Sequel to ~CHEATERS~. Its about the main characters' lives after and how they're dealing with their relationships. Includes the Marauders, Jace, Aubrie, Lily and cameos from other characters of course. And it's really good.

The boys’ jaws dropped open when they saw Aubrie wearing a little blue nightgown. Jace’s slightly husky voice rung out. She was wearing very tiny boy-short underwear and a white wife-beater. Then a heavenly voice came. My heart actually stopped beating and my breath just escaped me. Lily, my perfect girlfriend, was lying on the ground only wearing plaid shorts and a little shirt that ended just a few inches past her chest. “I wish I was a girl, I wish I was a girl, I wish -” said Sirius.

"He tricked me! He conned me! He…is an untrustworthy, conniving, devious little prat! You do not ask anyone a serious question at a time like that! Never! Because you’re going to say yes no matter what. Honestly, it was a dirty little trick and I am determined to get him back. " - lily

With that, she turned on her heel and rapidly stormed out of the playground as fast as she came. Sirius stood amazingly still and watched her go. Minutes went by without any of us moving or speaking. There were another few moments of silence. “What do you think will happen now?” I said, not directly to anyone or about anything in particular.

“I’m – uh… just gonna go tell James where we’re going” Neither Aubrie nor I answered, but Aubrie did grab the cigarette out of my hand and take a puff. Both of us refused to even look at the Potter house. About four minutes later the can and Lily arrived and we hopped in. I briefly glanced up at The House and saw Him looking through the window with an expressionless face. I thought I could see his dark brown eyes from this distance. I threw my cigarette on the ground and stomped on it.

A few seats down, Jace was talking with a man who looked to be in his early forties. He was handsome, with graying hair and wrinkled eyes, though something seemed off, or tainted. His hair was uncut and his clothes plain, though he exuded (even he could sense) a certain quality, something like mystery but not exactly. He was speaking with Jace about something that he seemed indifferent about, although Jace was listening intently. “Jed, if you would like to start” said Dumbledore simply. The man Jace was conversing with stood up.

“Aubrie. I’m ok. I just need to tell you something.”

“What? What is it?”

“Please stop crying” he said gently and a bandaged hand stroked my head.

“Just tell me!” I sobbed.

He took a deep breath, and a dramatic pause.