tried to loosen my arm, but there was no movement. Harry leaned in on me until I could feel his breath against my face, "What –", I said confused.
Harry put his finger on my lip to silence me, "Shhh… don't say anything, you're ruining my moment."
I stared in his green eyes, my eyes, and as he leaned in closer something snapped in me, he's my son for Merlin's sake, this is not appropriate. With my free hand I pushed against his chest, "Potter, if you don't get off me, I swear I will hex your brain to the next century!"
Harry laughed, "Come on, Els, I was only joking, no need to be so angry." He ruffled my hair and got off me, "Although I won't say 'no' to a kiss from you", he added with a wink.
I stuck out my tongue, but gave him a kiss on his cheek, "al right, you won today." I stood up and wiped some grass from my clothes, I felt Harry's arms around me as he pulled me against his chest, "Is that all I get?"
I sighed, "yup, that's all you get, my dear, if you want more, you have to keep on dreaming."
But it seemed like Harry didn't agree with me, he lifted my face and gave me a kiss on my mouth, "Was that so bad?", he asked, I shook my head, "no, but normal people don't kiss their sisters that way", I said, with the emphasis on normal.
I loosened myself from his grip, picked up my bag and walked towards the castle, it took Harry a few seconds to catch up with me and he swung his arm around my shoulder.
"Mmm… I guess it will never workout between us, dear, if you keep a distance between us every time."
I nudged him playfully in his ribs, "You're a nice guy, Harry, but you're just not my type", Harry stopped in his tracks, and so did I, "If I am not you're type, who is?", he asked.
I stood there for a second, thinking about what to say. If I were asked the same question twenty years ago, I would definitely say that he was my type, otherwise I would've never fallen in love with James, but I can't tell him. "Well", I started, "Someone tall and mysterious I think, why?"
Harry shook his head, "never mind."
He took my arm and we walked together to the Great Hall.
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