Remembering to walk back to her chambers and not apparate, she passed the headmaster's office and had an idea. It had been many years since she had tried the pensive potion (even though she was the first and only person to ever brew it), and it may just be the perfect solution to her problem. The door was locked at first, hidden behind an unassuming statue of a lion, but she knew the password and spoke it to allow her entrance to the stairwell leading to the Lord's chambers. It was dark inside, but the pensive glowed silver and blue giving the room a mysterious ambience. It was not the pensive she wanted; instead, she searched Albus" chambers for a potion, hoping he had not drunk it all already. The potion took a few hours to make; by then, it would be morning anyway. Lily was in luck, though, as an unopened vial was resting on the bedside table on the second floor. She snatched it up and wandered back to her own bedroom for some well-earned rest.