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What would I pay to stay here beside you?

What would I do to keep you smiling at me?

Wish I could be part of your world.

Lily Evans' fairytale started the day that she met James Potter.

Like any famous tale, they met as kids and they grew up side by side in a magical school where wizards cased spells, unicorns roamed the forest, and the mountainside teamed with giants. When Lily had left the non-magical world at eleven to become a witch, James became her family, along with some of the other kids they grew up with in school. James was different from everyone else though, James knew everything about her.

He knew her disapproving family that rejected her when she chose magic over them.

He knew about her fear of the dark and the shadows that creep there, reaching for her.

He knew of her love for peppermint sticks and autumn leaves falling off trees.

Lily didn't love James at first; in fact she tried to tell herself for the longest time that she wasn't in love with him. Of course, she could only lie to herself for so long. One sunny autumn evening, James fell off his broomstick, landing fifty feet below as Lily watched, petrified that she might've lost her best friend.

"I can't stop falling for you." He had laughed weakly to her when she cried over him in the Hospital Wing.

After that, they both took turns falling head-over-heals in love for each other.

She loved him more than anything in the world, even when he argued with her or called her a stubborn fool. She loved the way his thumb traced her lips as she stared at each other. She loved the way his hazel eyes stared fiercely into her green eyes in silence. She loved how he always wore the same quidditch jersey on their dates because it was his 'lucky' jersey. She could never stop loving him, even when their magical world told her too.

"Mrs. Potter is hereby exiled from the wizarding community."

Just like in every love story there was a witch, casting a curse over the land. In this story, the witch was Dolores Umbridge, the Minister of Magic. When Umbridge took over the Ministry last fall, they'd expected changes of course. There had been lots of rumors that she wasn't friendly towards Lily's muggle heritage. Everyone said that Umbridge worked for the sacred twenty-eight and was determined to rid her new world order of muggleborns and half bloods.

It wasn't supposed this be like this, Lily mused to herself in sorrow as she stared at Umbridge from where she was bound to a chair, receiving the sentence from the wizarding court.

Lily married James when she was nineteen years old in an old muggle church because he was more than her best friend; he was the love of her life. She currently held the product of their love in her arms, Harry, about to be orphaned at thirteen months of age. Lily's emotions were racing through her, as she wondered why they hadn't run when given the chance at nineteen. Their old friend Sirius had found a loophole in the system, he'd managed to get some muggleborns like Lily smuggled back into the nonmagical world with their magic still intact. Lily could've gone, left with James at her side, memories intact.

Instead they'd trusted their friend Peter Pettigrew with keeping her where-abouts a secret. They should've never trusted Peter. Lily let her eyes glare up at the podium where the stout wizard stood holding a pensieve meant for her memories. He'd been their friend. He'd come by for Christmas, held harry the day he was born, kissed Lily's cheek goodbye after card night.

"The child, a product of the unlawful marriage between James Fleamont Potter and Lily Marie Evans, is also banned from this world."

All around Lily, there were faces of those who wished to see Lily and James ripped apart. The cruelest face of all, Umbridge, stared at them with narrowed eyes. They say she had risen to power easily, talking her way through the politics, using dark magic on any who disagreed with her. She was barely human, with a frog-like smile and eyes that were black as coal. She'd had her Ministry Inquisitors round up witches like Lily and bring them to the Ministry for a hearing.

"Mrs. Potter's memories will be taken from her and she will become the muggle she was born to be, Lily Evans."

James had gotten word last minute that Lily was dragged from their small cottage in Godric's Hollow to the Ministry, their baby boy in her arms. He burst into the room just as Umbridge had made her verdict. He pushed past two aurors and came to sit in front of her, pressing his forehead against hers as the aurors tried to rip him away from her.

"You can't do this!" James cried, "She's my wife!"

"James, please..." she begged him, "Don't get yourself thrown in Azkaban."

"I won't let them take you from me…" his fingers brushed against her cheek lovingly.

"I don't want you to die because of me."

Their fingers were slowly slipping away from each other, the magic already tearing them apart. Lily felt as if the curse was inside of her, her eyes watched as little wisps of silver traveled towards Peter Pettigrew, whose blue eyes could look anywhere but at her.

Lily's happily ever after was coming to an end and it terrified her.

Umbridge's voice rang through the courtroom at the same time that a sob erupted from her chest, "Your wand is officially property of the Ministry."

She remembered the day she'd gotten her wand at Ollivanders. She'd been so excited to learn that she was a witch. She'd been so thrilled to find a world where she fit in with her peculiarities. Another silver wisp traveled in front of her eyes and her world was changing faster than her heart was beating.

"You will have no recollection that this world ever existed."

"This is unlawful!" James bellowed, "She belongs in this world as much as you or I!"

She could see James and the rest of the court vanishing before her very eyes. It was like a giant black cloud was swallowing Lily, with no light in sight. She knew that her time with James was being ripped from her…she knew he'd never give up trying to find her and, even worse, she'd never remember him.

"Drag Potter to a questioning room!" Umbridge ordered loudly as another sob tore through Lily's throat.

"No matter what happens, I will see you again." He whispered to her furiously, leaning down to kiss Harry's forehead.

"What if I don't remember you?"

"I won't rest until you do."

James, unfortunately, had no power to control what the story had in store for Lily and their baby. Lily took a deep breath, clutching Harry to her body, trying to make sure they didn't take him as well. She didn't trust anyone in the room. No one who was decent hearted could watch her family be split apart and not be mad about it. Not when they were so young and so in love.

She felt James' fingers slip away from hers and she clasped her entire body around their son, her only bit of James left, "I won't let them take you Harry."

"I promise I'll bring you back!" James screamed to Lily as he was dragged away, "I love you both!"

She felt like she was falling. She blacked out, her grip on her son unwavering even in a forced sleep.

Harry's insistent screams against her chest woke her up again and suddenly she stopped falling.

She was standing in front of a grayish old flat. Cars rushed past the busy street and Lily recalled why she'd been crying. Her family had kicked her out again and had nowhere to go with a baby to take care of. There was no one looking out for her, no fairy godmother to appear and whisk her away to a fairytale ball where a handsome gentleman would sweep her off her feet.

Lily had to take on the world alone without magic but that was all right with her because magic seemed so irrational to a woman who'd lost everything.


So this is an Disney's Enchanted AU except Lily and James are both still magical because you all know I have a problem with just copy and pasting James and Lily into the movie script.

Let me know what you think about this sad start! As always, I'm here or on tumblr!

xxx

Petals