Not the Lily You Know

Complications...

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, J.K. ROWLING DOES, OR ANY OF THE SONGS, THEY BELONG TO THE ORIGINAL ARTISTS, OR ANYTHING THAT BELONGS TO ANYONE ELSE IS ALSO NOT MINE!

I awoke at about 8:30 to a wet tongue on my face.

"Ah! Ger'off Fletcher!" I yelled in surprise, trying to push the fox off of me.

The fox hopped down and I stood up, shooting her an angry glare, before heading to the bathroom to wash my face off.

After I cleaned my face I headed into the kitchen for some breakfast.

"Hey Twinkie, can I have a glass of orange, mango juice and some bacon please?" I asked the elf as she appeared in front of me.

Twinkie nodded and hurried off to fix my breakfast.

I grabbed The Daily Prophet that was lying on the bench.

'ANOTHER ATTACK COURTESY OF YOU-KNOW-WHO! The headline read.

3 Muggles and 2 wizards found dead in a small house near York!

The group were presumably having a little get together that they thought no one knew about.

Sources say that You-Know-Who's followers, commonly known as Death Eaters, stormed the small house and killed everyone inside. They say that there was no fight as there was no time for the wizards to pull out their wands.'

I didn't read any further.

"Thanks Twinkie." I said as she put my breakfast on the table.

She bowed and went back to what she was doing before.

I ate slowly and silently.

As I finished Fletcher pulled on my pant leg.

"What is it Fletch? You wanna go outside? 'Cause if you do than I have to change. Mind you I have to change anyway." I added thoughtfully.

I got up and walked to my room.

I took of my dirty clothes and pulled out some clean ones.

Some casual dark grey trackies, some black Converses, a light grey 3/4 shirt, a creamy blue belt and a cream-coloured leather jacket.

I walked back into the kitchen, where Fletch had stayed for some reason, and whistled to her.

Her ears pricked up and she ran towards me.

"So are we going outside Fletch?" I asked her, an eyebrow raised.

She yapped happily and sped towards the main door in the foyer.

I chuckled, followed her and opened the door. She shot out of the open door and through the gardens, towards the gates.

"So I'm guessing we're going to the forest then Fletcher?" I asked sarcastically.

She yapped and started bouncing at the gate.

I laughed at her and ran over to open the gate.

I was by the gate and I was about to open it when a voice came from behind me, a voice that froze my insides.

"Going some where?" He asked with nasty curiosity.

"None of your business Snape." I snapped at him.

"And what the hell are you doing here I might add?!"

"I'm here to take you away from this retched place." He stated simply, as if it was for a good reason.