The early morning sun peered down through the curtains at Lily's sleeping form. It didn't take long before she was woken up by the soft chime on the clock.

Lily opened her very tired eyes. She gazed at the clock on the bedside table: six o'clock in the morning.

The tragic event of the night in Hogsmeade came rushing back to Lily. She closed her eyes, thinking of just lying in bed for a long time where she felt comfortable, not wanting to move and start the day.

Hedwig made a loud hoot but Lily ignored her.

"Shhh, Hedwig... if you make one more sound I swear –" A voice whispered from behind Lily.

Lily's eyes snapped open. She was alert in an instant, her exhaustion gone. She knew that voice. She had heard it a million times. Eyes wide, Lily turned around very slowly.

"AAARGH!" Lily shrieked. She scrambled out of bed and stood against the door. "Y-YOU!" she stammered, horror-struck. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She blinked several times making sure that it was real, that she was not dreaming. She couldn't believe she was looking at – "H-HARRY?!"

Harry looked at Lily in alarm. He hadn't seen his mother look so scared before. "Mum?"

"Y-you're... y-you're here –" said Lily, dumbstruck.

"Yes," said Harry, unsure of why his mother was acting weird and sleeping in his bedroom. "I'm sorry to wake you. I didn't mean –"

"I-I..." Lily was at a loss for words. She was shaking uncontrollably and looking at Harry as though she was seeing a ghost.

"Mum, it's me, Harry... your son," he stood up and walked slowly towards Lily, who backed away closer to the door. Harry placed his arms around her, she cringed slightly and then slowly she relaxed as she felt his warm embrace.

"It's okay, mum... It's going to be okay," he said softly. Lily returned the gesture and hugged her son back. You're alive... you're alive... she hugged him tightly for who knew how long.

"I'm really going to miss you," said Harry, letting go of the hug and looking at her mother's eyes.

"Me too. I really will miss you, Harry, I hope you know that," said Lily, as she held her son's face and stared directly at him. "It's important that you believe me." She wanted nothing but for Harry to know how much she regretted not being able to truly show her love and care to the only person who loved her so much.

"I do believe you," Harry said quickly. "And instead of missing me, why don't you come with me to the Burrow for my birthday? You could meet everyone." Harry asked excitedly, smiling at her.

"Harry..." Lily let go of Harry's face and backed away again, her eyes brimming with tears. No... no... this is not happening again...

Harry looked dejected. "You're definitely not coming, are you?"

Lily looked around her, not really knowing what or how to think - Am I dreaming? Am I going crazy?

"This can't be happening... I – I can't –" her thoughts flowed out of her mouth unknowingly.

Harry sat down on his bed. "Of course, you can't. Work, I know. Big meeting..." he said sadly.

Lily looked at him, wide-eyed and totally confused at the same time. "I... I had a meeting and you –" She pointed her finger to Harry and sat beside him, her heart beating fast.

"Mum... calm down," said Harry gently, as he placed his hands on her face. "Please calm down."

Lily looked at his emerald eyes; she couldn't stop her tears from falling. She missed those eyes looking back at her.

"You're very prepared for today and you're going to be great," Harry said, and he then hugged his mother again before standing up and walking over to the door.

"Don't go anywhere!" Lily said nervously, following her son. "What are you doing?"

Harry looked at her, confused. "I have to make breakfast."

"No, I'll make breakfast and you stay here." Lily grabbed his hand and had him sit back on the bed.

Harry frowned. What is going on? My mother is acting really weird today. Harry shrugged the thought away and said quickly, "Please... You have to prepare for work. Don't worry about me." Harry gave her a reassuring smile.

Lily had never been this scared in all her life and knew it probably showed. She wanted her son to stay with her here at home, where he was safe. She wanted nothing but for her son to be safe.

She hesitated for a moment and then she nodded. "Okay..." She hugged Harry tight once again, hesitating to move for a moment, and went out the door.

Lily couldn't comprehend what had just happened. Just last night she was a train wreck when Harry died, but now he was alive again like nothing had happened. Did it even happen? But it was so real! She was so confused she realized she wore her dark blue robe the wrong way, only to realize again that she had already worn the exact robe yesterday. Did I? She shrugged the confusing thoughts away and decided, instead, to wear a different coloured robe, this time a velvet one. Hopefully, this will change the outcome of the day… she said to herself.

She went downstairs and into the kitchen thirty minutes later carrying a bunch of papers, reading them as she walked. She passed by Harry who was busy making breakfast and made no sign that he'd seen her enter the room. Curious of what he was cooking, she walked behind him and asked, "What's for break –"

OOF!

Harry turned quite suddenly, hitting Lily's arm. The papers she was holding fell to the floor. Lily stared at them, dumbstruck. It took her a minute to compose herself.

"I am so sorry," said Harry in alarm. "I didn't see you." He bent down to pick it up. Lily frowned slightly, remembering quite well that this moment had happened before, though in a different scenario. But that couldn't be happening again, could it?

Lily was still lost in thought, but she stopped her son from grabbing the papers. "It's alright, sweetheart. Don't worry about it. I'll fix it. Go ahead and continue cooking."

Lily sat down at the kitchen table a few minutes later in a daze. The papers she was holding were still disorganized. She looked over at Harry momentarily, then saw the clock said six forty-five. Maybe if I do something different for today then all of these crazy thoughts, dreams, or visions wouldn't have happened? I am getting paranoid. I am probably just thinking too much.

"Harry..." said Lily suddenly. "Do you want to go out today? Let's have fun together."

