I would just like to say thank you all for deciding to read my story. I hope you all like it. I know it's under Remus/OC, but there's also some...correction, quite a lot of James/Lily. Gotta love Jily! The story is half Remus' view and half Lindsay's (my O.C.) view. Anyway, thank you, peace, adios, live long and prosper, and enjoy!

I am not J.K. Rowling, and therefore, I do not own H.P. I do own my O.C., and my story, so please respect! Thank you!

P.S. Sorry this is so long. All the pesky little details keep coming back to me. If I get any facts or names or anything wrong, PLEASE don't hesitate to tell me! I won't take offense, but I'll do my best to correct anything.

Chapter 1

Remus Lupin was sitting by the lake with his best friends, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew. As usual, James and Sirius were goofing off, using their wands to make snowballs hit some unsuspecting first years. Peter was watching, laughing at every joke and every snowball that was thrown. The eleven-year-olds looked around, wondering who or what was hitting them. One of the children turned and saw Sirius flick his wand toward them, and she immediately turned and ran back into the castle. The four friends chuckled. After all, it was a harmless prank. A minute later, none other than Lily Evans stalked out of the castle, closely followed by the same little girl the boys had been messing with earlier.

"Potter!" she yelled as she pointed her wand. In an instant she was in front of the group.

"Yes Lily-flower?" James asked, using his pet name for her. He had been head over heels for this girl since first year, and his goal in life was to get her to go out with him. So far, there had been a few bumps in the road, namely that she hated his guts. He ran a hand through his messy black hair, something that managed to further annoy Lily.

"Were you throwing snowballs in Jena's face?" Jena, the girl in question, looked up at James with a smirk on her face. She had seen plenty of Lily and James' legendary fights and knew that Lily was just the person to get back at him for her.

"Possibly. Or," he said, looking nervous as moved her wand right in front of his face, "it may have been Peeves. Or Sirius. Or Remus, even. He does like pranks, believe it or not."

"Oh no. You are not dragging me into this." Remus looked up from his book with a frown on his face.

"I have no doubt that Sirius was involved. But Jena said you hit her. So," Lily replied, "It was you. And you've had this coming all week." After muttering a charm and waving her wand, Lily looked happy with her work and stomped off.

"Ok, Padfoot," he said to Sirius, "what did she do to me? I don't feel any different." The second he said it, a giant snowball came hurtling toward him and knocked him to the ground. The others erupted in laughter as they realized what she had done.

The rest of the day passed with James periodically being hit with snowballs and no way to stop it. He grumbled and complained, even as he was impressed and, as it would seem, even more in love with Lily than before.

As dinner approached, Remus grew nervous. Lily's best friend and roommate, Lindsay, would be at dinner, and he always got nervous around her. For almost as long as James had fancied Lily, Remus had felt the same for Lindsay, but no one knew. Even his friends were clueless. Today was no different, and he could feel himself start to blush just thinking about her.

"You ok there Moony?" he looked over to see Sirius staring at him. Moony was his friends' nickname for him, taken from the fact that he was a werewolf.

"Yeah, um, I'm just not feeling too great." It wasn't completely a lie. The full moon was quickly approaching, and he always felt bad beforehand. His friends were used to his skipping meals and classes so that he could rest.

Nodding, Sirius turned to James, who was in the bathroom. "Oh Jaaamsie! We had better hurry. You wouldn't want to miss your Lily-flower at dinner now, would you?"

"Why? Did she leave? Did you see her go down?" James quickly appeared in the boy's room, looking around frantically, as if looking for a clue as to Lily's whereabouts. The rest of the group laughed, and Sirius shook his head.

"Is Prongs afraid that the love of his life has gotten away?" Prongs was James' nickname, and Peter's was Wormtail. Rather fitting, since the boy looked and acted very much like a rat at times.

James threw a pillow at Sirius and the latter chucked it right back. After a brief fight in which several items in the room were thrown, and consequentially broken, the Marauders headed down to dinner.