Yeah, Hillary really is mean, isn't she?

Past, Present, and Future Part 2

Lily opened the note and read,

Lily,
I had to tell somebody about this. I can't tell Sirius or Keely because they'll just take the mickey out of it, and I'm not sure what Remus or Peter would say but I know that you wouldn't laugh at anything like this, and it's about you anyway. I just had a nightmare where you were playing with a baby and I was panicking about a man white as a skull with spidery hands and really skinny and he killed me. He was also going to kill the baby you were playing with but you were pleading to have him kill you instead. It was really scary because then he laughed and put the killing curse on you. I even had this nightmare over the summer and I don't know what it means. I just wanted to ask you because you're really smart and you probably read a book on it somewhere. Either write back or tell me in private.
Sincerely Yours,
James Potter.

Lily's eyes widen in shock when she read this letter. James has been getting those nightmares too. She took out some parchment, picked up a quil, and wrote,

James,
You're not going to believe this, but I've been having those nightmares too. I honestly don't know what they mean, maybe we should ask McGonnagle tomorrow since she is Deputy Headmistress. Maybe she'd know.

Love From
Lily

Lily tied the message to the owl and it took off into the night. She climbed back into bed and tried to fall asleep.

Lily felt tired that morning from the lack of sleep the other night, and so did James. They both couldn't get back to sleep because of their nightmare and the fact they wrote to eachother. They stayed behind after Transfiguration to talk to McGonnagle.
"Professor, we wanted to ask you something." said James. McGonnagle looked at him and said, "Very well, Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans. What is it?"
"Well, it's just that we had a nightmare last night and during the summer and we dont understand why." James explained poorly.
"What he means is,"Lily quickly said when McGonnagle opened her mouth, "Is that during summer and last night we both had the same nightmare. We were older-like in our twenties-and I was playing with a baby boy, and James ran in yelling, 'Lily, it's Him! Take Harry and run!' or something like that and this man whose was pure white, had spidery hands, and was really thin came in and he and James fought until he murdered James. The man then advance on me and wanted to kill the baby. I was pleading and said, 'No, please don't take Harry. Please, take me instead.' and the man laughed and killed me. We don't understand what it means, Professor. I mean, is it like our future or something?"
McGonnagle looked at her and said, "I don't know, Ms. Evans. I should take you to Professor Dumbledore and you can take it up with him for he will know. Come along."