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A/N: Sorry It's so short, I promise they'll get longer. I'd like to thank my beta, Mistress of Dremaz, you are enourmous help. hugs

"James, dear, come on. We're going to miss the train!"

"I'm coming, mum! Just wait a minute, ok?"

James Potter was searching frantically around his room for one of his most prized possessions. Tossing a pair of dirty socks away, he found what he was looking for.

It was the dirty old mirror that the marauders used to communicate during separate detentions. At this moment, Sirius had the other mirror.

James called into the mirror and waited for Sirius to appear. After a few desperate seconds, Sirius came into view.

"What now, James?" Sirius said in a bored voice.

"Err, I forgot how you said I should get Evans to love me. Can we go through it again?"

"Just be yourself. Don't tell me you forgot how to do that."

"Right. I won't, then. Any idea where I can find Remus?"

"James," Sirius said, annoyed.

"Okay, okay. Well I have to go. Mum's waiting."

"Tell her I said hello, will you?" Sirius said as James packed away his mirror.

"James!" James' mum screamed.

"Coming," James said in a deflated voice.

When James reached the doorway out of his family's house, his mother started picking at him in a motherly way and trying to flatten his hair.

"How you got such unruly hair is beyond me. Your father's hair was always nice looking."

"Mum, I don't care about my hair, it looks fine," James said as he checked his hair in a nearby mirror and ruffled it.

"Come on, then," said James' mum and with a nod of approval at his reflection, he followed her out the door.

When they got to the station, and went through the barrier, the Hogwarts Express was blowing its whistle, signaling that it was time to say goodbye to your family and get on the train.

"Now, James, you be a good boy and don't cause anymore trouble, you hear me? You're Head Boy now. You should know better."

"I know, I know! I'm going to miss the train. I'll write you in the morning, okay?" His mother nodded. "Talk to you soon," James said, turning towards the train. "Oh, and Sirius says hello!" he called over his shoulder.

"Oh, I do love that boy," James' mother said warmly. "Is he coming home for Christmas?"

"He always does, mum." With that James jumped aboard the train and it started to move.

James made his way down the narrow path between the compartments looking for his fellow marauders when he felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned and saw it was Lily.

"James! There you are! I've been looking all over for you." At this James looked hopeful. "The prefects are waiting for us, so we should leave now. Here, I'll help you with your trunk. Oh, this is heavy," Lily said in a strained voice.

"Right. Prefects. Of course. Oh, Lily, here, let me take that. Sorry," James said. "Err, could you take my owl?"

"Yeah, thanks," Lily gasped, her face red from trying to haul the trunk.

"So… how was your summer?" James asked.

"It was a bit dull," she said. "My sister's boyfriend was there the whole time. He doesn't like me very much. I don't like him though, so I'm not complaining."

"Ah," James said nodding. "Well I can't really believe that anyone wouldn't like you." Lily blushed.

James couldn't believe how easy it was to talk to Lily. Usually when he tried to talk to her either his throat would tighten, he'd say something stupid, or Lily would be heavily guarded. Usually he'd say something stupid. If James knew any better, he'd know this conversation was too good to be true.

Unfortunately, James didn't know better.

The train lurched forward and sent James toppling over his trunk with no Lily to be found.

"What the…" James stared around the train aisle for any sign that his red headed lover was here. "I could've sworn…She…" James looked to his owl which was now laying on it's sighed hooting loudly. "She was here wasn't she? She held you, yeah? Hmm…"

"Potter!" James jerked his head in the direction of the voice. "Why weren't you at the meeting?" Lily snapped.

"I was…I just…I got lost?"

"We've got to patrol. Go put your trunk and owl away. I'll be patrolling," Lily said and James nodded.

I could've sworn I was just talking to her, James thought as he pulled his trunk along the aisle. And it was going so well. Just figures it was another hallucination. Well I can't complain really. At least Sirius didn't steal my cookies in this one. I like cookies.

After James found the prefects carriage, he left to find Lily. When he finally found her, he walked by her side. Well, as close to her side as she and the aisle would let him.

"Lily! Slow down," James said trying to keep up with Lily who was increasing speed.

"James, I think you misunderstood me. When I said 'we need to patrol' I didn't mean us together. I meant you patrol somewhere and I patrol somewhere else. As in separate."

"I just want to talk to you," James half whined. "How was your summer?"

"It was fine. We went to Sweden. We ate chocolate."

"I like chocolate. And cookies," James said.

