A/N: Hey guys, this is Vengeance here. So as some may know, I am redoing some of my stories starting with this one. I'm keeping the same plot, however, I hope I have grown over these past four years, and the story will be a little better. Please enjoy, and if you like it let me know.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.

A sixteen year old Lily Evans sat on her bed, parchment and textbooks strewn across it, as well as her floor. She was deep into the middle of working on her summer homework, and she was desperate to get it done. She had recently moved into this new house and she hadn't had a chance to explore or meet any of her neighbours. Currently she was working on finishing her potions essay. It wasn't necessarily Lily's favorite subject offered at the famous Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but it was a class she needed to do well in if she was ever to become an Auror.

"Finally, I'm done," Lily exclaimed as a wide grin spread across her face. She was quite proud of herself having finished her homework so fast. She was only a couple days into vacation and she had already finished everything they had been assigned over the summer. Of course, this was no surprise. When Lily Evans set her mind to something, she got it done.

'Ding dong'

Lily couldn't help but sigh lightly. Ever since she had come home there had been people coming to the door like clockwork wanting to introduce themselves to the new neighbours. Of course Lily wasn't against meeting new people; she was going to have to make friends eventually. Her problem was the fact that most of the people who were coming over were older adults, there weren't a whole lot of people around that were her age. At least, she hadn't met them yet.

After a short moment Lily had resigned herself to having to go to the door herself instead of getting to straighten up her homework. That was until her older sister Petunia called out, making sure everyone in the house was aware that she was getting the door.

"Hello," she heard the sickly sweet voice of her sister answering the door, the rest of the conversation being drowned out by a scream.

Without a second's thought Lily launched herself off her bed and shot downstairs to the kitchen where she thought the sound had come from. She hadn't even bothered to look and see who her sister had let in. Over the years Lily had become accustomed to reacting quickly when it sounded like something was going wrong. Mostly because when you were a Muggleborn with a lot of enemies, you had to have quick reflexes.

"Mom?" called Lily as she walked in. She didn't see her mother right away, it took her a moment to realize she was curled up tight on the counter pointing towards the corner of the kitchen and looking pale. "What's the matter?" Lily asked her, getting rather worried with how her mother was acting. From a first glance it didn't look like there was anything wrong.

"A mouse, over there, in the corner," said her mother rather breathlessly pointing out the miscreant. Lily attempted to hide her laughter, not wanting to embarrass her mother. To make things easier, she figured it a good idea to send her mother out to the den with her sister and their new guests.

"Why don't you go to the den and visit with the new neighbours with Petunia. I can handle the mouse," she told her mother trying to be as calming as she could. She really didn't see why her mother feared the mouse so much, but she said nothing about it. Now was not the time anyway, and who was she to chastise someone on their fears, Lily herself was afraid of heights. "Go on," Lily said, making shooing motions, finally coaxing her mother off the counter and towards the den.

"Thank you dear," she said calmly, patting at her hair as she walked into the den, leaving Lily to get to work.

Lily moved towards the corner her mother had indicated, attempting to be as quiet as she could. She didn't want to scare the thing into running off. Lily hadn't realized that her mother had managed to at least catch it under a clear plastic salad bowl before, or during, her scramble to get to higher grounds and away from the rodent. Lily made a mental note to praise her mother for her actions and then set to work.

"Here mousey. Nice mousey," she cooed as she lifted the bowl enough to snatch the mouse's tail and lift it up to eye level. It was a small mouse, maybe a baby. "Come on you, you've caused enough trouble," she told it as she walked to her back door and stepped out, making her way towards the woods in the back. She wasn't just going to throw it somewhere it would be able to easily run right back in. She wasn't planning on playing tag with this mouse for months on end.

Her mission completed, Lily made her way back to the house, planning on going upstairs and getting changed out of her over-sized Gryffindor t-shirt and into some regular clothing. She didn't want her new guests questioning where she had gotten it. She'd never be able to come up with a good cover fast enough, she was horrible at lying. Not to mention she didn't really like people to see her in the shirt period. It was a shirt that had belonged to someone she didn't like very much.

A few months ago she had been the victim of a prank and had ended up with two buckets of water being dumped on her, her white blouse instantly becoming soaked, as well as see through. Her friend Remus Lupin, thinking fast, had ripped the t-shirt off the back of his friend, Sirius Black, and handed it to Lily to cover herself up. After that she had been too embarrassed to seek out Sirius Black and give him back his shirt, and she had quickly found she liked it. It was large and comfortable, and she just genuinely didn't want to give it up.

She walked as quietly as she could, not wanting to alert anyone to her presence. She didn't want her new neighbour's first impression of her to be awful because they had caught her in her pajamas, and she couldn't imagine what her older sister would have to say about the whole thing.

She could hear muffled voices from the swinging door that divided the kitchen and den and thought it her chance to make a break for the stairs without being caught. She walked slowly, not wanting to draw any attention to herself by accident.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs Lily's face turned from one of slight triumph, to one of shear horror as she heard an all too familiar voice.

"Is that my shirt?"

A/N: Well there is the new and improved chapter. If this is your first time reading it, I hope you enjoyed and will enjoy the rest of the story.