Neville's POV (OMG it's happening guys, just read)

"Just because I can't read the stars or make potions, it doesn't mean I'm useless!"

"Longbottom, that's exactly what it means, at least when it comes to this subject."

Severus Snape states down at one of his old students. Meaning, me. Neville. Plain old Neville that can't help one of his friends. Me.

"I just-just give me five minutes."

"I can link your mind with hers and you can talk. But not for long, she's weak." Snape wipes the sweat from his forehead. He hasn't left her side since Harry dropped her here. "Give me your left hand. Place your right one of her shoulder and wait for my instructions."

I eagerly place my hands on his hand and her shoulder, nervous about all this. What if it goes wrong and we end up hurting her even more? What if I hurt her while talking to her on her mind? What if she dies?

"Stop thinking about the consequences and start acting like a man." Snape's words send shivers down my spine. I can't act like a scared little kid forever. The last few months have taught me that. "Now close your eyes and imagine yourself inside Lilith's mind, talking to her. Imagine her sitting by a tree, waiting for you."

His words get lost in my mind as I grip Lilith's shoulder. Snape's hand slips out of mine and the only thing I feel is the cold sensation of holding Lilith. The hand that's gripping her shoulder is numb and cold but I don't feel a thing as I feel myself slip from my own body and into a very cold environment.

"Neville."

A sweet voice calls my name and I quickly turn around. But I see no one.

"Neville."

This time, I wait for a sign, something that tells me she's next to me. And it finally happens, when she places her hand on my arm and spins me around, making me face her.

She looks beautiful. Her black hair floats behind her and her shining green eyes greet me, along with her wide smile. But it fades as she remembers what I'm here for.

"Nev..." She says as she rubs her face. "I can't hold on anymore."

"W-what? You can't give up now!" I reach for her hands and guide her around... Whatever this place is.

I take my time looking around and inspecting the place. It's warm and cozy, a deep green forest behind us and the bluest lake I've ever seen next to two small chairs. The blue sky is decorated with the shining sun, and no cloud is seen.

Perfect.

"Sit." I order her and she sits on one of the chairs with me on the other one.

"Neville." She starts and I don't interrupt her this time. "I'm so weak... I'm barely hanging here and... The pain is excruciating, I don't know if I can stay alive."

I open my mouth a couple times, resembling a very dumb goldfish. She laughs at my awkwardness and waits patiently.

"Just wait a few more hours. At least until Harry visits you." I decide I have to tell her the truth. "He's here you know? In Hogwarts."

"What is he doing here?" She grips my hand. "Is he crazy? Vol- He will kill Harry! I can't believe he came here to see me and didn't think of the consequences. What if h-"

"Lilith... He came here because Hermione, Ron and him wanted to find some clues about You-Know-Who..." I feel so bad.

The look on her face as she realizes her twin didn't come here to see her... She breaks in front of me but puts a brave face on. Her eyes give away how she's really feeling. The sadness is evident and she sniffs, trying to swallow the tears.

"Oh." Is the only thing she manages to say.

"Don't be sad. He'll come." Even I don't believe my own words. "Eventually."

She giggles but the sound comes out strangled as she finally releases the tears she has been holding since the beginning of our conversation. I jump out of my seat and kneel beside her.

"Hey..." I take her hands off her face and look at her in the eyes. "He loves you deeply. Believe me."

"I really want to believe you, Neville. But I just can't. You were a good friend, but not my best friend." I nod, understanding. She wasn't my best friend either so I get what she means. "My best friends, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Blaise, Marianna, Pansy and D-Draco..." She sobs at the end with her lover's name. "No one came. But you, Ginny and Severus... You were here for me when I needed you the most. And I thank you for that. But they didn't come, not even once. And that's what hurts me the most, not the damn poison."

I send her an apologetical look and squeeze the life out of her fingers. "Draco doesn't know you're here."

"He knows. Severus told him." She smiles sadly. "And he didn't come. What am I supposed to think? They don't even care."

"Pansy Parkinson is dead." I remember her. She knew, Ginny told me Bill and Fleur told her she was mourning at the Shell Cottage. "Don't you remember?"

"Pansy? Wh-what?" She falls form the chair and on her knees in front of me. The image of pure pain and despair is kneeling on front of me, tears falling from her eyes and leaving trails on her cheeks. "No, it can't be."

"I'm sorry." I apologize, not knowing what to do now.

Our surroundings start changing as Lilith's sobs echo around the trees. She starts shaking and lays her head on her hands, tears falling from her eyes hitting the now violent lake waters. She gets up and cleans her cheeks with shaky hands and I notice, for the first time, what she's wearing: the white long dress that covers her bare feet is starting to turn black, her hands tight by her sides.

"Lilith?" I ask shakily.

"I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. I don't know if I'll be around when they decide to pay me a visit, but I will try. Because I want to slap some sense into my brother. I would visit him as soon as I could if I were him. Because I care for him and the only thought that has been haunting me is his safety. I'm always worried about him. And he can't even... URGH!"

She shakes her head and throws the chair she was once sitting on to the lake. After she pulls on her hair and runs her hands across her face multiple times, she looks calm enough. So I approach her.

"I'm pretty sure you're strong enough to hold on until we find an antidote."

"There's no antidote, Neville." She laughs dryly. "Voldemort used his snake's venom and sent it disguised as Molly Weasley. End of the conversation. I'm dying. I will die soon. And I'm okay with it."

"But the rest of us aren't 'okay with it'!" I scream. "We miss you and we won't stop until you're out there, laughing with us and having dinner with your friends, damnit!"

I explode and watch as her face softens. She caresses my cheek and releases a low chuckle. A bright light appears behind her, and she sighs as she sees it too.

"Don't worry about me. Just make sure Harry comes."

"I will." I nod solemnly. "I promise."

"I believe you, Neville." Lilith waves her hand as she walks backwards, away from me and into the large white light. "Bye."

"Bye."

I close my eyes as feel my body again, Latin on the floor next to Lilith's limp body. She has a small smile on her face and I wonder if she'll survive.

I hope so.

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Snape's POV

"How did it go?"

Longbottom doesn't answer, and just sits beside my goddaughter and rubs his face tiredly. I sigh and start preparing some more potions. Something has to work.

"You can stay with her while I work if you want. I just have to finish this and try it out. It may be the antidote we need."

"No." His voice reaches my ears as I grab the tiny vial I'll be using. "She knows she's dying, she knows there's no cure, no antidote that can help her."

"No." I use his own word agains him. "I refuse to let her go, I refuse to let her die!"

I punch the table and some of my potions fall and crash on the floor. I feel the rage building inside me at the thought of Lilith dying. She can't die, she has a brother, a boyfriend, friends that love her and... She has me.

I can't lose her just now. We can't lose her. So I won't give up now.

"Where's Potter number two?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"Somewhere. Not really interested in coming here." He whispers.

"I'll crush him for making her wait."

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The next two or three chapters will be in Harry's POV, and right before the war, he'll visit Lilith... Oh, and I'm so sad but it had to be done... latebutfate knows what I'm talking about..

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