Harry looked up from his frying pan, "But, what about your meeting?"

"The meeting doesn't matter," she said simply, looking down at all the papers in front of her.

Harry raised his eyebrows. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "But... you've been preparing for that meeting for a very long time."

Lily shrugged, "I just don't think it's that important."

"I think you're just nervous, mum. You should eat. Here –" Harry placed a plate of eggs, sausages, and toast on the table. Lily stared sadly at it, but the smell wafted from it was so good that she couldn't take not having a bite. She grabbed her fork and started eating.

Harry smiled.

Lily ate silently. She didn't really have much of an appetite to eat.

A little over half an hour later, she took one last bite of her toast and looked up at Harry who was busy chopping some vegetables. Panic-stricken, Lily scrambled to her feet and ran towards her son.

"Harry! No... no... you're going to cut yourself!" she said breathlessly. But Harry had finished just a split second before with no cuts whatsoever. He looked so bewildered at Lily's sudden exclamation.

Lily checked Harry's fingers worriedly and then made a sigh of relief. She ruffled his hair, smiling to herself, and went back to the table.

What is going on? She's really acting strange today... Harry eyed his mother anxiously.

Lily drank her coffee a moment later but spit it out when she heard a cry from Harry.

"Ow!" Harry was doing the dishes and had accidentally run his hand over a knife.

Rushing to his aid, Lily's insides turned cold. "Y-you – you cut yourself in the hand!" she pointed out, her eyes wide.

Harry ran his finger through the water, completely baffled at her mother for stating the obvious. "Yes, I cut myself. What is going on, mum?"

Lily grabbed her wand from her pocket and immediately cast a healing charm and said, "Nothing."

Harry made no move and eyed her with an unsatisfied look.

"I... I just had a terrible nightmare and I can't seem to get rid of it. And I just don't want to see you get hurt." said Lily simply, trying to sound casual. She turned around and went upstairs to finish getting ready.

Harry stared at her retreating back, still unsure.

"I have to dash," Lily said a moment later to Harry when she came downstairs, fastening her cloak and slinging her bag on her shoulder. "They changed the time of the meeting to seven-thirty."

"Okay," Harry nodded. "I'll see you tonight at the assembly."

"Assembly?" asked Lily. "What assembly?"

Harry looked bewildered.

"I was kidding!" Lily chuckled slightly. "I'll see you tonight."

Harry smiled. "Good luck with your meeting. Not that you need it, but you'll do great." He hugged her and followed her out of the door.

The nice, sunny weather brought joy to Lily's moods. She waved goodbye to Harry when at that moment she saw a black hooded man carrying a coffee and walking in their direction. On instinct, Lily pushed Harry to one side, blocking him from the man.

"Mum?" asked Harry, perplexed. "What's happened?"

Lily took a deep breath and let go of Harry. "I just thought the man was walking a bit faster." Lily said, and added when Harry raised his eyebrows, "He might hit you."

"Oh."

With a sigh of relief, Lily turned around and started walking away, unaware until it was too late that another passerby came and hit Harry squarely in his chest, a drink spilt on his shirt. "Watch it!" yelled the man as he walked away.

Lily's inside froze. No! No... this can't be happening again! She looked at Harry, horror-struck. Unable to control herself, she panicked. Eyes wide with fear, she paced back and forth in front of Harry who looked extremely worried and confused.

"It wasn't a dream," Lily started. "All these things that are happening today, every single one, I already knew they would happen!"

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"The drink spilt on your shirt, the cut on your finger, the papers on the floor when you bumped me... I already saw or dreamt those things!" Lily said, shaking with fear. "Some of them happened a little differently, but –"

"Mum, calm down," said Harry. "You know sometimes I have deja-vu and –"

"No, it's not deja-vu!" Lily countered, trying to explain her point. "With deja-vu, it feels like it's already happened but you don't know what's going to happen!"

"Alright," said Harry. "What happened in the dream that freaked you out so badly?"

Lily stopped from pacing and looked at Harry uncertainly, debating whether to tell him that he died or just keep it to herself. Finally, she said in a sad tone, "It was awful."

"Okay," said Harry, trying to think about how to help his mother. "In your dream... vision or whatever, what happens next?"

Lily thought hard for a moment and said, "I cast a cleaning charm on your shirt and I go to my meeting... and on my way there, my glasses crack."

"Okay. So here's what we're going to do... we will walk to your office together, and if your glasses cracks, then we'll know there is something going on... And we'll deal with it, okay?" Harry said calmly, assuring her that everything was going to be fine.

Lily took a deep breath and nodded.

A few minutes later they reached the Atrium. Wizards and witches walked past them in different directions, all eager to work and start the day.

Upon entering the lift, Arthur Weasley saw them and said, "Hi there Lily, Harry –" Arthur looked over at Harry. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh... um, I just want to make sure my mum is safe when she goes to work."

"So sweet of you, Harry," Arthur said, smiling. "My boys never treat me that way. I shall have a word with them."

Harry and Lily laughed.

They reached the second floor for the Auror's Headquarters.

Harry looked at his mother and said, "We're here, mum."

"Yes," said Lily.

"How are your glasses?"

Taking a deep breath, Lily took her glasses out from her bag and said, "It's fine."

Harry smiled. "You're just nervous, mum."

"You're right," said Lily calmly. "I'm sure you're right."

They looked at each other for a moment, then Lily hugged her son goodbye before she went inside her office. She took a deep breath and smiled knowing that everything will be okay.

But she was terribly wrong.