"Oh, really? Me t—James! Can you please just go patrol?! Please! You are such a bother sometimes." Lily had stopped her power walk and was facing James with a furious face.

At first, James looked like he was going to protest. He even opened his mouth a little bit but instead, he just turned around looking crestfallen.

"Fine," he said quietly. "See you." James walked down the aisle and Lily watched him leave, almost looking sad.

James looked back at her sadly and she quickly turned away.

"Maybe she'll never love me," James said to himself.

"See you, James," Lily said quietly.


"Prongs mate!" Sirius said, greeting James warmly. "How are you? Does Evans love you yet? Pete and I saw you two walking down the aisle. Sort of looked like you were racing, but you could've been trying to get to the bathroom so you could snog or something. Your hair is messy enough."

James said nothing, ruffled his hair, and glared at Sirius.

"That's a no, then? Ah well, She will someday, mate, trust me."

"Have a good summer, James?" Peter asked.

"It was alright," James ruffled his hair once more. "But Padfoot was there most of the time making my mum fall in love with him even more. Oh, that reminds me, she wants to know if you'll be coming home for the holidays again."

"I'll have to write Roberta a letter. Let her know I'm alright and I'll be home for Christmas," Sirius said getting out a piece of parchment and a quill.

"Your relationship with my mother makes me want to vomit," James said with a disgusted face.

"Is your mum going to send me cookies again?" Peter asked hopefully.

"Yeah, err, Padfoot, tell my mum to send Wormtail more cookies," he said pushing up his glasses.

For the next 5 minutes there was only the sound of a quill on parchment and Peter's sporadic humming. Soon enough Remus came in through the compartment door.

"Lily knows you didn't patrol, James," Remus said, panting slightly.

"Lily doesn't love me," James replied. Remus glanced at the compartment door's window and groaned.

"Why do you groan, Moony?" Peter asked, not looking up for his copy of Witch Weekly.

"I didn't groan. I cleaned my throat." Remus looked nervously out the compartment door and shrunk in his seat. "Do you think we could close the blinds?"

"No, don't do it." Sirius looked up from his finished letter and looked curiously at the door. "Are you hiding from a girl, Moony?" Sirius said giddily and poked his head out the door.

"There's no one out here," Sirius said disappointed.

"Aha! Yes there is! Look in that compartment!" James pointed excitedly at the compartment across the aisle.

It was full of giggling girls in their year with their faces pressed against the window looking at one Remus Lupin.

"Looks like you've got a fan club, Moony," Sirius teased.

"They've been following me around ever since I got on the train," Remus whispered. "It's starting to scare me a bit."

"I don't know why you're whispering," James whispered back.

"Yeah, it's not like they can hear us," Sirius almost yelled. "They won't know they creep you out, it's ok. They can't hear a thing."

A few of the girls stopped giggling and some others pulled their faces off the window and slumped into their seat.

"Har, har," Peter began. "I'm gonna go see if I can be the president of the fan club. You know, because I lov—I'm your number one fan." He stepped out of the compartment and into the girls'. The girls just gave him a funny look but didn't seem to take any notice otherwise.

Sirius mentally questioned Peter's sexuality, and then closed the blinds.

"Don't close it!" James shouted. "I want to see when the trolley comes."

As if on cue, the marauders heard the trolley lady calling. Soon enough, the trolley was at their door.

"Anything from the trolley, dears?"

"Yes, please," James started. "I'll have ten chocolate frogs, three pumpkin pasties, a licorice wand and… five Berite Bott's Every Flavor Beans." The trolley lady handed him his sweets and told him the price.

"Oh, and could you give a red head with dazzling green eyes two chocolate frogs from James, please?"

"Of course, dear. Your new total is five galleons, eleven sickles and three knuts." James handed the coins over as Sirius got everything James got, only doubled and Remus got ten of everything chocolate on the cart.

"Moony, you should really cut down on the chocolate. Someday you might suffocate in it," Sirius said amazingly clearly through a mouth full of pumpkin pasties.

"I find your ability to fit seven pasties in your mouth at once disturbing and I don't think you should be talking. I know you are the one stealing all of my chocolate."

"I'm only doing it for your on good. Your chocolate consumption rivals that of a woman."

Remus glared at Sirius and he raised an eyebrow as if challenging him. The staring match was on.

James watched form the other side of the compartment slowly chewing his frogs and looking from Remus to Sirius with great interest.

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3x Kat